Female Zamasu Novels & Stories

he said tucking her into bed "Please tell me more. Did Kazan drink the celestial liquid?" Zuri was silent before responding. "Unfortunately Sham. He did not." "But why uncle Zuri? Did he want to die too?" "No Sham. It was not that way. When Leeta gave Kazan that liquid, they did not know that they were NOT alone in that cave." "Really uncle? Who else was there?" "A woman. That cave was her territory. She was the most powerful sorceress amongst the five kingdoms of Zaraj. She had enticing looks and a seductive smile. She was cunning and sly. She was nicknamed the sly fox, because that is what she was."

This is actually the Pantheon of the Gods. Izanami: (A 10 ft tall woman with shoulder length black hair, a very slim figure and Asian-looking face seems to stare aloofly at Syren. Then simply waving a hand at him, causing his body to begin to decay and wither away into dust.) "I have no more use of you pawn. Your life essence will be enough for me to return to this world. Thank you for your patronage." Dantzler: (Not skipping a beat, as he was already running up to her ready to fight. He dive rolls on the ground once and jumps straight up, attempting to uppercut her on the chin.) "Impact Rising!!!"

Jasmine being the primarily ingredient. It gets stronger with each step we take, reaching its peak when we are only about 20 steps away from her. My eyes can’t help but take her in eagerly, she is absolutely perfect. Zaire is getting bothered and restless as well, which I thought was just because she is the only female dragon. Until she turns her head and her eyes lock with mine. ‘MATE!!!!!’.

I say loudly before looking over to lock eyes with the burgundy she-devil staring at me. The machine beeps as Zalu moves it over me, and I hear her sigh in relief. "Krystal is pure. Now Zor," Zalu says, and Zor looks alarmed for a moment before standing up from her bed. "You faked it. There is no way. I demand a retest," Zor yells, and one of the female witnesses growls. Her muscles strain as she steps toward Zor, and I realize that she is the biggest female Kea I have ever seen. Her muscles rival some of the smaller males, and she seems hardened somehow.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

"I saw that child." "What child?" Dark asked with a confused look. "Not a child anymore," Amaya said, shaking her head, getting up to her feet so that she could stand behind him. She was a beautiful demon, the prettiest amongst the other demons and taller than every female demon. Her 5'8 would put some demons to shame. Her shoulder length dark hair was a replica of Dark. "A woman now." "Who is it?" "Raziah." A sharp intake of breath from Dark could be heard in the room.

Peace mom said and he just smiled. Chaos looked at his wrist watch for as second as a sweet and soft voice called his name. “Chaos…you’re here.” Peace said as Chaos looked at her. Chaos was so shocked that he just stared at her for a minute not even uttering any words, he was hearing their mom’s giggles beside him but it didn’t bother him. Peace is wearing a red silk of shoulder long gown with a very high slit on the right side of her legs, it really makes Peace beauty stand out even more and as for make up his makeup is just so light and just a simple jewelries she is wearing but what makes Chaos shock even more is because of Peace mask, it’s the same as him.

"Ugh, I am so embarrassed." "No you aren't," Christine counters firmly. "You are a fierce, fiery female wolf. You take what your body desires from males and you don't apologize for it. Now tell us!" Jasmine lifts her head slowly, her cheeks flushed crimson. "Obviously, my core medium is moonstone, and our assignment was to carve a piece depicting The Unattainable Peak." "Okay..." I say, completely unsure where this is heading. "So," Jasmine says, gently rocking the baby, "I chose to sculpt the raw female climax."

It was very ruthless and a resolute punishment of Xiaza that she always used to traitors that have the guts to betray her and harm her. The silly zombie also gaze back at her when he notices Xia looking at himself, their gaze clashes bringing an unfamiliar and familiar electricity with each other. The gaze of the two became deep, their eyes never shifting away and the little black iris in the dull eyes of the zombie and the honeyed coloured phoenix eyes of the little girl swirled like a storm as if challenging which one has the strongest and influential gaze that can attract the two of them and will be the first to admit defeat.

It was uncommon for her to praise someone so openly and not the war god. “Why are you scared?” she asks yet again. Damon stares at her for a few seconds before sitting up and pulling her along with him. He lets her head lay on his tights while he watches the waves hit the shore and returns. “You got your wolf, and she is beautiful.” Damon smiles looking down at Seranda who hurriedly sits up staring blankly at her mate not sure of how to respond. “I don't have a wolf… I was not born to get one... I am a slave, a sacrificial lamb for the soul of Zeranda " Damon just chuckles.