Ozawa Maju Novels & Stories

Wanda comes to me and bites my ear as she links me. ‘Stay awake!’

says Camilla, her perfectly manicured fingers making a circular movement around her stomach. “you’re hungry huh” asks Charlie. “yeah, you?, maybe we can go get something to eat” Camilla is a teacher, a lecturer to be specific, and Charlie always felt embarrassed walking with her, seeing her up in the classroom is enough for her, so with that thought in mind, Charlie walks away from her space and stalks toward the nearby grocery shop, “just a little bit of peace and quiet” she mutters under her breath, taking her already battered signature pink air pods and put it in her ears, she’s about putting the other in but she gets intercepted, already sensing the two huge pigs standing both beside he

The crease on the older woman’s face deepened. “I have been calling out your name, yet your ears remained adamant as though I was a fool.” “I am sorry. It wasn’t intentional.” Ejima curtsied, trying to remain neutral. “Please keep that to yourself. I just want to remind you that I am coming to collect my money first thing tomorrow morning,” “But…” Ejima stammered as she shifted her posture to the other foot. It was hard to divulge if the discomfort was from the weight of the yam or the sudden realization that she was in debt. “My…my husband said he would clear the debt,”

Jay and Adolf were on board and the latter waved to Megan and Dennis when the door opened enough and he came out to greet them. "Wait, we're going in that?" it suddenly dawned on Megan. "But isn't it a little conspicuous?" Well, more than a little actually, she added in her head but didn't mention it. "The Chariot is a fully functioning Olympus station," Dennis explained. "It houses every facility and resource present here in the building, which as you already may have guessed, won't fit into anything smaller." He chuckled at his own attempt at a comic relief. "But don't worry, it's stealthy."

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."