Cookie Run Humans の小説・ストーリー

I explained their symptoms as we entered the main room. All the girls were lounging around. Andromache and Hesione were working on curing the human flesh of the last criminal I killed this morning. We’d run out of meat, and well, so long as they didn’t know the person or see the,m, they’ve all said they’d be willing to try human meat to survive. Eurymedusa was actually the first to say she’d eat it. It was odd when she picked some cured meat off my plate last night and seemed to delight in the taste.

The pleasant aroma as it approaches causes him to close his eyes. Mate! - growled his wolf. “Yes,” he said, confirming that he had found his Luna. Unfortunately, there was something odd about her. And he quickly clenched his palm into a fist upon noticing something strange about the female. She is a human...

“She stinks… Her scent is so disgusting, it makes me wanna throw up, how I hate humans.” Why do they keep talking about humans like aliens? What do they mean when they say that? Who are they and why do they distance themselves from ‘the humans’? Why do they hate me so much? I could feel a faint voice inside of my head calling for help at that moment. I heard a violent growl that sent me to my knees out of fear. This made Monica and her friends run away hurriedly almost like they saw a ghost. I tightly clutched my hands on my chest and cried profusely, whatever it was, it was going to eat me up, I was too scared I couldn’t even turn around to look at it. I began to feel that same pull I felt

Narrator’s POV. “Any updates?”, the alpha king’s scruffy voice asked, he had still not gotten over the human’s choice of weapons- they had become smarter, much smarter than two hundred years ago. They were absolutely defenseless then but now, they had had two whole centuries of mastering werewolves without the species having a clue about it. Fredrick could sense the waves of unease rolling off his king’s back, he knew he had to calculate his next words very well, “The humans will be here in half an hour”,

She clicked on the last one. The picture enlarged and the text below it read something about another human hunger strike. If only that would actually work. Instead, it just seemed to solve the problem, at least in the hybrids' eyes. Less humans, less whiners. What they needed was someone to take action. She flicked sideways to the next story. "Human/Hybrid relation meeting bombed." Now that was more like it. Maybe bombing the relations building wasn't the right approach, but hey, at least someone was doing something. She scrolled down through the story. Three humans were at large for the attack. One looked familiar for some reason. She quirked her lips slightly. Her brow furrowing in thought

"What do you mean, it's possible?" "I mean, Alo could be mated to a human." Harper grins triumphantly. "So it isn't impossible! Maybe Alo just feels intuitively that we're fated to be together." "Harper, no, you can't jump to conclusions. Alo knows nothing." I turn my back to her and ask Harvey quietly, "How can Alo be mated to a human?" Harvey is about to answer, but Harper topples him by announcing, "I want Alo to come back. He can explain himself."

Both women laughed at him. Karan laughed at him before asking if he wanted to come play. As always, Pagan declined the offer. Karan and Cookie’s marriage wasn’t exactly open, but it wasn’t monogamous either. They both had sexual appetites that required additional partners. But they never played without the other.

Social media was ablaze with hashtags like #LunaLune and #BabyAiden, celebrating the new family. Meanwhile, humans responded with a mix of excitement and intrigue. Some saw the image as a fairy tale unfolding before their eyes—a human woman loved by a powerful werewolf. Others expressed disbelief and skepticism, unsure of how to reconcile their understanding of werewolves with the reality of Lune and Arlo's life. News anchors speculated on the implications of their union, while others celebrated the blending of two worlds.

He nuzzled her neck, sniffing her shoulders like he couldn't get enough of her. Why was he acting so cute today? He met her gaze but she looked away, focusing on the carrots she picked up and started to cut. “How did it start? Luna must be really crossed with me,” she chuckled. “it was my fault-” “Don't say that,” he kissed her neck. “It had nothing to do with you. Those humans,” he narrowed his eyes. “It seems the government was right about the new experiment some delusional humans have in mind.”