Fiesty の小説・ストーリー

“Leave me alone. Haven’t you done enough?” Faye laughed. “Being heartbroken makes you feisty, doesn’t it?” The girls behind her snickered. Faye was one of the few powerful she-wolves in the shifter region. It made her popular, protected and entitled. She was my polar opposite. “I can’t do this right now, Faye,” I spat. She crossed her arms over her red bunny bodysuit that had been discarded on the floor while my mate rammed her from behind. The images flashed in my mind, creating a new wave of nausea.

Then she sat upright immediately. “But why didn't he have an introduction?” “A name you mean.” “Those are their names? I thought that was just their description. Like, what they're made up of. Because I somehow got that aura from them before they spoke the words.” “They're named based on what they do. Fury comes up when I'm so angry and kill mode has been activated. Fierce comes up when I'm ready to do something that takes bravery, guts and determination. It's that confident and extremely powerful part of me.”

A feminine one. Shit.

I couldn’t see the participants clearly, but their shifter eyes had no problem. I smiled, about to walk away, when another spoke, making me freeze. “I prefer Alpha Ford’s type of hot,” he whispered, fanning himself. “He gives rich, cold, daddy energy. The type that talks you through it and all….” They all practically moaned. My brows nearly disappeared into my hairline. I bit my lips in time to stop the laughter that almost burst out of me. “Yeah, he is his own level of flaming,” the first woman said. “But you have to admit Alpha Fabian gives ‘throw you against the wall and ruin your life’ energy.”

I can’t hear them talking but I think that’s about getting Felassi. I saw the man laugh and Celeste turned into a lion out of anger. Just a few minutes later she punched it hard in the chest. Celeste gasped because of what she had done. Celeste's significant move was made by her again. That’s one of Celeste’s most famous moves especially when she’s furious and can’t control herself.

he remarked pompously, and I knew he was one of The Black Mafia, Jackson informed me they are pompous, arrogant, and nasty, and I made a mental of it. "You're so full of yourself," I say. "That's because girls swooped down on me like a bird." He went on to say. "Oh hate to irritate your ego, but I am not one of them, now get lost," I grumbled. So fucking obnoxious bastard. "I like your fierceness." He sat down and ordered a drink as well. "And, by the way, you have the most piercing stone grey eyes I've ever seen. I adore it." "Is it a compliment I should appreciate?" I inquired.

Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me. Am 18. Neither tall nor short, have long black hair, blue ocean eyes, pink lips and possess a super power. I have the ability to heal anything. Cool right??. I checked the time on my phone screen and sigh, i don't wish to be late. I tossed away the blanket from my body and stood up, I head towards my bathroom and had a nice bath. The warm running did a really good job on my skin. After bathing, I cleaned myself with my towel and applied body lotion. I got dressed in my favorite blue bib jumpsuit and white sneakers, I packed up my hair in a high ponytail before I glanced back at the mirror. Yeah am ready.

she said, wagging her finger. Everyone laughed. “Ohhhhhhkay then. Go,” Angie finally shouted. I opened the black velvet box, which clearly was from some expensive jewelry store. My jaw fell as I saw a gold bracelet, with a little bar encrusted with diamonds … that spelled out “Feisty.” We all gasped at the same time, in shock. “Now, who’s ready to start this day off right,” Angie shouted, raising her glass. My eyes practically bugged out of my head. How the hell does it get better … from here?

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

She tried to look pissed, but she couldn't and ended up smiling sheepishly at him, and he could see that she was a little embarrassed by the color in her cheeks. "I did give you a head start" he said, "You took off before I did. Besides I wasn't the one who asked for this, you wanted to prove how fast you were and now here we are. You are the fastest" Isabella shook her head. "But you know there was no way I could have beaten you. You should have given me more time" "So now you admit that I'm faster?" he said her, "A few minutes ago you didn't." "Get off me. You are such a big Bully"