Osamu Miya X Reader Novels & Stories

"It is thick. Like cream and old wood. It is not the detox, baby." "Look at the reader," I said, nodding toward the counter. He didn't move his eyes from my face for three seconds. The power coming from him was suffocating, a cloud that demanded I give in. Finally, he turned his head. He kept one hand on the back of my neck, his thumb on my scent gland as he looked at the kit. The digital reader was still working. The progress bar was at ninety-nine percent. "What did Aris buy?" I asked, trying to distract both of us from the tension. "The Toronto shares. Is the board completely broken?"

When in contrary his lip tug up in a smirk. And he starts chuckling. Sitting back on my bed. To shake his head in disbelief. " So you say you are not my demon girl. Huh? " Gulping. I nod. Folding my arms on my chest. " Of course not. You are mistaken." " Then who are you?" " I am Mia. A healer. Beta of Ryan's pack." He scoffs. Placing his palms on the bed behind to lay back slightly. " A healer? Really. I never knew demons can be healers."

Alex started fucking me with slow, powerful strokes — pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, his hips slapping loudly against my ass. “Fuck, this pussy feels even better from behind,” he groaned. “So wet and sloppy with my cum. You’re such a dirty little creampie slut, Mia.” I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust, loving how full he made me feel. “Deeper— please, Alex. Wreck me.”

She clears her throat, which forces me to stop admiring her body and look at her face. “Maija, why do you keep calling me Klein?” I groan as I sit up in the bed. She shrugs and smiles without answering, but I already know why. Since the night we kissed, she has been doing it, and I suspect it’s because she wants to put some distance between us. “So, what’s up?” “I’m going downtown to the manga shop; Oda is having a book signing, he’s...” “The creator of One-piece, your favorite Anime, with your first love Zoro.” She looks at me, surprised that I would remember such trivial details she told me in passing, but she does not understand that nothing about her is trivial to me.

What did he want him to know and why? Someone cleared their throat in front of him. He looked up and dropped the book. Mia stood there in a beautiful white dress. A big bag hung on her shoulders. Sometime in between his reading of Xavier’s fake book, the owner had opened the store. “What are you reading?” She glanced at the book. “Your diary.” “You mean Xavier’s diary?” “Yes.” He tucked the book in his purse and followed Mia into the shop. Mia’s voice held concern. “Why would you continue to read it if you know that it’s not real?”

- added Yumiko at the end with a rather serious face. - Do you really have to bother me with this?- Miyuki looked at her almost pleadingly.- Even if you're right, do I really have to go after the first guy who gets in my sight? Can't I really keep this first time for someone I will truly love?- she asked slightly reproachfully.

The muscle beneath his palms was hard and warm, radiating power. Lucas paused, one knee braced on the bed between Ethan’s legs. His stare gleamed with restrained hunger as he studied the smaller man beneath him. “You’re trembling,” he observed,quietly . “But your body heat tells a different story, little substitute.” Ethan bit his lower lip hard. His body was reacting on instinct, warmth pooling low in his abdomen despite the fear knotting in his chest. This was exactly what he had been warned about.Alphas like Lucas, the kind who could unravel an Omega’s instinct without even trying.

She made to open her mouth when a girl from our class, who was also in her PE uniform, waved Maria over. "I'll see you tomorrow, Easton!" Maria said hurriedly, rushing to catch up with the other girl whose name I didn't know. I watched her retreating back until she caught up with the girl and they both disappeared down the hall. I heaved a sigh and started walking away to look for Ilya. The schoolyard had quieted down by the time I got there, sunlight still hanging low in the sky. Ilya sat on one of the benches with my comic book in his hands, his back turned to me like he hadn’t noticed me coming.

8 am Saturday morning. I’m outside and I come bearing gifts Patient O I turn onto my back and read the text again. What does he mean he’s outside? Is he outside my house? Why? I wish had a room that faced the main street. I would be peaking at him in the window right now. You’re outside my house? Ry Yes Come to the front door Patient O

That is the reason why he agreed when she wanted to resume her work. "Hey" he greeted her softly. Mia is studying a case file of a boy who is suffering from skin rashes, which rather look like blood clots. She looked up from the file and gave him the first real smile of the day. Reed walked inside her cabin, while Mia walked around her desk and walked into the comfort of his arms. Reed hugged her tightly. "You alright?" he asked her with concern. Mia shook her head.