Harry Potter Ryujin Jakka Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A sharp pain pierces my leg and I feel something warm dripping. But the worst part of everything is what lies in front of my eyes, as the jackal pulls my leg holding tightly onto it, Ayumi is shaking on the ground, Bob is chanting something that sounds like a magic spell although it doesn't seem to be working. Helena cautiously approaches with trembling hands, Luke just watches the scene as he walks slowly. The only one who ran to my aid was Hiraku.

Harry enraged but slowly told Jack. " It will take five minutes. " He said and went with him. The girl didn't move an inch. The room was spinning. I rested my head on his chest, " Hey! You okay, Love. " Harry whispered, curling his arm around my waist. I was looking at that girl, " I don't know. " I whispered. I was feeling worse. ' I've already seen the hell of this world in that club. This is another kind of torture. '

I hear Ryna scream as he runs into the room, followed by warriors. “I WILL RIP HIS THROAT OUT IF YOU DON’T LET ME OUT OF THIS CELL!” I roar again, turning Harry so that he faces Ryna, my claws still on his throat. “Enyo, this isn’t like you!” Ryna yells. “Please let him go! Once the heat subsides, you’ll feel better!” I take Harry’s left arm and break it, filling the room with his screams. “ENOUGH, ENYO!” Ryna screams again.

Steel met fire—and fire won. The explosion of light threw him back across the platform, where he landed in a heap, groaning but conscious. Ryu moved in a blink, pressing a clawed foot against Harry’s chest, holding him down. “It’s over,” Ryu growled, low and final. Harry spat blood, laughing weakly. “Over? This… is just the beginning. You don’t even know what you’ve started.” I stepped closer, my voice steady and cold. “Then we’ll finish it. Together.”

To be truly honest, I wanted no part in what Haruto plans to do as I felt it was over the top but I knew there was nothing I could do to change his mind. Next stop was Yua's . I didn't want to apologize for what I did as I didn't feel an ounce of guilt or remorse but Ryu said to do it so I will do it. As I drove, I thought of what Ryu had in store for me. What would he cook? Would he feed me as usual? What would I even wear? I read online that some guys were into cross dressers but that wasn't my thing. Though, if Ryu wanted me to wear a skirt and wiggle my ass for him, I had no doubt that I would. As long as he loves it. Besides, turning him on was never a problem. I just wondered what kind

Weren’t these supposed to be easy to remove? Ryuu crouched down, gripping the hem with firm hands and pulling them off in one smooth motion. His touch was brief, impersonal, but my skin tingled where his fingers had been. "Thanks," I mumbled, too tired to think about why that simple action left my pulse unsteady. He adjusted the pillow beneath my head, and my eyes started to drift shut. But then his fingers moved through my hair. "What are you doing?" I murmured, already half-asleep.

55: Hiro - Migraine? Hiro It may have been chilly when Maka put the blanket over us, but the completely fucked up image of me eating out Ayame has my skin beading with heat, and my staff at full attention in my belt line. ‘Probably too tight for all that, cousin,’ Iken’s chuckle brings a whole new level of depraved in my brain. It’s none other than Ren holding her legs open by the knees for me to feel her tight gripping muscles suck in my tongue while I play with her ass to get her ready for double penetration.