Iori Idolish7 Novels & Stories

Being actually stuck with Ozgur, I like that. See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

“I'm not Eliora.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Caupcayke&wp_originator=o6abAKlxASMRKvPqU5y8hFbTL5JEB%2B1mSit2cezx911yZ8IBeinxWqt4VO0uVHeC5TREKe2u5nEvb96z5fnRQAEDxjajU6GOA2pShAhqGRqvADgDnlA2%2FxbuHC0CIm%2Fl There's the link for Torn within, i'd really appreciate it if you check it out 🥰 Thanks once again and Love y'all❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ Your favorite noise maker –Caupcayke🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

I was desperate for us to be alone again so I could ask him one single question. Do you finally recognize me as your mate? ***** LORENZO "Eros ... are you sure?... I could swear...." "I really like that female. I want her, and she makes me feel ... strange, in a good way ... her scent gets me worked up, pulls at me, confuses me, but I think it's just strong attraction ... she ... she's not our mate..."

Viola Point of View "we accept the love we think we deserve" I nod at him, feeling relievd by his kindness, so I sit, which is when I see it - my scar. It is long, fills an entire side of my wrist, this makes me freeze, knowing it is out in the open for everyone to see, to see my ugliness. I am about to leave when he comes with a smile, placing everything before me. "This is Beans on Toast, Pot Noodles, Bourbon Biscuit and some Scotch Eggs." He says, and I give him a shaky smile, happy when he leaves.

So, this scent can only mean… “I hate it when people get comfortable in my position.” Isabel’s breathtaking voice said from behind him, clearing his suspicion. He swirled the chair around and came face to face with his beautiful mate. Her skin was smooth and spotless, free from any kind of cut or injury and perfectly tanned like the first time he saw her. Her black silken hair was neatly tied in her signature ponytail, while she gazed at him with her enchanting caramel orbs. After recovering from his surprised and speechless state, Dylan stood in front of Isabel in a flash, holding onto her hands, hoping deep down that this time he wasn’t seeing an imaginary Isabel.

Lida stood silently beside her, she felt a sadness of the man next to her, she merged into that stream of emotions, endless, endless. From that moment on, Lida made herself belong to the man next to her, sometimes she thought: "I don't know if he will force me to return my body? And if that happens, should I? Close your eyes and lie still?" Every time she asked that question, she tapped her forehead with her finger a few times to dispel the strange thought. Then she smiled wryly. Tomorrow, Ian must stand out to select and train those weak people to become an invincible warrior.

"Oriaga Niel. When are you going to stop?" ***

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.