Constantine Cartoon Novels & Stories

His friend ate so fast that it only took him a couple of minutes to finish everything he put on the plate. “What now?” he reminded him as Constantine drank the water until its last drop. Constantine stood up, leaving him on the table. “I will tell you while we look around in this carnival.” Constantine walked ahead, so he followed him, shaking his head while observing the stalls on their way. There was a crowd during that afternoon, which was why the never-ending noise wafted in the air. No one bumped into them as they walked. People moved to the left and right even though Xurden was doing nothing special. Constantine smiled widely as he checked every stall. His eyes were glistening with hap

Constantine laughed as he said to Zoey, "Sect Master Jenn, you are really decisive, but I do not want to hurt you as you are so beautiful. Let's compete on something else!" Constantine's vision made Zoey feel unhappy, but she still opened her mouth and said, "What do you want to compete on?" The corner of Constantine's lips lifted with a sense of evil. "Since this is related to the Crystal Fairy Grass, let's have a competition in elixir production."

Constantine scents so good and there's something about his scent that just draws you in, it was manly but it was still so good. He opened my legs and trailed his fingers from my thighs to my cunt. He touches my panties "You flaunted my orders little angel" he lifts me up and puts me on his desk. "Sir you're my boss and nothing else you have no right to tell me not to wear my underwear, it his highly inappropriate" I say with annoyance looking straight into his eyes "No right?" he smirks and begins to rub my clit with my panties still on. " I have every right" Constantine says and rips of my panties shredding it into tiny pieces. My mouth falls open in surprise.

Constantine’s younger siblings were confused about the urgent meeting that had been called out. “What’s happening?”, Lady Minerva asked. “Constantine messed everything up, sit down, all of you”, Mr. Victor said angrily. “Where’s Constantine?!” Constantine showed up. His eyes were red and teary, his skin was pale, and his body don’t have the strength to move faster. His mother can’t do any, she watched Constantine as he walked from the door and sat on the chair. “Your good son made the company go bankrupt because he trusted a certain employee,” Mr. Victor said with his gritted teeth.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

The journey to Constantine's domain had been tense, our small group of rebels marching with determined steps. As we reached the entrance of her domain, guarded by imposing stone statues, Cain took the lead, his gaze focused and his demeanor unwavering. The entrance guards eyed us warily, but upon recognizing Cain, they stepped aside, allowing us passage. The grandeur of Constantine's domain was evident in the intricate architecture and the air of power that surrounded it. We were ushered into the main chamber, where Constantine awaited us. She was seated on a lavish throne-like chair, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of curiosity and calculation. Her attention seemed to flicker between me an

I genuinely think that Constantine means well and she's just probably disappointed with me because I still did what she told me not to—and associated myself with the royal family. “That's strange, don't you think?”Nadine asked behind me. “Girls, I don't know if I should say this because it's baseless humor from many years ago...”Kim trailed off with a thoughtful look on her face. “You already said it, so might as well spill it!”Carla groaned and shook her body. “Okay. Okay! Sheesh! Stop shaking me!” We all looked expectantly at Kim and she made sure no one was around before she motioned for us to come closer.

Prince Jude gently rubbed the back of his head while smiling and as for Prince Leo, he seemed to be scolding Prince Jude. We heard another loud explosion, that’s why we looked at Lady Clementine, whose eyes are now open and there’s only 20 minotaurs left. We saw the minotaurs kneeled in front of her, then she shook hands with the minotaur in the middle. Lady Clementine opened the gate, then the minotaurs entered it. After a few minutes, they are all gone. Lady Clementine used her power to lift the corpses of the minotaurs and what shocked us is that she stored it in a jar. She used her power to shrink the corpses of the minotaurs that she killed, then put them in a jar.

Constantine removed the pike and stabbed Syd’s throat but as he did, he didn’t see that Declan had sneaked up on him and just as he was about to get up his neck snapped and Declan ripped off his neck. “No!!!” I screamed, my shout alerted Iris who kicked Liam and got to Declan who found himself on the ground too. Nelson joined him and they held each leg and stretched Declan dividing him into two halves while he was still alive. Constantine was a father to both of them, Iris he adopted while Nelson had married his daughter Natalya. “Holy shit, these guys are mean. I’m out of here.” I heard Liam say and was gone in a flash. “Quite playing, Let’s finish them off.” Paul told Mike, they had both t

It was Alexander and Constantine, who once discussed about the possibility of the existence of heaven on earth, and now they're discussing human behavior. "Alexander, Charles Darwin was right! Just look at the way the patients behave and what they discuss. They have monkey behavior! They communicate in monkey language! They only think about how to fill their stomachs. Of course, they will not forget to discuss politics, which they do not understand a damn thing. That's what they want to achieve in life? They don't want anything. They are ready for the rest of their days to look at the ceiling and fantasize about their fictional achievements. Who do they think they are? They don't even consid