Anime Confessions Novels & Stories

I became frantic about my bestiality confession. "Please don't judge me okay. I was drinking and stuff." I began nervously. "I'll never judge you love. Now tell me!" "Well... some THINGS happened with Wolfy the night of the ascension." I coughed out the words. "Things?" She said, raising an eyebrow. "Yes things..." I covered my ears for the next part. "Sexual things." I said, painfully. I bit my lower lip in shame as she took a few moments to register it all.

Later that night, Jane was pacing a frantic groove into her living room rug, holding her phone up for a FaceTime call. On the screen, Allan was lounging in his silk pajamas, happily applying a green clay face mask while sipping a glass of rosé. "Allan, I am losing my mind!" Jane practically shrieked into the mic. "He overheard us talking about sneaking boyfriends into the tents! HE LOOKED AT ME, ALLAN! He gave me that look—the 'I am going to corner you behind a pine tree at midnight' look!"

Her face wore an expression of pain, guilt, remorse and even fear, so had she already accepted her defeat and her death as her fate? Nevan's smirk widened, seeing her vulnerable state. It looked good on her. “Proceed with the process of ….” “I want to confess something, King Callum,” Anisia spoke out, halting Callum in the middle. Everyone looked at her, especially the Lycan Prince, who was more than curious to know what she was going to say to his father. “Speak,” Callum said to her, giving her the last chance to explain herself and tell everyone the truth.

Sarah agrees. While Ivy had absolutely no idea what the two were talking about. She has never known such a thing as Japanese animation, other than Doramon or Hallo Kitty maybe. Spectacles at home only broadcast domestic production, made locally. Even though watching the shows outside was Western country. she would rather spend time reading textbooks than watching. The very opposite type to Debbie. “You'll have to find out who Conan is. If you've seen yourself, you'll agree one hundred percent!" Debbie said very confidently, filling the void in Ivy's expression.

I stared speechless at the little monster, agemates with Oliver if not younger, that glared at me. Those catlike features were certainly Asians. “Stay away from Mitsuki. You don’t deserve him! He’s mine!” The kid said. He stumbled, and Ancel pinned him to the car. “That’s a bold confession and a lot of nerve to dump juice on my brother, boy.” Ancel said as I wiped my face with a napkin. “Let me go!” The kid demanded and yelled in Japanese. “Any idea who he is?” “Definitely not an ex. Azrael’s only dated women.” I replied and pulled out my phone. “Let’s find out who is he?”

- she confessed after a moment. - I'm glad too, Miyuki... I'm so happy.- Aoi replied and his eyes lit up with tears, but he managed to hold them back. Miyuki, feeling his aura so close even more than ever, knew that he did not mean only this meeting, but her earlier message, which she sent him in the structure of her aura, back at the concert.- I really thought that... that you wouldn't forgive me. I was afraid I wouldn't see you in this crowd today.- Aoi continued, his voice slightly breaking.- I really... was afraid that you would reject me if you found out... who I really am.- he added, and the honesty emanating from both his face and aura confirmed that he really had to tell the truth.

My phone starts ringing again, It’s Ron! I go into a café and drink hot tea to calm down. I think about Amy and what I've done and how I've let myself get sidetracked by alcohol and Zac... Him and his weird way of doing things. I don't think he meant a word of what he confessed last night. He probably rolled out the same dialogue to multiple girls every night...

Brown smirked, “Of course you’re a slut. Only a slut would agree to be locked up in a room with strange men, begging to me fucked senseless.” I felt a drool slip out of my mouth. I wiped it off and for the first time, the corners of my lips curved up. “I’m a slut.” It was a confession, one I had longed to say out loud. “Shit boys, we’ve got ourselves a real one here.” that was Green eyes. I felt cinnamon spank my ass, I gasped out. “Get on your knees, Slut” I didn’t care who the order came from, I scrambled to my knees without a second of hesitation.

“Sharp-tongued. Maybe a little unhinged. But secretly lonely and is open to an emotionally oppressed boy who looks like he hasn't slept in days.” Kieran gave it a second to think about what he just heard. “So… you’re looking for your clone in a skirt format?” Tanaka pointed at Kieran with his index finger and nodded solemnly. “Exactly.” Annie smirked. “I have one friend who collects switchblades and writes stories about love between a man and a woman who are not destined to be together. Does that count?” Tanaka’s eyes lit up like someone had just handed him a live hand grenade and told him it was a love letter from an emo goth mommy. In all honesty this guy might be a masochist; I do not kno

Konan continued, his eyes filled with anger. “A wolfless omega who can’t even shift? Is this your idea of honor?” He whispered, sounding hurt. “Or are you just desperate for someone to warm your bed?” He added. I looked up at Konan, the insults hurt badly, I didn’t want to take such insults from anyone. I wanted to reply. I wanted to insult him back. I wanted to defend myself, but when I opened my mouth, no words came out. I could feel Annie’s hand squeezing mine, I half turned to look at her, her brown eyes were filled with fear.