Novel & Cerita Fuku Fuku No Mi

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

Make I want to fly through the seventh sky Mr. Chiko Fierce: To let go of my longing, don't forget tonight. Me: Yes sir Ah, fix! I'm crazy !! I could be making smiles myself like this just because of Chiko.

he complimented, "but you forget one thing." "What?" I asked nervously. "I'm quite a lot bigger than you." Using his abnormally long legs, he drove an entire tsunami over me, which pulled me under the surface. It surprised me so much that I forgot to take a breath before I was submerged, but I soon resurfaced gasping for air. He was smiling at me, tilting his head to one side.

"Yes!" Miko's beautiful face showed no emotion as she moved swiftly after Ruby. Swoosh! Ruby raised her hand, throwing a cloud of Gu poison and retreating rapidly. Miko dodged quickly, blocking Ruby’s path. "Seeking death!" Ruby was about to attack again when Miko caught her. "Let me go!" Ruby shouted, struggling. Fukuda looked at Ruby's alluring beauty mark between her eyebrows. It was like the finishing touch of a dragon. It was beautiful and moving. His heart was filled with intense joy and anticipation when he saw her tall, curvy body and figure.

POV: Beatrice “I didn’t know you were so charmed by my sparkling personality and conversational skills, Hime,” Fukui said, his voice smooth and dripping with sarcasm as he glanced up briefly from his phone. “You’re being an ass,” I retorted, the heat of frustration prickling at my cheeks. “You’re the only adult I’ve spoken to all week besides Nitta, and forgive me if that’s been less than fulfilling. And by the way, I don’t have any money, so you’ll have to pay.”

With a devil's smile and a sinister laugh, Fukitsu replied, "Hahaha! I'm in, Miles." Nori looked at me with disbelief and asked, "Master, who's Fukitsu?" I forgot! I haven't told her everything yet. "So... I named the other Miles Fukitsu to make it easier to communicate." Nori, still with disbelief in her eyes, asked again, "But Master... since you look the exact same, how am I going to distinguish the real Miles." Oh, shit. I didn't think of that. So uhh... Before I could think of a solution, Fukitsu proposed an idea.

Hell of a night for fate to get clever. Marek was already sprawled out in my study when I walked in, eyes sharp as a hawk, tracking me the second I crossed the threshold. Guy’s younger than me, built like he could break a doorframe just by leaning on it, and shocker he can’t sit still for five seconds. “You wrapped up the council early,” he said. Not a question. Zero emotion. “They’re not going to love that.” I shrugged, grabbing the whiskey. “I don’t care if they love it. They just got to listen.”

- Kurayami snarled between taking his lips, slamming in and out of him, between thrusts, strong overwhelming and deep. - Who's in charge, Tsuki Miki? – Questioned the new god. - You. - Said Tsuki Miki, while Kurayami fucked him, he came with each thrust in and out, Tsuki Miki once more. Tsuki Miki was the first to come, Kurayami, was a sex god, managed, in less than fifteen minutes to make him come, in a space, between tightening his walls around Kurayami's cock, which made him come.

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.

Mizuki said as she came out of her office that was located across from mine. Mizuki was five feet and five inches tall with skin the color of brown sugar. She had a feminine muscular form. I made her train since we started living together. I didn’t want to have to worry about her too much whenever I had to go away. She had lavender hair that went past her waist. I looked up into her light brown eyes and stopped in my tracks. From the look on her face she was already done working for the day. It couldn’t be that bad. Could it?