Pc-98 Marisa Novels & Stories

"Nice. Let's be friends from now on, Madame Ais." Maru said. His innocence showed through his simple words. "...…." Madame Ais did not deem what Maru said worthy of a response. She was not built to have complex algorithms to emulate feelings or emotions. "Okay. Scan the area for the nearest deposits of any of those precious metals, Madame Ais." Maru instructed the system. "Affirmative, Maru. System scanning… 1% 2%

Smith today, my shrink, so I mailed her secretary to confirm. Subject - Confirmation of my appointment. Liz, I have an appointment with Dr.Smith at half past noon today. I hope there's no rescheduling. Thanks. Isabelle Forte. The reply was instanteous. Subject - No changes and a request. Isabelle, There are no changes whatsoever. However, Dr.Smith wants you to bring your new boyfriend, if possible. Liz. Secretary to Dr. Alpha Smith She wanted me to bring Mariano? There goes. In case you're wondering, Alpha Smith was a woman with blonde hair that were always tied into a messy bun, and a great mismatch of name and personality.

Lucian didn't even glance her way before turning to escort Nevaeh into a nearby private restaurant. Midway, Nevaeh—who was clinging to Lucian's arm—suddenly looked back at Marisol. Her almond-shaped eyes glinted as one hand dabbed at her smudged lipstick. Her lips curled into a smirk. "What a bunch of bastards!" Alinta seethed. Marisol's face remained blank. Ignoring the provocation, she pulled up a black programming interface on her phone, input a series of commands, and summoned a hidden lock icon on the screen.

Amaris "Now, if everyone would turn to page 253 of their texts, we will begin,” our teacher says, trying to gain our attention over all of the noise of students chattering. Instead of paying attention, I lay my head on my desk, not caring in the least about this class, or school altogether. I'm only here so that I can finish my education, get my diploma and leave this godforsaken town and these godforsaken people.

As she brought it even closer, she noticed tiny markings on it, too tiny for recognition which made her squint in an effort to make meaning of them, but she had hardly seen anything when a familiar voice startled her, making her close her palms against the glass item instinctively. " That's an e-con, " the voice said, compelling Alice to look up at who it was, she had been so immersed in her thoughts and in trying to figure out what the item was that she didn't hear David come in, he stood so close to the wall his back would have practically touched it if not for the leg he had pressed against it, he held a wineglass in his hand, and for some reason she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable

"As beautiful as always." She leaned in, brushing her lips against his, a smile playing on her face. "Thanks, my love," she whispered. Juan gestured for attention with a clap of his palms. "I expect everyone is here?" Rosario glanced around, noting, "Marissa isn't here." "I am here, Mother." The soft melody in the background subtly changed. All eyes turned upstairs as Marissa descended the central path, her expression composed, with minimal makeup enhancing her features. She wore a long-sleeve red shirt paired with a skirt boasting a high slit.

Jane murmurs as she’s pointing her forward when she allowed Marisa into her office room. "Okay, Jane..." Marisa nodded with a goofy smile looking at Jane "uhm, I almost forgot, here are the details of the various product productions yesterday..." Marisa said while giving Jane a line of five folders which made Jane sigh while rolling her eyes, looking at piles of files coming out of one folder "—sorry about that, it's always a surprise when it comes to details" "Yeah, it is..." Jane replied annoyed as she opened a file from the line that she was trying to read, Marisa who was still standing in front of her trying to open the small pocket book she also brought with her, which would explain Jan

Alpha Damian’s glare silenced him immediately. —————— In the evening… The moon was luminous, casting silver lights across the woods. Crickets chirped and the air smelled of moss and secrets. Marisa, clad in hooded black cloak, stepped secretly into the agreed meeting point near the pack borders. Behind her, Raul stood watching. Waiting under the the cover of a thick pine tree, stood Raine, Marisa young sharp eyed maid from Bluemoon pack. Marisa held out a small black data drive, no bigger than a thumb.

One side of the room is lined with computers all on screen savers, the other had a mural of wolves in the mist, so beautiful it took her breath away. Marcus quickly walked past her to the computer banks, turning one on. When the screen activated, asking for a password, Marcus did not hesitate but typed confidently and, to Marcia's shock, the computer immediately opened, revealing a desktop with various icons. The one that Clint opened immediately was anMP4 whose icon was in the center of the screen, simply called Scrappy+Marcia.

His hands were shaking, and so was every other thing she'd laid on the line for this. "There's a weird...picture of you and..." His stare grew more intent, "I don't understand what's going on, Maria..." He flashed the screen before her face, "there's something weird about this...I got an attachment from an email address and it contains pictures of you and Andrew...my double....there's also an audio file."