Rena Mizunashi Novels & Stories

And it’s like my entire body erupts in goosebumps as he floats right into me – and through me! Three hundred and sixty degrees around us, all the videos freeze. Next, the monitors show people doing things backwards, chirping like chipmunks and getting noticeably younger and shorter as the days tick by. But the one common thread running through all these scenes, directly or indirectly, is Septimus’s object of affection. Rina, that’s her name, short for Oriana. I learn this instinctively yet again, or perhaps through telepathy from Septimus. Rina is a Catholic Italian woman who’s a girly girl outside but harbors a secret obsession with rock ‘n’ roll and heavy metal.

And Aronohai Misa’s best friend and wrangler. She walks past the curious eyes of the elites and clamps a hand down on Misa’s shoulder. Something only she can do because they are almost the same height— and she is the one least likely to get her arm ripped off by Misa. All I know about Amane Riko is that she is known as an alpha with an easygoing demeanor, and she isn’t known to be cruel to omegas… “You all seem to be enjoying the show…”. She might as well have sprayed teargas at the spectators with the speed at which they dispersed.

Yamamoto Kazuki nodded and said, “Okay, I know. I’ll pay more attention to not let the opponent prevail. You can go back now.” Hanson bowed and answered, “Mr. Kazuki, I will take my leave now.” At that moment, a girl who had changed into sports attire appeared in the room. Wearing a pair of long sleeves and long trousers, she said with a soft voice, “Tanaka-san, please give this man a check of one hundred thousand dollars to thank him for telling us this important information.” This girl was extremely beautiful. She had a Japanese hairstyle with bangs. Just by looking at her, one would feel that she was quiet and elegant with the standard demeanour of a Japanese woman, but one would not imag

It’s not against school rules. Well! I’m glad that you spoke for yourself because I was starting to think that you only speak when no one else is watching. Oh, and I have a name which is Mizuki. By the way I agree with your deal it will be the easiest way for me to get rid of this stupid situation. Yeah, you’re right it will help to get rid of your arrogant personality. So, deal’s done Mizuki and this purple hair-coloured women’s name is Lorain.

His muscular build gave him an imposing presence. Jimmy smiled and said: "Hello Iris, nice to meet you." I replied: "Thank you… nice to meet you too." Then Maya pointed to the girl beside him. "And this is Misa Handen." I looked at her and smiled. "Nice to meet you." She said nervously: "Nice to meet you too." She was very shy, but her appearance was beautiful. Her light green skin, smooth yellow hair, and blue eyes gave her a calm look. Maya lay back on the grass and said:

When surrounded by hostile Amazons she still struggled to get to my side. "What about your Jason Statham?" she prodded. "He's English. Besides, I prefer Chiaki Kuriyama," I eyebrow pumped. "There is something about a chick with cast-iron balls." "Who?" Yasmin searched her memories. "Gogo Yubari from Kill Bill Volume 1," I informed her. Yasmin thought that over. "That girl was clearly insane!" she thumped my chest. "Believe me, female mental health issues have never stopped me in the past," I shrugged.

sixteen years ago - Luna – the warrior says, with a bow. Raven hugs her friend tight. - How many times have I asked you to call me Raven? You know that only in official acts I'm your Luna. In everyday life, we are best friends. - You know that, in the first place, I'm a warrior of the pack; you are my Luna – she says, laughing and returning the hug. - Come and have tea with me, Mary – Raven tells her.

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

If I fought back, I'd be painted as the bad one. I tried to keep my cool every time Cynthia and her gang provoked me. I did my best to control my emotions; the moon goddess knew that. But during one of our training sessions, as I was practicing, Cynthia suddenly struck me from behind. The impact sent me stumbling forward, and I felt a sharp pain as I hit my forehead against the hard ground, blood trickling down my face. Zayn, who had been observing from a distance, rushed over. "What happened?" he asked.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.