Watashi Ga Motete Novels & Stories

Mia pov I saw myself walking it was so dark just like I couldn't see anything, I found myself sitting on a throne, and I noticed so many humans standing in front of me bowing, I felt so speechless that i didn't comprehend of what to say I appear seeing Toshiba in the mist standing and staring at me I look behind me and noticed a man standing, i strive getting close however it was as if no point, I noticed his eyes blue in color and I observed myself falling into it, I stood up taking walks nearer and nearer to him that when I saw his face. I felt like I simply met with the most handsome human on earth. I brought my hands up to contact him. However, he turned into dust. I look round and notic

A bride that is worthy for the one and only Jace Montero. Ashley walked towards her with a paper in her hand. Smiling like an idiot. "This is your wedding vow. You will read it for your husband as soon as he was done reading his vow for you,"Ashley said. She accepted it without any question. The fastest they could do this,the better for her. She looked herself in the mirror and was astonished at the woman that stared back at her. She can't believe the woman in the mirror is her. "That's how you would or should look like every day when you go out with him,"Ashley said.

I answer as my gaze darkens and my wolf growls inside of me, “Give me this day, moon goddess” I mutter to myself.

This is what it feels like to get rejected, to be pushed away, and it fucking hurts. Feeling somewhat defeated, I turn to leave. I know that only for now, only for this moment, I will back away. Come tomorrow night, I will try again, and if I do not succeed, I shall keep on trying. Yes, I am a moth to a flame, a moth that is going to get burned and, by all means, burn me over and over again.

“Worry about yourself.” He looks around the room franctically, as if looking for something that he is badly in need of. Moving his hand, he pulls her head back before he slams it against the antique wooden table along the wall. The last thing she sees is him walking away from her as she gives in to the darkness clouding her vision.

Chapter 12. Run away On the rooftop, Riffen was still standing on the phone and Calliope was looking around, she touched all the billions of dollars, watching everything from above. The large space of the flower garden, they even form the word Agnes in the flower. This causes Calliope to analyze the question but perhaps it is not too influential because Agnes also means pure, holy so it may just be a motto of Riffen. From time to time, Riffen notices Calliope, he doesn't want her to be too demanding or to have a different operator, because he doesn't like her, it's as simple as that, if she doesn't like it then everything is hers. We just delete it.

"I won't let you die." Tora hugged her son one last time and whispered onto his ear in a language she knew the spying witch wouldn't recognize. "Watashi wa muda ni shinu koto wa arimasen. Kono monsutā o tsurete ikimasu. Shikashi, watashi wa anata ga ikiru koto o shitte iru dakede heiwa ni shinu koto ga dekimasu." Which roughly translated to, I will not die in vain. I will take this monster with me. But I can only die in peace knowing you will live. Satake looked genuinely distraught but his mother was right to tell him to run. As he slowly stepped away from the scene with tears clouding his eyes, Satake bid his mother a silent goodbye.

** They pulled up at a fancy restaurant and they climbed down. Kimberly followed behind like a dumb sheep as they walked into the restaurant. She still couldn't fathom why they were there. She followed him to a table and they took their seat. "It's your birthday treat, feel free," he said as he noticed her unrested state. Her eyes widened in shock, that was the last thing she expected from a grumpy man like him. "T... Thank you sir," she stuttered. A waiter walked up to her. "Good day Sir, ma'am, please may I take your orders?"

tera mera milna dastoor hai tere hone se mujhme noor hai main hoon soona sa ek aasmaan mehtaab tu... (Our meeting is a custom. there is a divine light in me from your existence, I'm a deserted sky, and you are the moon.) "Why are you thinking like I am acting for my reputation here?" I ask her with a slightly raised voice because I don't want her to feel that I am acting for my reputation. O karam khudaya hai tujhe maine jo paaya hai tujhpe marke hi to mujhe jeena aaya hai

I'm not even going to read through what I've written, because I'll just tear up the paper in irritation, or even worse, not end up sending you any letter. I guess that's all I can say for now...wait, I just realized something ( bear in mind, I just smacked my forehead). I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Nathaniel Roberts, but please, call me Nathan. Please. I'm just going to stop writing now. I hope you reply this though. Nathan. (I just realised you would've found out my name anyways)