Kakashi Hatake Hot Novels & Stories

Something told me this charismatic smiling hottie was a ruthless killer when push came to shove. "Are you going to stop me?" I played his game, choosing to have a conversation than to naturally bolt and possibly get knocked out and dragged back into the room. "I have no choice, my Queen." He then proceeded to do a mock bow. It was stupid but I chose to play along, stretching my hands out in expectation of a kiss. Satake, a true sport, took my hand and planted a kiss. The moment his lips touched my skin, a warm sensation traveled through my hand followed by a series of colors radiating in hues of yellow, red, and gold like a faulty disco ball. It rippled along my arm as the warmth moved up to

Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it. “Ah Takie-” Koishi called as Takeshi looks back humming in response, “Thank you for the food and making my favourite coffee it has been a long while I had it and especially made by you” “It's nothing Koishi I can do anything and everything for you” Takeshi smiles as he takes his one Coffee cup looking at the boy in front of him. Who blows the air upon the cup with a smile on his face as he takes a sip. ‘As I said I just can't let you go away from me’ smiling at the end as he takes the sip of his own coffee.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

A sudden wave of shiver passes. Unconsciously making Koishi clutch his hand into the Damian tux breathing heavily with the tip of his ears turning bright red. He can feel his heart beating against his chest as if it's just going to rip out of his chest. 'What is it why am I feeling this way feeling all over hot and just intoxicated by the scent of the villain itself. Damn, he really looks so damn hot did I really make and design the character just like him.' Giving one last glance at him Daisuke just walks away making Koishi unconsciously follow behind. Takes a deep breath of the sweet scent of the guy walking in front with his eyes staring at the back of the long black haired guy.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

he has always known her to be quite hot but what is she doing with her biological son? Tsunade whipped Kazuma hard a few times before taking off his shorts and sucking on him. This view became so disturbing to Sasuke so he walked off and left…..

We found a cute little Italian joint, my wife was craving carbs, and I wasn't going to deny her. Sitting at a table alone, drinking a glass of wine, was Takashi Hatake. As we were shown to our table, it was like all the wind was knocked out of us. Yūri froze, her entire body going stiff as a board as her eyes narrowed with hatred at her father.

Mona plopped down beside him in the private booth, grinning up at him. His brown blonde hair looked so soft. Was it soft? She had the sudden, overwhelming urge to touch it. Kane turned his head, fixing her with a look. A dark, unreadable, entirely too intense look. Her heart stuttered. "Stop looking at me like that," she blurted out. His lips twitched. "Like what?" "Like a—a predator. Like you're waiting for me to say something stupid so you can pounce." Kane chuckled, shaking his head. He lifted his glass, swirling the amber liquid inside before taking a slow sip.

“Just… making sure you don’t trip over anything.” Tasha turned fully. “Hey,” she said, her voice unexpectedly soft. “Thanks for everything. I mean it.” Kachi tilted her head, the usual smirk replaced by a more sincere expression. “If you ever need someone to talk to… I’m here. Even if it’s just to yell at me for being annoying.” Tasha chuckled. “I never knew you could be this calm.” “I have layers,” Kachi said proudly. “Like an emotional lasagna.” Tasha laughed. And then, impulsively, gently, she leaned forward and kissed Kachi. Just for a second. Just enough.

"Now, someone did make mention of the actual hello kitty's revenge sequel?" "Aww, come here, Suarez!!!" I said and hugged him. He embraced me tightly. "I take it that we get the actual revenge sequel?" He asked me. "Yup. And more. We have fun." I responded as I thought of the thrill that would come from clamping down on my husband's mistress, Hailey.