Bleach Harem Novelas e Histórias

"Fine. But I want to take a bath first. I feel disgusting." She shuffled out of my room, and I did not move until minutes had passed. I walked slowly to my bedroom door, then shut it. Of all the people that could mistakenly walk into my bedroom, I just had to be Beatrice. She is Leo's number one hater. Her hatred for Leo runs so deep that I could never fully understand it. I let out a heavy, shuddering breath. My legs felt weak. I leaned against the door, closing my eyes. I am just glad I escaped, and my relationship with Leo is still very much covered.

‘As expected of the Heroine, just within a week she manage to capture half of her harem members. Quinlynn amused herself as she observed others watching Bellarose with affection in their eyes. Bellarose saw all the eyes on her as she blushed lovingly. Her strawberry blonde hair danced in the winds as cherry blossoms fluttered around her. Quinlynn doesn’t know where did these winds and cherry blossoms suddenly come from. Quinlynn blinked her eyes multiple times to confirm whether she was going crazy or there is a pink glittery filter appearing out of nowhere.

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

Chapter 16— Dark Zander Seated comfortably in the Hawthorne family estate main garden Delia had shown her, a few days later, in a deep blue colored boyfriend Jean and a tank top that had come with a tag, a very expensive tag among the expensive tagged clothes she had gotten.

Steam billowed around me, tendrils of mist swirling and dancing in the air, obscuring her vision like a veil. The veil seemed to part, and my eyes locked on the gorgeous image of my girl, my mate, my queen! I watched her lean her head back in the shower, the water pouring over her long white hair, making it stick to her body. She was beautiful, all curves and toned flawless skin. I stepped further into the room, feeling the heat seep into my skin, banishing the chill that lingered in the air. The scent of vanilla and honey hung heavy, mingling with the steam to create an intoxicating aroma that filled my senses.

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Hell Marriage Chapter 24: Mated Alaina's POV I smiled satisfyingly as I heard Nicholas Scream the word stop, now the bitch will finally die and will be out of my hair forever, from the fear I heard in his voice it seems Connor killed her already, well that's.... Great!.

“Patience, you snot. It is a virtue, and you of all people should know that.” The Countess laughed out loud. “That it is. Wyatt, I do believe I owe you an explanation, yes. That is where we are headed.” “And that is...?” “To the harem, of course.” With that, she turned and quickened her pace, not giving me a chance to protest. Sheila paddled behind her like a lost puppy. I shrugged my shoulders. I had been slightly defeated, but I wasn't going to give up. Before I knew it, in front of us was a glorious door made of marble and deep cedar wood. The handles stretched the height of the average man, and two guards stood outside waiting for us. It stood from ceiling to floor, approximately twelve

I slowly turned my head, my dark eyes locking onto the financial hacker. Brent’s jaw tightened. His exhausted, red – rimmed eyes widened as he took in the absolute beautiful ruin of the room – the discarded tactical gear, the crimson silk binding our heavily muscled shield, and the unmistakable, heavy scent of sex and dark devotion clinging to the air. "I... I brought the celebration," Brent stammered, his usually sharp, venomous British accent completely failing him. His gaze dropped to my parted lips, and then to the shivering, bound woman beneath me.

When her hair tumbled forward like a river of silk, there was no escaping it. The Scarlet Vampire pulled a player into her arms, and they surrendered completely, believing the NPC had fallen for them. Even after their blood was drained, a contented smile stayed on their face. Meanwhile, the Ghost Bride's presence was unmatched. With a single glance from her mournful eyes, players fell under her spell, willingly letting themselves be consumed by the ethereal folds of her white veil. Each bride shone in her own way, captivating viewers completely. "This is the true art of killing!"