Doflamingo X Luffy Novels & Stories

I grab his hair and yank him down into a passionate kiss, pouring every bit of love I feel into it. “Me too,” I whisper against his lips. “I love you so much, James.” In one swift motion, he flips me onto my stomach. I gasp as he spanks my ass. The sting is making me moan with need. He grabs my waist and pulls me up onto all fours, sliding back inside me from behind with a grunt. “This pussy is mine.” He slams into me, grabbing my hair. “You’re mine.” I scream his name, smiling contentedly. The sound of water and our bodies colliding is filling the room like music—waves crashing against the yacht as he crashes into me with the same unstoppable force.

This Kingdom is known to be composed of 25 divisions, their territory is expanding by simply killing and occupying territories of other kingdom. The second is the Sucking Blood Clan ruled by Alpha Flamingo Ronald Armenia, this has to be the weirdest werewolf clan because the way they take life of their enemy is not only by blood fights. They have this habitual mark whenever they kill their opponents, they use fake fangs to leave a bitemark to their opponent's neck. This clan is the 'wannabe vampires'.

I sigh trying to make it seem like he might have a chance even though I knew I wanted to get as far from him as possible. “Are you sure about that? You're talking to me now.” He smirked down at me. I wanted to step away from him, he clearly was insane but at the same time I couldn’t let the blue moon pack lose their alpha over me; I took a step towards Luccas causing Wayne to move some to not be in direct line of attack between us. “Well, that is true Luccus but the truth is it is causing a lot of questions, how safe could that be for you?” I ask batting my eyes like I had seen girls do to try and find boyfriends before their mates. I hoped I looked like I was flirting but he repulsed me so

Grabbing my hand and spreading my fingers with his. “So, ‘F’ stands for Friend.” He said flexing my thumb towards the inside of my palm. “Hmhm…” I hummed. “L for Love.” This time he flexed my index finger. “A for affection.” He went to my middle finger. I was watching him quietly as he bent my fingers one by one almost making them a fist. “E denotes Enemy,” he said flexing my pinky after skipping a finger. “What? I am your enemy?” I asked him pouting.

She said in italian, affixing her tone to show who had sovereign over who in that situation. “Why you… little b*tch.” Rose clicked her tongue, and raised her hand high aiming to slap Ella across the face, she was beyond angry, she was humiliated by this little witch as she calls her. But the look on Ella’s face told her otherwise and she froze on the spot.

Finally, she allowed a thin smile to tug at her lips. "She doesn't know Viona's identity, I'll make use of her, My pack would kill me" "Fine," Flora said, her tone edged with steel. "Let's see if you're as useful as you claim." The pact was silent, sealed not by trust but by shared spite. A mutual cause but only one taking the fall, in case of a failed mission.

No humor. I watched him flip another page, still hunting for a miracle. The plan hadn’t changed: I drink poison, the four siphoners—Chloe, Samantha, and their twins—drain my power fast enough to feed it into Freya without the Flame burning her alive. She channels it to seal the barrier and push improvements through—fertile soil, clean water on the other side—so the next Flame bearer doesn’t inherit starving, furious people. I leave notes. That’s it.

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.