Cute Undertale Sans Novels & Stories

" Luther growled angrily, trying to take over but Alpha Luciano prevailed. He ran his hands on her thighs,his eyes scanning her entire body. He kissed her deeply, sliding his tongue inside her mouth, he made sure to taste every corner. He placed a kiss on her boobs, then her tummy before proceeding to pull down her underwear. He smirked seeing how pinky and neat her Vagina was. It was pleasant to him, using his index finger he rubbed her slowly but steadily. He looked at her and increased rubbing her, he slid his two fingers into her and she unconsciously moaned.

It went in the ascending order of bronze, silver, gold, platinum, prince, king, honor, supreme, and legend, with the finders of the Merc Union being legend rank themselves, each of whom were Emperor rank in cultivation! After Caleb, Fafnir picked the call sign 'Famine', Oxley picked the call sign 'War', and Bigby picked 'Plague'. The receptionist giggled as she registered them. "Well those are some interesting names… It's like you are all intent on bringing the apocalypse!" "Hehe! They are cool names!" Oxley chuckled. "Oh, and what shall the party name be?" the receptionist asked. "Let's go with the Undertakers," Caleb said calmly, suddenly remembering something the Coffin said. "And our mot

“What is wrong with you?” “She’s covered in paint.” I shrugged and could almost see smoke coming from her ears. This was way too much fun. “You might want to work harder on your image.” She sneered. “Maybe you can help me then,” I said, faking excitement. “What do you think a luna is supposed to look like exactly?” “Try to carry yourself with some dignity. Alphas grow tired of their mates rather quickly.” I wanted to slap the smirk off her face, but her daughter was right there. And even though this little girl was her mother’s accessory, it was still her mother.

But as I turned to leave, my foot caught on something—Medina’s outstretched leg. I crashed to the floor with a loud thud. My gown rode up, exposing my thighs. Drake’s gaze fell on me, his eyes lingering on the small tattoo etched into my skin. It wasn’t just any tattoo—it was the mark my mother had given me, my little “guardian angel.” I quickly pulled my gown down, covering myself. Drake’s eyes flickered with recognition before he turned away, his expression unreadable. Medina smirked, satisfied with her handiwork. She had tripped me on purpose.

But Brayden could still see the glowing red eyes through the piercing darkness. "Demon! What have you done? And where is my cousin?" Brayden tried to yell these words but they only came as a hushed mumble. He knew the voice he tried to give only made his words sound less than intimidating. This took most of his strength as he fell forward bracing himself with his hands. He tried crawling to a sword to use what strength he had left to finalize his attack.

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We prepared for an attack but the 7 wolves in human forms in front of us did not look like them would be fighting any time soon. I gasped when I saw Bennett walking in the middle completely naked with bruises everywhere carrying what looked like a small child in his arms. His friend, Lucas I think, was bleeding from a gash on his head and was fawning over the child Bennett was holding. The other 5 wolves in human form looked malnourished and had various marks all over their bodies.

some of the class groaned, complaining why they had to go to a cold country with weird festivals. “I also heard that the Silvenian winter wear is like no other. You could still look all good with warm clothes,” Hayden tried to settle the complaining students then looked in Avery's direction again. “We still have another Silvenian here. Lady Leath?” Everybody settled down after Hayden mentioned the famous noble. Of course, who would forget the most famous noble was a Silvenian? Everyone anticipated Leath's response, even Avery and Aric waited for her to answer. Leath stared at Hayden first, trying to figure out what's behind the small smirk that he's hiding.

Now the fur was gone from my skin, but I was still traumatized. "You should answer when an Alpha asks you," reprimanded Rutherford, and I sighed. "So, she's Luna?" I said, pointing to the annoying girl who was staring at me with disgust. "Prospective Luna," Rutherford corrected, while Ikaros answered with a short 'yes.' "I understand now," I said coldly. So, this guy touched me just for his own pleasure, because he already had that snobbish woman as his partner. "Do you want some bread, perhaps? You look really pale and unhealthy," Rutherford said, ignoring the cold tone in my voice.

I almost never transform so I have no idea how to fight with it' ##############