Izuku X Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

(Well in a way she is a pervert) Kazuma just feels awed by the words and action of Issei. And he started taking mental note in case he will get a girlfriend of his own. So he can retell Issei's word to impress his girlfriend. (If he ever finds one) Aqua still feeling out of it because she came into contact with Issei's bloodlust at point blank range. Issei - Oy. You useless Goddess there. Aqua voice is kinda squeaked because she got surprised by Issei suddenly calling her.

Izzy’s body trembled with exhaustion, reeling from the previous weeks’ brutal games, where she'd been forced to endure arrow after arrow. Anika extended her arms, and Xanthea swiftly helped remove her bracelet before rolling up the sleeve. With her gaze focused on Izzy, Anika wove her fingers together, channeling the arcane energy to lift a chain from the ground. The chain danced to her fingers’ commands, wrapping around Izzy’s body as she extended her arms, binding Izzy’s arms tightly to her torso. Izzy's mouth hung open, but her scream was caught in her throat. Her eyes turned a deep shade of red.

“You’re not a Luna, Takuri. You don’t get to pick both.” Izumi took a step forward. “Rin, let’s talk about this properly—” “I don’t want to talk,” Rin snarled. “I want to stop pretending like you two don’t disgust me.” And with that, he stormed out, ignoring the stunned faces of the other teammates. **** Meanwhile, back near Kujin Tai’s locker room, Midorin Haizen sat on a bench, tying the laces of his shoes slowly, methodically. His face was unreadable, green eyes distant.

I'm left alone here. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I feel sorry for Mizu, but on the other hand I'm laughing because of their crazy behavior? Kazuo-kai and Mizu, they're like Tom and Jerry. See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

“Depends on what kind. Chatura only has one friend, and her name is Rani. Besides, there is too much of an age gap for the two of you to become friends. It’s already weird enough to have a friend two decades older than you. It’s weirder if they are female on top of that. I think you have enough girls hovering around you. If you add Chatura to that list, you would be known as a shameless man who accepts any female into your harem from eight to eighty.” Eight? Zen was about to retort, but when Damian started singing about strawberry ice cream in the same way Yelena sometimes did in her native tongue, he realised what the cyborg was referring to. “There is no harem!” Zen quickly denied and punc

I asked. "Cool, we're just fucking. Wait, how did you know?" Izzy asked. "Oh come on, Izzy, I'm not a fool and of course I know we both have the same taste in men." I whispered against her lips and she snorted a laugh. "What about Harley?" I hesitantly asked and she chuckled, "she's a little too much for me to handle," Izzy gave me a lopsided smile, "but we go at it every now and again."

“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Izzy? Just looking at you makes me forget the rest of the world exists.” Her laughter softened, replaced by a tender smile. “You’re impossible, you know that?” "For you, I’ll be whatever you want." The next morning, Dante was running late for a meeting, but his mind wasn’t on his agenda. It was on Izzy, who was standing in their bedroom, pinning her hair up in a loose bun. She was wearing a simple blouse and pencil skirt, but to Dante, she looked like she had just walked off the cover of a magazine.

Lupa whimpered in my head, knowing the amount of pain that would cause both Izzy and Damian, "Are you sure?" Izzy closed her eyes as she nodded her head, "He had his chance .... if he didn't want me back then for who I was, he doesn't deserve me now just because his stupid Moon Goddess says I'm the one ....." "The Moon Goddess has her reasons," Lupa grumbled, taking offense to Izzy's words. Izzy looked over at me with wide eyes, realizing how what she said must have sounded. "No! That's not what I mean! I just mean that if he didn't want me without the bond ....."

The Sex Slave Exchange Student Kristen is so excited to have the exchange student living in her house. The naughty story ideas are bursting through the kinky girl's mind. They whisper to her almost from beyond, like a sinful spirit is enjoying watching her change the world. Niku Sakurajima is a shy but very busty girl. Soft-spoken. Demure. Her long, black hair falls down her back, and her bangs fall over her eyes, almost hiding her from the world. She's gravitated to Sheila, sharing a room with Kristen's older sister for the stay.

Marchessa looked at Izzy with a gleam of hatred, her eyes shooting darts. “Many a shifter has met an unfortunate accident in Daikon. I would hate for that to happen to you,” Marchessa said, looking in Izzy’s eyes as she spoke. “Oh dear, either you do speak to outsiders or you no longer consider me one, whichever the cast may be, I am pleased to see you no longer need to use a thirteen year old to relay your message. That must be exhausting,” Izzy said as she leaned against the table watching Marchessa. She took a bite of her roll and chewed slowly, keeping her eye on the dark-haired girl.