Tatsuya Maya Novels & Stories

Takamatsu saw Yinito speak as she tried to wipe Isekai's tears, he had pick the little girl four years ago from a pile of corpse just after his wife died. "am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them.

Sakura was praying very hard Jane would miraculously appear and sort out this mess when she heard a commotion on the other side. She looked up to see the famous Japanese designer Mr. Tachibana coming toward them, his long hair—dyed bleach blond—flying and his long white robe fluttering about him. Beside him was the woman Sakura had been waiting eagerly to meet in person, the woman who had given birth to her twenty-five years ago, Haruka Tanaka, also known simply as Ms. Ruka. She was tall, Sakura realized, with strong, angular face, and thin nose that sat nicely on her face. She was very beautiful.

I stammered, frantically trying to piece my dignity back together. Damn it. I had never stared at someone like a total creep before. He definitely noticed me drooling. “Anyway, my name is Devon. And you are…?” “Maya. And um…Yeah, I don’t usually accept drinks from strangers, but since this one is sealed, it’s okay.” "I get it. You're cautious. Honestly, I respect that. It's becoming a rare trait around here." I nodded sagely, though my brain had officially left the building.

On their way back, Tazz kept stealing glances at Maya who remained quiet , she was overwhelmed with all that happened in the last few hours, suddenly she had a family, a nephew, a brother in law who was more like her brother, a set of elderlies who called her their daughter, it was like all of a sudden she had everyone, she had a home and she didn’t want to leave them and go away, she wanted to spend some more time with them, make and collect some more memories with them, she wanted to be with Little Tiger, she was happy that Tama had a brother and unlike her and Mahira's useless brothers, this brother of Tama would protect her. She felt happy that Mahira was still alive in that little kid.

"You're either bravest person I've ever met or stupidest." "Probably both." That got a smile. Small. Genuine. "Yeah. Probably. I'm..." She stopped. "I'm Maya. Not Objective Twelve. Not anymore. Just Maya. Mother. Operative. Person trying to survive impossible situation." "Tell me about Yuki." Maya's face transformed. Softened. The mother replacing the operative. "She's eight. Smart. So smart. She draws. Constantly. Fills notebooks with flowers and animals and..." Her voice broke. "And me. She draws me. Even though she's only seen me twice in two years. Even though Project Seventh keeps her isolated. She draws me and writes 'I miss you Mama' and I..." Tears now. "I can't get to her. Can't sav

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

May said "Just let me concentrate on driving right now so we won't crash okay?" James said and face driving. "Fine, if you don't want us to be friend. I'm not a fans of friend either" May repiled with a scoffed. *Ion like her* James thought. Blaine May,21 years of age. She a short girl with a brown hair,small waist and body, flawless skin and cute baby face,long lashes with big eyeball,full thick brows with black eyeball. She's a popstar and model for skin care,she cherish her skin more than anything or anyone on Earth.

A heavy and hoarse voice disturbed Marra's ears. "Ah, I'm fine. Sorry for nudging you. I was in a hurry." Marra stepped aside, but for a moment, she stopped and turned her head to watch the back of a black T-shirt that was roomy enough to hold. Its arms and neck, covered with tattoos, began to move away, disappearing among the crowd of visitors. "I feel like I've seen him before. Is this deja vu?" Marra nodded, and she continued to walk towards the other stairs. ***

"Okay." After an hour Maya stood in front of the Cafe door, the light drizzle pouring on to her, she wore a deep blue hoodie jacket over her grey T-shirt and a black jeans with her black shoes. She walked in and was met by the warmth of the place. Her eyes ran across the tables until she found the familiar person who sat in the farthest table, she walked down to him and spotted the one plate of spaghetti and bowl of gajar halwa along with a cup of basundi and one cola before him. He looked up meeting her gaze as she reached him and smiled, she gave him a smile in return and sat down before him. "Hi, thanks for coming." He said and she nodded.

Tega cussed, standing up from his seat. "Tega. Tega look at me." May called lowly with hopes that if he looked at her, she'd be able to calm him down. But when he didn't and continues to glare hard at the waiter, tears filled May's eyes out of embarrassment. Everyone's eyes were glued to the scene and the lady with her white top stained with orange like colored rice. She touched his hand but he pushed it away. His action took her by surprise, it left her eyes wide open and teary. She had never seen this side of him before so it was quite hard to take it all in. It was quite scary, it caused her to panic a little.