Bakugo Cute Hot Novels & Stories

Akari saw the prince’s head coming toward her and was suddenly froze as a bird with a cobra coming at it. Except this was no cobra—not by a long shot. This was a large, handsome—and she don’t want to admit it but it's true anyways —sexy as fuck Werewolf male, bending his head toward hers, intending to kiss her. And Akari was doing absolutely nothing to stop it from happening.

Ang bango bango nito at amoy na amoy ko ang aroma ng pagkalalaki nito. "Gusto mo na bang kainin agahan mo Baby?" Pang-uuyam nito sa akin kaya tumango ako. Mukhang hindi niya ito nagustuhan kaya sinampal niya ako ng medyo malakas na ikinabigla, medyo naging halimaw ang hitsura nito pero ang gwapo parin, mas lalo siyang nagiging hot at gwapo kapag ganito siya, mukhang lulong sa pagnanasa at libog. "Kapag tinatanong kita, sumagot ka. Naiintindihan mo ba Leo?" May panggigil nitong sabi saka hinimas ang ulo.

Alissa The heat that was protecting me from the cold recedes from me, I open my eyes and see Akira walking across the room in total nudity without a hint of shame in his body, when he turns to me I feel myself blushing, I must be one looking like a strawberry. Yesterday I didn't have the opportunity to see him in full because of the darkness, but now I see all his glory, there's not a part of his body that doesn't have muscles, he looks like a rock, I can't imagine how his penis has been inside me , it's big and bulky.

I hold back to make sure he wouldn’t be dead in an instant from this punch. BAM! Huh? He’s harder than I expected. I realized my hand isn’t even touching his blazer— he had armour, a magical armour. No wonder he feels tough. It had an opposite attribute compared to Kuroyuki’s armour. Kuroyuki’s armour is cold like ice and this guy’s— it’s burning, and I could actually feel some heat transferring to my fist. Not like it would hurt me. Let’s add a little more strength… WHAM!

He says "She's super cool because she can practically brave all odds. Do you know anyone who could actually do that to themselves?" Caramel's eyes meet mine and we both mouth the same word, Chocolate, and it makes me smile while he blushes and says "Y-Yeah, but I think Megumi is cool too" Yeah, cool is the exact word he's supposed to use. Kai shrugs, now poking his fork at his food "Yeah. You know that stuff with his shadow thing? In the manga, he's like tier level. Totally Gojou Satoru" I scoff "As if"

"Meh, he isn't that bad, but he is shallow, and I can't have that, can I? Not if I'm going to look like Zuko from Avatar The Last Airbender." I snort. "Come on, everyone knows Zuko is the hottest one." "Is that a bad joke about burns?" I grimace, realizing that Zuko also has a scarred face because he was burnt by his dad. "Sorry... I didn't mean it like that." Real smooth, Andrew. She probably thinks you're an asshole now... "No offense taken," Caroline says without sounding hurt and places one leg over the other. Beautiful, confident girl. She is lounging in her sunbed right now, and if we were still together, I would sit behind her. Stroke her hair, kiss her neck, and look at the glitterin

What even is my life? “Either he’s broken or he likes men”, Succubus concludes, sealing my fate. I hate these two, they can die together for all I care. “Be careful Miyamura, he seemed really into my looks so he might have his eyes on you”. I’d rather castrate myself than get a boner for Bastard. Bastard releases me and takes a step back, then he wraps his arms around himself like a schoolgirl in the presence of a pervert. “Don’t look at me that way Sorahiko, it’s embarrassing”, he whines.

Sage slipped his finger out brushing his lips against mine before he pulled away. "Next time you try something like this, it won't be my fingers buried deep inside you but my dick" he blurts before soaring me a last-minute look and walking away. I watched him disappear into the bathroom leaving me to my thoughts on what the fuck just happened. I walked to the mirror coming into view with my swollen lips and messy hair. I look like a sexy model that was reaped out of a magazine. A hickey a little bit closer to my neck me running my hands around it while a blush formulated on my cheeks.

I tried to back up, but the men shoved me forward until I stumbled. My knees scraped concrete. Marcus crouched in front of me, his cologne sharp. He reached out, fingers grazing my chin. I jerked back and glared at him through the tears I refused to shed. “Still got that fire,” he said, chuckling low. “Good. I like it better when you fight. Makes it more fun when you finally break.” The words made my stomach twist, but then—he pulled something from his jacket pocket. A phone. He tapped the screen and held it up.

"Luna, it's time to follow protocol B." "What? No--!" "Van!" Bagwis called out to Van. "I'm here." Van immediately responded. "When I say you leave, chant the prayer." Van's face turned pale while Luna contested her grandfather's order. Bagwis did not want to hear one more word from her and instead ran to the well to finally check on the Bakunawa. In no time, a piercing sound from the well was heard. From it emerged the Bakunawa. He grew triple in size and now he could fly. He had the same grotesque appearance only now, even worse. His skin was black with obsidian scales, his face was pure flesh and his eyes were white with black liquid oozing out of it. He had sharp teeth and longer nails.