Shikaku Nara Mati Novels & Stories

Matt says trying to hide the fact his in pain "Uhm okay" the teacher squints her eyes in confusion but she won't interfere cause like they all say 'I don't get paid enough for this' "Okay well you guys can listen to music, go on that tap tik app, and chat with your friends or whatever but do it in silence" She glares at us for the last time and opens her laptop "Ma'am can we watch porn" the jock that shouted Matt's dead quizzes. She stares at him and then rolls her eyes. They start snickering for people who are finishing school next year their maturity levels are shit

he growled Nina thought you can only mark one person.How then would he mark her after marking Alicia?! He read her thoughts "I will denounce her as my mate." Alicia's eyes welled up with fresh tears. "You..you scumbag!" Nina said "I'll kill you!" Mateo chuckled "You think a mere frozen glass can kill me?" He grabbed her chin "Or did you think if I wanted to kill you right then ,I wouldn't have,huh?" He smirked "Your stupid powers are no match for me,girl!"

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

He was dangerous but hopelessly naive. "Why are you staring at me like that?" I managed to ask, the more his worrisome eyes gazed at me, the more self-conscious I became. Why the fuck was he watching me? "Pardon me, but I'm just trying to figure out how someone so slow-witted could be both Alpha and my mate." He confessed in a flat tone, with zero hints of sarcasm in his words. My blood boiled and in a flash I dashed to grab him by the collar, my other hand curled into a fist, raised above my head.

Her demeanor changed after she realized where she was. "I'm your mom! The mother who gave birth to you! Why can you speak rudely like this to your mother, Nara? Why don't you want to see your mother anymore?" "NO! YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER!" Nara shouted as loud as she could. "My mother died a long time ago! I don't have a mother anymore!" shouted Nara even louder. She couldn't believe what the creature in front of her was saying. The woman was silent, her head lowered. Then giggling.

How convenient! Scar released a deadly growl focusing on Jace's hand on my breasts. Jace quickly removed his hand and asked in a quivering voice, "Who-who are you and w-what are you doing here?" Scar snarled in response and I laughed, tsk-ing at Jace. "That's my mate you little piece of shit. Didn't I warn you that my mate would come for me?"

she asked before she took her shot. “I believe Matty will need to have Insan Sevenler tattooed on his chest,” Ray supplied. “Right, cousin?” Matty turned to glare at him. I snorted. “Right,” Matty ground out through his teeth. Kimi conveniently missed her shot. I guess she decided to let Matty have some hope. “Shit,” she swore softly. “Well, I guess it’s your turn.” Matty strutted up to the table, and eyed the balls. He took two shots before one of his balls barely missed the pocket. “Fuck!” he shouted, and glared at Kimi. “Go,” he commanded.

Matt turns around, preparing himself for the impact, so the snowball hits his back. -"A serious case of split-personality. I see." I say before Matt shoots yet another snowball. My attempts to dodge this one fail drastically, and it hits my face. Faking being hurt, I left myself falling into the snow. -"Sh*t! Naomi, Babe, you okay?" In a distraught way, Matt rushes towards me. His hands grip my shoulders gently, pulling me to a sitting position. Taking advantage of his position, I drop a handful of snow inside his sweater. "Ahh... Cold!" He cringes as I laugh loudly. "You trickster. Are you sure you are not a Kitsune?"

Something strange and addictive rushed through me. “You need to stay here, Eila.” I stared at his half-open lips. Thoughts I didn’t want flooded my head as I lost my breath. I whispered in pain, “I know you feel it too, Marcus… You’re my mate.” I shook my head, not believing what I heard from my own mouth. He glared at me, deadly serious. “Stop spitting nonsense.” “You don’t believe me?” I shoved him hard enough to slip away, but before I reached the door, Marcus caught me, pinning me against the wall.

If there is one thing I hate, to hear is the sound of that chord, called the mating song, it reminds me, of the fact that I am the only girl, who hasn't got a mate and more than eighteen, I am nineteen already and all my friends already had their mate, each year, I felt that I could get a mate but it always ends in the same old story no one picked me. Do I have the right to complain, when my SHE itself must have forgotten me, wait, I didn't tell you, I have never shifted.