Novel & Cerita Beautiful Female Soldier

Her hand was soft as feathers in mine, the contact sending a rush of electricity through my body. "Let's just say I'm into the princesses and damsels in distress." "You sleazeball." But she was smiling, pouty pink lips tugging up at the corners, and I was enchanted. She was, still is, the most stunning woman I've ever met. "Protecting them is part of what soldiers do." "Whoa." A manicured hand shot up to cover the 'o' of her mouth. "You've got really cool stuff going on, G I Joe. By the way thank you so much for my wallet…"

“ It’s okay baby and I am so sorry for all the embarrassment you faced today. You should come to kitwe one of these days and I will make it up to you just the way you like it. I will treat you like a queen that you are. Please, don’t put Laura’s words at heart, she means nothing to me.” Once the call got cut, Natasha went to take a shower so that she could feel much more relaxed. However, her body needed more than just a shower to feel relaxed , it needed a man’s touch. So when she got out of the shower, she hurriedly picked up her phone and made a booty appointment. She went to her closet and picked out a red lingerie and a black waist coat. She wore her make up glamorously and looked very

His cold personality passed her standard for men but his smile, plus, his handsome face and strong body-built is more attractive than a sweet honey. "CAPTAIN!" a soldier called out to Darwin Kim. He nodded and left them. The woman pouted at the leaving back of Darwin Kim. The woman and Psyche Flint followed behind her. They entered a huge space of land filled with grassland and tress. Psyche Flint looked around and halted her steps when she realized that they are inside the military camp.

Each step was resolute and powerful, with the rhythm and volume of the footsteps perfectly blending with the sound of the waves and the background music. The female models were exquisitely beautiful, with almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks, stunning enough to overthrow empires. Their gentle and delicate Oriental features lacked any aggressiveness. Unfortunately, she moved gracefully with the wind under her feet, as if each step was taken upon the starry sky. Even when she wore an expressionless face, her presence was commanding. She was as beautiful as jade, with a powerful aura. Paired with her current look, she was undoubtedly a stunning and feminine female warrior. "Who is that?" one judg

Amidst the clash of steel and battle cries echoing throughout the cavern a small woman was gracing the battlefield with her exact thoughts on the soldier's of The Darkness, or one behemoth of a soldier in particular, one who's fist was still died green by the mashed remains of a flower petals still, who still had little bits hanging from his boots when he lift his enormous feet. If anyone were to point out how ridiculous the whole scene looked, Vale would most likely respond along the lines of - 'They should quit their bitching and be grateful I'm allowing them to gaze upon my beauty in the moments of their death. Hells this gives the people waiting in the back a small show at least. Maybe i

She hissed and with a flick of her tail, the soldiers fell back to the ground. The soldiers had hardly touched the ground when Verna saw another soldier who was able to reach the roof by climbing one of the tall trees that grew close to the wall. Verna realized that it was the soldier that she had previously hit against the tree. The soldier came near and raised his sword to strike, but Verna was quick and pushed him off the roof. At this time, the soldiers had seen Verna, and many were climbing the walls and trees to reach her. Verna realized that some of them were the same soldiers that she had subdued earlier. Aside from their unnatural strength and agility, the soldiers seemed to be invu

Maybe more. “Stay close,” I ordered, setting her on her feet. “I’m not hiding behind you!” Her fire surged brighter, spinning around her like a storm. I couldn’t help it—wolf or man, I admired her. Fierce. Untamed. Mine. The first three soldiers landed. I lunged, claws tearing through armor, blood spilling across stone. Fiona’s fire swallowed the others, flames curling into wings at her back. She looked like a goddess, a creature no one should touch.

Jaiyana’s voice left no room for doubt that she was there to be among the warriors, not a tourist on the grounds. Sheila’s blue eyes danced underneath her long lashes, a smile curling her lips. Her red hair spilled out in curls along her shoulders over her simple black dress. “I understand you have one of weapons with you,” she said, her voice floating like musical notes. “I do.”

Aranjo slowly opened his eyes and in front of him was not the soldier, but a man he had seen. "General!" he called to the soldier earlier while saluting. The general raised one hand and asked the soldier to leave them. The general stared at the woman who was on the stretcher. Big eyes with tapering eyelashes, a sharp nose and naturally red tiny lips. White and smooth skin and long thick brownish hair. A very perfect beauty and made it difficult for the general to look away. The general extended his hand to the woman.

The latter stared at her in wonder while immersed in her head full of thoughts and worries. The soldier was one of the new ones and had never had the chance to meet her in person, but he had heard about her, like all those who sided with them. Everyone was amazed when they saw her for the first time; everyone fell in front of her beauty: the forbidden fruit that no one had ever been able to grasp. Well, only one person did, but that didn’t matter. “The less, the better; it is not correct” she turned to speak to the sentry. “What is your name?”