Usui Misaki Novels & Stories

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Augustus closed his eyes, he hugged Sharmaine and left in Galvin's annoyed gaze. "I'll take her back." Galvin laughed in anger. -- Maki lying on the ground, covered in blood, she looked up at the sky, smiling: "This feeling, is the feeling of serenity and freedom that person refers to?" "It was great." “I am no longer Maki Mohini, I am Maki Yuki.” Maki was once a Japanese girl, a gentle schoolgirl who was turned into a vampire. She smiled, she used the last of her strength. The body suddenly caught fire. Maki has prepared very well, she no longer wants to live. She chose death and chose to leave the Mohini clan.

His gaze briefly paused on her exquisite facial features before saying, "You're one of the elites from the Shinto Way challenging the Martial Arts Alliance, aren't you?" "You have good eyes. No wonder you're so bold," the woman scoffed. "I'm one of the Three Primary Disciples of Shinto Way, Mitsuki Fujiwara. I have defeated half of the so-called prodigies from your country's Martial Arts Alliance. I was going to defeat a few more, but your challenge has ruined my plans."

By the time she finished explaining it, even Daifuku dropped his dried fish in shock. Kenta stared at her in awe. "Are you sure you're a grade schooler…?" "No," Misaki said, gazing toward the rising sun, "I’m a 38-year-old with a grudge and unfinished business." Takuto blinked. "Wait, then what about that… love letter you gave me…?" Misaki turned to him with a devilish smile. "Oh that?" "Just part of the plan, of course~"

Don't get mad at me just because you don't know how to manage your own schedule. Even though she's my senior she's pretty bad at managing her own time. Everything she does depends on her emotions. She's like a tempest this girl. That was my first impression of her and it was the only thing that remained consistent. But I'm not mad. Not many bastards are able to say they banged their girl crush. Koizumi Noriko. Widely known to the masses as the singer MIKO. A child actress that eventually went on to become a part of a girl group before eventually becoming a solo act. Music aside, I've always been more interested in her more so as a woman than a fan.

Terrius wondered out loud. Both Manor and I turn to look at each other in shock. We wrap our arms around each other's shoulders and huddled to the side of the table. " What is Misaki God of? She does have a title right?" I whispered to Manor. " I don't think so, she's always been working under Givendale." Manor shook his head as he pointed out. " Maybe she's the God of Helpfulness?" I guessed. " I don't think, so... What about God of Versions? That makes more sense." Hikaru added from the sidelines.

Bob spouted while his tail grew more aggressive as it flicked from here to there even harder. “You mean Zed? He was just an acquaintance back when I was still alive” Suyi said with a clear expression that she had felt wronged. Her dewy eyes gradually teared up a little due to the sunlight hitting her straight on her eyes, and face. Seeing her like that made the fox cat’s heart flutter a little, he then sighed to himself and spoke no more, he would only be defeated by her own special way which never failed like always. “Fine, whatever, I don't even care” he said and faced his back on her, stating that he was not in the mood to be disturbed so carelessly.

I look down and find a card still stuck on it. I sighed and took the card, insert mine and draw some money, then making sure that I tuck my card safely in my pocket. I inspecting the previous card. I was just about to bring it to the shopkeeper boy, just in case someone went back to search for it, when I flip the card and read the contact information behind it, written with a marker. [If you find this card, please call my number, Moira Stephan.] A phone number written below. A pang surged in my chest. Why did moon goddess did this to me? It's been eight years since I left her, yet now our fate aligned again by an ATM machine.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.