Shikaku Nara Mati Novels & Stories

Looking to the other side, Nara found Meka who was sitting at the dining table eating a large piece of cake. Nara cleared her throat. Four pairs of eyes turned towards him. Meka looked at him with the cake in his mouth. Nara immediately grinned when she saw beautiful eyes staring at him in surprise. Nara raised her hands, said "Hello Miss tomatoes." Shortly afterward there was only a shrill scream that read, "ARAAA !!" *** "Oh my god, I didn't introduce it," Deana exclaimed excitedly as she turned around Nara's body, "it's getting sexier too, hmm."

The moment we stepped inside, I knew something was wrong. Nara lay on her mat, her body frail, her breathing uneven. The dim candlelight cast shadows over her, making her look even smaller, weaker. She had always been stubborn—refusing to sleep on anything but that damn mat, despite my constant reminders that this wasn’t the first century anymore. I stepped closer, my chest tightening. “Nara,” I called, my voice firm but laced with worry. “What’s wrong?” She barely turned her head toward me, her eyes heavy, her lips dry. When she spoke, her voice was a whisper of wind through brittle leaves. “I’m not going to survive this.”

said Nara again. After saying that there was no answer from William, Nara thought that she would swallow the bitter again today. "If you don't like it, I can leave-..." "No! It suited for her," William said quickly, cutting Nara's words. As if getting a new light of life, Nara's eyes began to glow again "Ha.. Have you acknowledged it?" Nara asked with a hopeful look at William

I’m offended, but I’m also scared because it’s clear that he believes what he’s saying, and I’m in a very small tent with him. “I reject you as my mate,” he hisses. “Moon Caster.” He rejects me. It’s like being slapped. No—it’s like being gutted. Like something vital inside me has been ripped out. And he’s shaking too, his pupils dilated, and I can tell by looking at him that he’s on the verge of shifting. I need to get out of here. There’s no time to think about clothes. There’s no time to worry about the fact that I’ll be running out into the clearing completely naked. I throw myself backward out of the tent.

After that, she said lightly, “Matsumoto Yoshito, I hope that you will remember my name before you die. My name is Rosalie Schulz!” After she was done speaking, she shook her hand a little, and the sunflower seed made from white jade flew out of her hands directly. In the next second, a tiny and bloody hole appeared at the center of Yoshito’s eyebrows, and he had already lost his vitality at this time. He fell to the ground with a thud, and he died instantly on the spot!

She scratched her claws against the ground and attempted to run after the car, but blood rushed out of her nose. Her vision speckled red as she felt blood dripping from her stomach. Nora’s strength disappeared with the last of her energy. She dragged herself towards the forest, collapsing in front of a tree as darkness claimed her. *** Matteo’s fingers scraped desperately at the electric leech encircling his neck like a parasite. From the back seat of the car, he cast a longing glance at the road stretching before them. “I need to get out of here,” he declared with a frown. “I am not anyone’s tool, and neither is my brother.”

“Question of the day: How do I get Professor Matteo to hate me really badly? Although I think he already does, you should have seen his face when Rook the bully kissed me.” Yumeko leans in closer, “I think you have to top up your game if you want him to get rid of you. Do every single thing he hates the most, for example… blood. For some odd reason, Professor Matteo hates the sight of blood; he gets rid of anyone with blood on them in an instant.”

honey what kind of name is that niha asked "did you also joined in this college" she nodded her head niha took her away iam still in the same place like a statue mahi asked "did I hear it right a girl called you brother for the first time" they both are laughing by looking at me is this girl really crazy we went for class back after class we went for cafeteria

She stepped back, a cruel, mocking smile on her face as Rico stumbled, his hands clutching the wounds in his abdomen. "You were always my favorite, Rico," Nara whispered. "So dependable. So easy to predict." She raised the 9mm and fired twice, point-blank, into his chest. Rico’s head snapped back. He hit the floor with a thud that felt like an earthquake. He looked at me, his golden eyes wide, a single, bloody hand reaching out toward me before his arm went limp. "NO!" I shrieked, the sound tearing from my lungs. Nara didn't look at the body. She turned toward the door, her ears twitching. Above us, the sounds of the pack were erupting.