Novel & Cerita Ayano Yandere

She turned back to Yara who was giving her a knowing look. “What?” Anaya rolled her eyes and forced the smile out of her lips. Her stomach was filled with tingles and she hated how his mere presence affected her. “Oh, look at that blush on her face. I really miss the honeymoon phase.” Yara placed a hand on her chest dramatically. “I’m not blushing!” Anaya denied vehemently, placing a hand over her cheek. “Okay.” Yara was obviously not convinced but before Anaya could say something else, a towering figure appeared next to her.

the boy growls. "And why would I..." Ayana’s voice caught for a fraction of a second, her heart skipping another violent beat as the phantom headache roared back to life behind her eyes. She stared him dead in the eye, her soul turning to ice. "...ever do that?" The teenager let out a loud, ugly laugh, throwing his arms out as if introducing himself to the heavens. "Because I am Leonardo Fucking Radov and nobody... nobody dares to defy me!"

***mature content*** Aayana's POV - I am resting my head on Iru's shoulder. She is wrapping her arms around me. I gently place my left hand on her right boob. "Baby, I want to give you something. May I? " I am looking at her neck.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

"Here comes the superman." Andrius smirked and flipped her again sideways. In a missionary position he claimed her again. Andrius held Anya's leg and put it on his shoulder. Anya was moaning again. She was tired but everytime Andrius thrust inside her rough and hard she couldn't help but moan in pleasure. "Ahh ... Ohh!"

Nova’s eyes flash with a bright, otherworldly light as she channels the Goddess’s power. Suddenly, Morana’s body tenses and her hands form into fists next to her body. “The Meraloth is fighting back! It’s trying to assert its control!” Morana cries out, her body arching as the Meraloth’s presence is drawn out of her in a wisp of black smoke. “Nero! It… Gods, it hurts so much!” “You can do this, ‘Rana. You’re stronger than that fucker inside of you,” I growl, wishing I could go to her and wrap my arms around her.

After dinner and bathing, Aranjo would climb onto the bed to sleep. Aranjo wears a thin hanfu tied loosely. Of course he will not immediately sleep, Aranjo will think of romance with the King and touch his own body to get rid of his longing. After feeling satisfied and tired, Aranjo fell asleep with his hanfu wide open and the wet female part. No problem, right? Aranjo has been like that for days, she is not worried because no one will enter her room. In another corner of Qiyang City.

She came towards me and extended her hand. "Hi, myself Noori the youngest and cutest girl here " she smiled. "I can guess that. I have heard about you from Anam. I am Ayan. her friend and colleague " wow Ayan you just friend-zoned yourself I blocked my inner voice, which was right. I shake hands with the little girl and returned the smile. she gave me a knowing smile and sat on the bed beside anam. Stroking her head, she looked a little upset about Anam.

There is a wide grin on her face as she looks between us. My eyebrow quirks up. "Uh, I think we might need an explanation for that one," I say slowly, glancing over to see Daniel just as confused. "Hybrids are more powerful than normal angels, right? So, we break them out of rehab and have them help us take down the Council!" Daniel lets out an incredulous snort. "Are you insane? Do you remember how high security was there?" "Yes, but I have also seen the strength of your pack. Plus, Ana is probably one of the most powerful angels in the world now that she's got her wings back.

Her brown hair was pulled up in a bun, away from her face. "Mate." Zander completed. "Ours." He growled possessively. My eyes widened in shock at the realization. I let my gaze travel from her cute face down her chubby body. She had generous tits that were struggling to be set free from the tank top she was wearing. It was obvious from the way they peeked out at the top, stretching the poor fabric. When she noticed I was ogling her, her wet hands flew to her chest in an attempt to block my view.