Novel & Cerita Izuku Trains Seriously Fanfiction

I looked at the fanfiction books, the romance novels, and the other books filed with depressed characters, "I think the negative energy that I've been gathering in my room is what makes my room susceptible with the negative energy that Rian already gave me." Izzy looked at the books she was holding, and rechecked the books. I also looked at every book cover that I could, and saw that my analyzation was right. I surrounded myself with books that didn't help me face the reality I had, and taught me to run away from reality.

Izzy had a dreamy look as she said this. Her comments made me squirm. Double what? Anal sex? What's her deal with werewolves? Yes, as you can see. They're insane, as I already stated. Imagine my surprise when Mera presented me with a fresh new pink vibrator as a token of her friendship. And it was only been two days since I had met her. I won't pretend that I haven't considered using it. I am tempted, but haven't allowed myself to use it.

Cannon couldn’t seem to argue that point, so he rolled his eyes and grumbled around before mumbling, “It still would’ve been better if you’d put me in a rock band or something.” Izzy sighed impatiently. “How about I put you in a rock band that you join after graduating from college in a story titled…” Pausing dramatically, she lifted her hands as if to display a door plate. Then she winked at him and said, “Relishing the Rush?” He narrowed his eyes. “You are not writing a story about me too.” “Oh, come on. Be a sport,” Izzy taunted, grinning and flitting her fingers across his abdomen, making him suck in a breath and back away from her. “Don’t you want a happily ever after too, Cannon?”

“His weakness.” Kimmelly narrowed her eyes. “Kara.” Izzy nodded, satisfaction curling in her chest. “She resembles his dead mate, Leo wants Kara, he doesn't love her, he is just obsessed with her .” Kimmelly crossed her arms. “And what’s your plan? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you just poked a sleeping beast with a very sharp stick.” “I’m giving him exactly what he wants,” Izzy said, stretching her arms above her head. “The chance to destroy Zarek but he declined, he wants his head which is impossible to get.”

Julian's POV "What the fuck has gotten into you, Izzy?" I cursed out, taking careful steps towards her. "Nothing, baby. Have I done anything wrong other than make myself comfortable in my best friend's room?" she purred softly, still maintaining her position, spreading her legs wider like she had not already crossed a line.

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What choice would Izzy make when her two worlds finally collided?

“What are you doing, Izaya?” Izaya, who also loved the youngest so much, didn't pay any attention as much as he thought. He merely stared at them with anger raging in his eyes. He could tell that he had been bitten on his own. Folded his arms over his chest, Hisoka giggled like a psycho. “You should not give your face to them.” “But I still did.” “Yeah, a beginner's mistake.” “Wrong. Things wouldn’t turn out like this if I were to be firm with them.”

His whole length buried every time he thrust makes Izzy moan in pleasure burying her nails in Fabian's flesh. She shivered collapsing on Fabian's body but he was kind enough to prolong her ecstasy still pumping his manhood making Izzy bite his flesh satiated. Izzy never felt this kind of intense pleasure. It was different and one of a kind they had that will mark in her mind not to let him go.

I laughed, “Your secret is safe with me.” As we talked, I kept staring at my mate. She is so still, her face looks pale, and I’m not used to holding her hand with no reaction from her. She always holds on tight to me. I wish there had been a way to know who she was going to be fighting. We might have been able to prepare her more for it. Fighting Lycans is a very rare occurrence in our world. We are very close to being the same species, they are just way bigger and stronger than us. We are faster during fights, and Izzy figured out very early that speed was going to be her best weapon. She didn’t give Rita time to think about her next move. I know breaking ribs is a regular thing in our worl

It's like a plot straight out of those books and movies I've always adored – the classic friends-to-enemies-to-lovers trope. I've always found the tension and drama of such narratives intriguing. They start as the best of friends, inseparable, only to be torn apart by some colossal issue. The animosity that follows is palpable, filling the plot with heated arguments, subtle glances, and unspoken feelings. It's a rollercoaster of emotions, and right now, Izzy and Lucas are riding that tumultuous journey in her room.