Anime Smuts Novels & Stories

"If only we had a shot put or something… You'd be able to throw with the force of a bomb." My mom didn't refuse and started picking up stones herself. Deciding it was safer to avoid the highway for fear of retaliation from the group, we decided to get off the highway. After walking a few kilometers, Ashton suddenly took my mom's hand with a serious expression and apologized. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Olson. I lied to you. I'm not an ordinary person. I'm also a mutant, and my ability involves having an alternate space."

For rogue venom, two hours was a death sentence. "He needs Silvermoon Flower." Emma gripped my hands tight. "It’s the only thing that can neutralize the venom. But the medical center is out of stock, and the nearest apothecary won't open until morning." Silvermoon Flower! I had it! "I have one!" I turned and bolted. "I’m going to get it right now!" I burst out of the medical center and ran toward my rental as fast as my lungs would allow. The silver collar around my neck burned like a ring of fire with every jagged breath, but I didn't care about the pain.

For now. As I appear inside the safe house I use to give rogue sanguidae sanctuary, I look at the six new additions around me. Four are writhing in inexplicable pain - a result of cadmium from the smell of it - while their leader remains unconscious, and the sweet girl Amber stays close comforting him. Despite this curse that has befallen her, her sweetness still shines through. Perhaps if they complete the bond it might rub off on the prick, at the very least it might tame his hunger. I have seen animai bonds make sanguidae become more controlled once the bond is completed. Maybe that’s what Zarseti had in mind for me, but if that’s the case, she’s an idiot. I’m not like any of them and she

Tatsuya growled, voice low enough to vibrate the air. Murasame stepped closer anyway, his eyes brimming with love, care, hope that he could fix this and go back to the way things were, before his brother and Dante came with their relationship drama and ruined his happy relationship. “No... Tatsuya i love you, and I'm not letting you go, even if i have to lock you up, get that through your thick skull, if you're trying to scare me off by being mean.... it's not working.” Murasame says, he could read Tatsuya like a book, he knew his games how he wore this nonchalant look whe deep dowm he cared the most, he hold him now, hand cradling his head, his other hands on his cheek, pulls him close and

After the voice changer, my friend's voice really did sound a lot like his. No wonder Madison believed without question that he was LeoWinter. "You're mute, after all. If AutumnWind ever found out the truth, wouldn't she be disappointed?" Bruce smirked smugly. "Even though I stole your place, I'm the perfect LeoWinter in her eyes." He laughed triumphantly and casually patted my shoulder. "Compared to a mute like you, obviously it's better for me to be LeoWinter." Rage surged through me. Even the spot he touched felt disgusting. I violently shook his hand off my shoulder.

“I, Allyssa Lausanne of the Oracle Aswang Clan, reject you Amante del Fuego of Irati Nardus Pack as my mate!” Unexplainable pain arises from my chest after her spiteful words. My heart seemed to break inside, and my blood has become boiling acid that burns every nerve in my muscles. I collapsed to the ground. I saw her fell as well. The broken mate bond seemed to torment us both for disregarding the ordained destiny. Amaltheo approached her immediately and relieved her pain. In a moment, she recovered her regality. She regained her strength and casually threw me a mysterious glance. I was helpless on the ground.

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

"RANE" All my pain, my fear, my anger is pointing like an arrowhead at him, thanks to this simple word. I hear his heartbreaking scream as I come back to reality. When I open my eyes I see that the alpha is curled up on himself, screaming like a possessed scratching his head under the mental attack that I just realized without knowing how. I see the others around him transforming, in turn screaming in pain. Terrified, I crawl on the ground avoiding my puddle of vomit, before staggering to my feet, I manage to run for the door, hoping to put as many miles as possible between me and them before they get away. hand over.

Sam whispers. After a few minutes, the red in my face disappears, and I look at Sam again. I turn to face her. I don't like Sam. I can't like Sam. "You're welcome." "Did you mean it?" Sam asks. "Mean what?" I ask, annoyed that we are still having this conversation. "Do you think I'm beautiful?" Sam flirts again. I hate it when she flirts with me. It makes me want her more than I do now. "Of course, I do. Who wouldn't just look at you, Sam?" I place my hand on her cheek. God, what the hell am I doing?

But the more She understood, the more She didn't understand why her lover would do things that It should not be done by men to beautiful women like Syamsa, although when Syamsa was unconscious. “It's not that you didn't text me, Brother Qomar. I was angry because of your sweet treatment to Syamsa. You do it behind me, as if you don't know that someone is looking at you. Syamsa is indeed beautiful and attractive. She is able to sedate anyone who looks at her. Syamsa is an idol on our campus, but isn't there the slightest taste that prevents you from kissing her? You already have me. But you don't think about my feelings, ”muttered Sazkia while wiping the tears that started to melt down her fa