Reimu X Marisa Novels & Stories

exclaimed Marisa with excitement as she entered the office. Rebecca took her eyes off the documents she was reviewing to observe the girl who entered cheerfully. She smiled and got up from her seat to approach and hug her. Marisa returned the hug joyfully. It had been a while since they had seen each other, since Luciano's mansion where Rebecca had been living was really far away and it was difficult for them to meet. In addition, Marisa had dedicated her days off to a personal project, so she couldn't even help Rebecca move, but she hoped that now that she lived near the campus, everything would be different.

Riku adjusts his hold, supporting more of my weight as we follow Rain and Liora toward the stairs. "Who is Maris Calder?" I manage to ask, my voice sounding distant to my own ears. Riku's expression grows serious, the playful mask falling away completely. "Someone who might be able to help you," he says carefully. "Or make things much, much worse." My legs tremble beneath me as we descend the grand staircase, but I refuse to be carried. Riku hovers at my elbow, his hand ghosting at the small of my back, ready to catch me if I falter. Rain leads our small procession, his broad shoulders rigid with tension, while Liora trails behind, her footsteps whisper-quiet on the polished wood. The smell

I was preparing for a jewelry design competition. If I could win a prize, it would be a huge boost to our brand. After a few all-nighters, I left my office early in the morning, only to bump into James and Max. They stood there, waiting for me like statues, and gave me quite a fright. Max ran over to hug me excitedly. “Mom, I really missed you!” I froze and then immediately pushed him away. “I'm not your mom! You're mistaken.”

Marissa teased, "I thought you love two?" Jasmine quickly intervened, addressing Marissa directly, "Rissa!" "D'Andre was the second one, right? That's why you came back here," Rissa remarked, then noticed that Maiari didn't seem pleased and appeared even more stressed. "I'm sorry, I was just kidding, Mai." Maiari, who had reached her limit, didn't react negatively to Marissa's comment. Instead, she simply replied, "It's okay." Her tone tinged with a hint of exhaustion.

“You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” she said softly, leaning in a little. “You should’ve seen their faces when the music started. Darius looked like he’d rather die than let anyone else touch you, and Draven—well, he’s harder to read, but that man doesn’t share. Not easily.” My pulse stuttered. “You’re talking nonsense.” Maris smiled, shrugging like it wasn’t her problem. “Maybe. Or maybe I just notice things others pretend not to see.”

Sumire was stoned in her place. "Who is she?" Sumire asked and gave the pretty woman standing next to her man a scrutinizing look. She was dressed in yellow and with a yellow hairband on her head matching her long curly hair. She had a slender body and looks. The woman turned to him and smiled sweetly. "I'm Charlotte De Mavius, Mort's fiancee." The woman replied and reached for her hand but quickly withdrew when Sumire did not accept her hands for a shake instead she looked at Mort in the eyes, asking for an explanation.

Due to extreme tiredness, Red's vision was blurred, which made him think that Maris was Chelsea. Red pulled Maris towards him and kissed her passionately. Maris was surprised but then started to reciprocate the kiss. She couldn't control herself anymore, and it seemed like she was also enjoying what was happening. "Hmm..." Maris moaned as she continued kissing Red. While savoring a feeling she had never experienced before, she looked at something that seemed to be standing near the door. She was surprised to see Chelsea with eyes blazing with anger. "Ate..." Maris exclaimed and quickly grabbed a blanket to cover herself.

I liked Emilio. "Do you understand?" He repeated calmly. "Mariano -" He squeezed my chin between two fingers. "Isabelle?" I nodded. "Words, Isabelle." "Yes. I won't talk to Emilio." "Good girl." He said, then kissed me. I kissed back only half heartedly.

Her downtrodden posture vanished as she willingly sank into my embrace, and I squeezed her tight against me as I promised, “We’ll figure it out, babe. One step at a time.” After lazily exploring her mouth with my tongue, I released my hold on her waist, moving to empty the last of my cup of joe in the sink before my wolf managed to seize control. It had been too damn long since I’d last lost myself in the ecstasy of Marigold, something that I very much intended to change in the near future. Rias spoke up after a beat, advocating for our need to leave the Eastern Islands today. Mari jumped at the chance, and happiness flooded through her as the other male thoroughly kissed her already swollen

Despite her desire to step back and turn her back on the man, his eyes were fixed on her and he was staring deeply into her. "Are you okay, Ameira?" Joseph asked when he noticed that the girl was stunned. Ameira was taken aback and nodded out herself. "Hello," Marvin greeted, Mark and Joseph followed to greet Samara. "Hi, Ate Samara." He waved at the girl. "Oh, hi, hello! Let me guess, you're here to get your TF, right?" Samara asked them winking her eyebrows. All of them nodded and shyly giggled.