Ookami Mio Wallpaper นิยาย & เรื่องราว

meanwhile, On the other side, Yami was waiting for Aimi since she says that she has something to do and she told Yami to wait for a while. Yami tries to talk with Hikari using the same gadget that Hikari, Neu, and Nimura have. He tries to ask Hikari about his condition, But Hikari didn't answer it.

I saw mio mate among the crowd We both ran into each other Kayla she mutter hugging me I hug her back laughing happily " Am so happy you are safe and happy she yelled Mio took her hand leading us into the palace WOW....I shouted There was a 3d wallpaper of me, how they got the pics am unaware of that This is like a dream I told mio It's not mio reply me If wishes was horses I wish to see this pic everyday of my life TBC...

The moment the door to his private room opened and Sorahiko stumbled in…Aronohai Miyamura’s life changed. An ordinary, plain male omega with pheromones like a cool breeze on a hot day, a potty mouth, and eyes like a burning star— Only a fool would lose the chance to trap such a person. And Miyamura likes to believe that he’s not foolish. ‘What’s your name, Pinky?’. ‘Lilac looks like pink so it definitely is pink’.

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

Near that painting, a canvas and board was placed. "This crab is waste. Even after this long years, I haven't found you, where are you, mister?" ZouMi muttered to herself. This painting, was none other than, the one four years back, 'Ao Mi' famous painting, 'MindMe'. ZouMi, has been trying to paint the same painting, but wasn't satisfied with the result every time. She replaced the board with a new white sheet, picked the brush and emerged herself in the painting.

Aiden nodded and followed the man in. The room was beautiful and neat, with a great view of the lake and mountain in the distance. Uncle Jin said, “See that mural there?” Aiden turned his attention to see a beautiful Japanese mural on the wall. It was of a beautiful girl with long silky black hair and pale skin, wearing numerous layers of colorful kimonos. Surrounding her were some sort of spiritual animals—a golden dragon, a silver fox, a white snake, and a black cat. “That’s a beautiful piece,” Aiden said.

She had given one to herself and another to Fukuda, but now Akiko was returning home with an additional present. “Of course, I have to give you something. It's so beautiful." Miura pointed to the macramé hanging on the wall. Akiko had chosen soft, earthy tones, which suited the space well. Since Akiko had shown it to him, Miura hadn't stopped complimenting it. “Share it with Kenji,” Miura said, escorting Akiko out. “Of course,” Akiko replied, waving as she left. "Walk in the shadows. The sun is really strong right now," Miura called out.

"Hello Monica, I am Maiko Osonoi. You can call me Mai, are you really not Nana's boyfriend? It is my first time seeing her with a boy after all." "I am Mea Uchifuji. You can call me Mea even if you're not Nana's boyfriend." Mea and Maiko introduced themselves. Monica had to admit that both of them were very cute, Maiko had shoulder-length brown hair, blue eyes, and she wore a hairclip on her hair. Mea, on the other hand, had long black hair that wasn't longer than her shoulders with her bang covering most of her right eye and brown eyes. The same as Nana, both of them were also gyaru from their appearance, but he didn't expect that..

"One thousand." OmO

Mische handed me her phone with a cute little girl as wallpaper. My eyes lit up, both from what I felt and from the phone screen light. "Oh, she's cute. She looks like you." Mische chuckled. "That's Jamie, our sweetest girl. Someday, I might see yours, too, as your wallpaper." Heat ran through my cheeks. I could obviously say that my cheeks were blushing deep red. Mische just giggled while searching for something inside her leather bag. "While you're at it, let's measure you up." She flashed and waved a pink measuring tape.