Izuku Has A Secret Girlfriend Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Izzy froze, "I am not in this, for a pretending couple drama." He pulled her closer again and pecked her pouty pink lips without hesitation. Izzy jerked but his grip didn't let her move even an inch. He gripped her even tighter. "From today on, I am your husband and you are my little wife. If I ever want you, then I want you...That's it..." Izzy felt paralyzed in his grip; he stared at her coldly, his eyes filled with desire that almost jerked the hell out of her.

“It was just tea. Just a cup of tea. That’s what I keep telling myself. But the truth is a sharp blade, and no matter how many times I try to dull it, it cuts me open all the same. Kara lost her pup. And I… I gave her the tea. She never suspected. Kieran never knew. But what if he finds out? What if this secret, the one I buried so deep, finally comes clawing to the surface? He’ll hate me. He’ll tear me apart. And maybe—just maybe—I should keep the secret buried to myself.” Izzy murmured to herself, glaring at the picture opposite her.

Nadine insisted, her enthusiasm unrelenting. Nadine Gomez is the quintessential wealthy, glamorous friend who often ignores academics because her family’s wealth makes it unnecessary. Her appearance always catches eyes, and she has a way of making everything seem effortless. Ayane Yosida, on the other hand, is laid-back and appears indifferent, but underneath her casual demeanor lies a surprisingly flirtatious nature. Miracle del Vera, or Mira, is the quintessential playgirl with a new boyfriend practically every week, always bouncing from one to the next with effortless ease.

"Then after that we can go both to me secret hideout." "This is like a date, huh?" "We can call it that," Izaak winked, and planted a kiss on my lips, making my cheeks heated. I lay in Izaak's bed smiling from ear to ear uncomfortably as he showered. He took a lot of restraint not to get into the shower with him. I wouldn't want him to think I'm too forward or see me differently. I know we're mates and it wouldn't matter, but right now, how Izaak sees me means a lot to me.

**Grayson’s POV** The words hung in the air, the silence loud but at the same time not. I could see how her pupils dilated when I said it. I could hear how loud her heart was racing, how thick her breaths got, how her fists tightened at her sides. She hated this. But liked it at the same time. Zinnia Maxwell was my brother’s secret girlfriend. I shouldn’t be this close to her, or trapped in a bathroom with her, or have said any of those things to her, but I was never one to follow rules.

Have you suddenly started loving your human daughter? Arthur’s nose flared at her sweet accusation. ‘Zenith literally ordered us not to give a single scratch on Violet, Nikita. He will be returning here tomorrow to announce his decision. We must not disappoint him.’ He answered. Nikita was equally distressed as her husband now. The wheels in her mind reeled and she recalled how Zenith’s Beta was staring at Violet. She knew he already had a wife. Probably, he wanted to keep Violet as his mistress. Many wolves who couldn't be satisfied with their mates take whores. She glanced at her husband once again and shared the piece of information with him.

“Wick’s got this. It’ll be okay.” I turned to look incredulously at her, and she smiled brightly. “I’m Izzy, by the way. Wick’s sister. It’s so nice to finally meet you.” What? Why did she say finally? I blinked, only to whirl my attention back to the door as Wick jerked it open enough to fill the entrance with the entire width of his body. Then he growled, “Stop pounding on this door before I break your fucking throwing arm, asshole.” My eyebrows shot up, only for me to gasp and jerk backward when Topher’s voice tore into the room. “Get out of my way, Webster. I need to talk to my girlfriend.”

Because he so want to make her his girlfriend and he can’t wait anymore. ***** Zahir found Izzy under the huge tree in their college. She was sitting there simply staring ahead with blank eyes. Zahir sat near her. "Izzy," he called out softly. "Zahir," she said and he grinned at her. "Heyy... How did you guess?" Zahir asked, trying to cheer her up which simply backfired. "It was easy. Zian just left for his romantic ride," Izzy said with a self pitying laugh. "Sweetheart, you are a very beautiful girl. Inside out." Zahir said only to earn a glare in return.

Izzy’s eyes went wide, her own mouth covered by his hand as she felt his hands move underwater, cupping both sides of her hips, kneading firmly. “Seth!” She protested strongly as one hand slid beneath the thin fabric of her bikini bottom. She could only squeeze his arms in response while he slipped a few fingers inside and started teasing her intimately. Panicked, she glanced at their friends who were still busy having fun, unaware. Izzy felt her strength drain as he whispered in her ear: “I love this cake better, Isabel…”

[This chapter contains mature content. It also includes kinky//BDSM//Dd/lg stuff, so if it’s not your type then you can skip over and it wouldn’t really make a difference to the storyline. Thank you.] Isabelle’s Point of View: We pulled over to Achilles’ apartment and went inside in a rush. It took a lot for me to control myself from kissing him right then and there outside his place, but it probably wouldn’t be a decent image running around in public.