13 Ghosts The Angry Princess Full Body の小説・ストーリー

Growl coming from Flavus matched by the moan the came from Scarlett. “Maybe I should start to unpack?” She said breathlessly. “If that’s what you want my Queen.” I said back barely able to get the words out. Her blue eyes full of red flacks and panting heavily. Her body telling me not to stop. What are you doing she is begging for it look at her. Flavus said, she needs to say it before we can mark her or it could be dangerous if we go too far to fast we could hurt her. Normal

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

Armed with a stick about a meter long and as thick as an infant’s arm, he searched, trembling as he moved ahead. And that was when he found it. It was two meters tall…and headless. A woman dressed in white, with two blurry green lights shining out from where her nipples would have been, just like the eyes of demons. A silent breeze billowed through the ghost’s dress, and the hem lifted and blurred almost along with the shrilly pitch of the woman’s cries. Florence’s terror intensified, and Javier could feel it without even needing to look at it. It felt like he was hugging a humanoid phone on vibration.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

Ghost chuckles beside me. “Don’t you have three babies waiting for your attention?” I mutter. “Hey, I stayed up for the drama. This is prime drama. I’m good.” He smirks, clearly enjoying himself. Titan steps right into Sasha’s path. “You good, princess?” “Fine. Perfectly fucking fine,” she snaps, her voice loud and shaky. Titan wipes a tear from her cheek and pulls her into a hug. She actually lets him. “Damn, I’m glad I stayed up for this,” Ghost laughs.

she replied easily. "Is this related to the ritual?" "Yes, Princess," she nodded. "I'd suggest we hurry." I hesitated for a second, but her calm and intent gaze told me she was going nowhere until she did her job. I reluctantly took off the sleeves of the gown and held on to it, unwilling to let it drop. "It's okay," she smiled. "I can understand your reluctance. There's nothing to worry about, Princess." "My body isn't the best, you see," I said, staring at my feet. "I haven't exactly shown my nudity to anyone before."

And the third was a version I had never seen—a girl in a corporate suit, her face a featureless mask of glass. "Silas, stop!" the Ghost-Elara screamed, her voice a distorted recording. "You're a glitch! You're hurting the system! Let us delete you so the world can be 'Optimized'!" "I... am... a... King!" Silas roared, his shadow-blades clashing against the Ghost’s light. But he was weak. He was translucent. Every time the Ghost touched him, a piece of his shadow flaked away into white static. "Silas!" I yelled, running toward him.

He smiled, lifted the ax, and swung it straight at Alexander. He moved far too fast. Alexander's eyes flew open, and his body locked in place. Mary screamed, "No!" The ax came down. It passed straight through Alexander's body without leaving a mark. Alexander froze, then burst into wild laughter. "Hahaha! I get it now. I'm already a ghost!" Mary recovered as well, her fear melting away. She sneered, "Didn't expect that, did you? We may be dead, but we've become vengeful spirits!"

In the corner of her eye was a man, standing, grinning widely. "Hello, princess," he whispered, his dark cloak shadowing his face. Aynyra scrambled backwards and shot out a hand, willing her magic to do anything to protect her. But nothing happened. She couldn't even feel the magic flowing inside her anymore, it wasn't locked away either. It was gone, she was empty. Her body laboured, her muscles weak and her throat dry. It was like she hand't eaten or drunk water in days. She felt human. "See you soon, princess," he chuckled before disappearing before her very eyes.

Macro POV Sera didn't melt into my embrace. Her body was a rigid line, and her brow was still creased in pain. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" I asked, immediately releasing my hold. She smirked coldly, and, in one fluid motion, slid the sheer fabric from her shoulders. The breathtaking curves of her body were once again on full display, the sight of them a raw, physical hunger I had known well. How many times had I been lost in this body with a desperate passion?