De nuevo Guerra. Cap. VII
mira, mañana te llevaré a mi casa después de salir de la escuela. -¿por qué? -mi madre aún no te conoce, y mañana descansa. así que te presentaré y te quedarás conmigo un rato.
Life On the Other Side - Chapter 5
I need to eventually get support for my boobs, and that strap mira gave me isn't going to cut it. god, this body is just going to keep finding new ways to torment me.
Pasado
- russel me mira sorprendido y muy desconfiado. -que... â¿como sabes ese nombre?- miro a russel y bajo la cabeza abatido. -â¿no me reconoces mi lindo felino rayado?- russel pone los ojos como platos -s... â¿sam?
12 - Un cachito de hojaldra
mira, bro, ella es mi 'amá. escapando de la llave, el hombre miró la foto, observando a la bella mujer, serena, tranquila, con una sonrisa idéntica a la que su amigo siempre mostraba. — se ve... muy joven.
Encuentro Fortuito
.- el ave pausó, midiendo sus palabras- mira, no pasa si no quieres contármelo pero en algún momento lo vas a tener que soltar. nas asintió. seguía sin confiar mucho en él, pero sabía que tenía razón.
Krystal and Chase: Ronins
The picture inside had been taken by mira shortly after that meeting. since that day, the two had been an almost inseparable team. at least, until sauria.
Flight of the Albatross
mira was the first to speak, "what was that?" "it was nothing, wipe it from your minds." he took a sip from his drink, "wendy, stand up." wendy was kneeling and praying again, "s-sorry. but anima walked again, that's a big deal.
Chapter 16:The Last Dance
Shhhh......mira.....i lost her....but i found you. we wanted to show you how much we love you....aroooo! you guys...take these it would mean the world to me....here.... comrade.....take this ring. buddy, i want you to have this.......i love you guys.
Chapter 19: What Tala Did
According to honiahaka's writings, the foxes needed their crystals to keep the magic going in miras eii. without them, they would eventually lose their powers. and the wolves would come. yatokya was suddenly furious. because of tala, so many had died!
48 - Somos amigos
— paquito, mira cómo has crecido, muchacho — saludó rentería al joven —. tiberio, cada día estás más ponchado — reconoció mientras estrechaba la mano del hombresote deportivo. — ¿pasa algo?
El Secreto de Tora: Confesiones (Primera Parte)
-¡¡mira que te doy con la sartén, eh!! -¡¡y yo con mi concentración de bolígrafos!! ¡¡ven aquí que te pillo, mendrugo!! la noche no la pasaron bien ninguno de los dos.
For Every Door that Closes -- Six
Make mira serve a week scrubbing pots and making food, not me." "just because nothing did happen does not mean that nothing could have happened," gran lisa said calmly. "two weeks punishment." "why are you being so unfair?