Jin Sagami Novels & Stories

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

Daire stood up and looked between the two of us. “Precisely!” Cadogen leaned back “Although, It seems she is Tied stronger to you. Well, not quite” Anger flashed across Daire’s face. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Please leave. Daire makes me happy. He is the best man I have ever met. He is so great with Cedar. I don’t care if I am also connected to you. I only want to be with him.” I pointed at Daire. Cadogen stood up slowly. Suddenly he was back to the person I had met on that fateful night. He bowed to me

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

Damon: I could still feel it, the bond. The one that should not exist. The one that didn’t belong to her. The one that I knew that I already had, I did not reject Sienna. At least the rejection did not work. Our daughter being born was proof of it not working. If it did, then Isla not be here. This bond was not broken, I knew that. Was not. I could still feel her, She could feel me. Then how would I have another mate? How would that be possible?

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂ Kagemoto Kazama. The name alone was enough to tighten my chest, but I didn’t let it show. I kept my expression exactly how it was, calm, polite, almost amused, even though my fingers twitched slightly at my side where the vial Phil had given me rested, hidden and waiting.

It's telling me that there is something unusual about the auras these men emit. “ Yeah, it's her,” Santino voice is flat. He fixes me with a bored look. “ She must be brave if she thinks she can murder a dragon with a fork.” The rugged one laughs, and my eyes shoot back to him. He putts a large cigar to his lips, he takes a drag and the tip of glows orange as a thin plume of smock rises. He removes the cigar from his lips and puffs out some smock. The act makes him look so fucking sexy in all his muscle glory standing there.

However, neither of them possessed the same level of intimidation as this man. He shifted his gaze to her. The way his blue eyes seemed to pierce into her very soul was something she couldn't help but notice. She was startled when she felt a banging in her chest and she could hear the booming rhythm of her heart. 'How could someone be both dangerous and attractive at the same time?' she thought. What was it about him that made her feel drawn to him? The three with her earlier were all looking down at the ground with their necks turned slightly towards him, which is a common sign of submission among wolves.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

With only smell, he can tell what someone put in any drink or any food. Ishida Kazumi – The wife of Masayuki who worked as a model in her youth. Ishida Yoshiro – The extremely capable son of Masayuki and Kazumi. He is the front-runner to become the new supreme Boss.

Mario smiled and squeezed his shoulder as I looked at him. “You have me,” I said, and my mate’s eyes softened as he looked at me. His eyes met mine and I nodded in assurance. “I’ll be sure that you don’t do something stupid. You are going to need to be strong, and we are all going to be by your side.”