Kyurem の小説・ストーリー

So close she could feel his warm breath on her upper lip, then he grinned thumbing her nose. "You are sooo pretty'' he said staring straight into her eyes. Zutara flushed under his gaze suddenly feeling shy. ''Forgive my manners'', he pulled away smoothly twirling a lock of her hair "I'm Minre, Air - binder at your service''. "I'm Zutara'' she grinned back at him accepting a warm cup of oats from Riz. ''And that is my new twin brother Sven'' they both turned, he with a bright smile, she with a dark scowl.

“I know he attacked me, but he was only suspicious; it’s okay to have suspicions and test out the subject.” She shrugged, lowering her shoulders as she arched her back to get a better view of the clouds. I really didn’t understand why she kept staring, but it felt more spiritual to me than physical. “Kyle is an underground agent for the Moon Hound Pack. No one knew how he communicated with them without leaving the kingdom or sending messenger wolves.” “Ultrasound!”

I can only assume this was Hail’s passive-aggressive way of punishing me and giving the cupcake protection because it’s my house sigil on the crest around her neck. Not my clan, Dracule, but house Vlademyre’s brand in the silver metal plate. One Hail didn’t bother to have her leave out to avoid this situation. Ally, enemy, kid. Doesn’t really matter at this point because all of them harassed someone under my protection. The immediate jump back as his heart lands with his body, comes with stark recognition as I lift our new servant into my arms. At least from them. Cupcake, on the other hand, has no clue what just happened.

Enyo Burnside “Alpha Clayton Blackridge, welcome to my Pack” Hadeon says to my mate with a grin, holding out his hand to Clay. Clay looks at it then at me, before taking his hand. “Alpha Hadeon, I presume “ Clayton says, Hadeon smiles as he takes Clay’s hand then turns back to me. I notice the amulet that hangs around his neck, the strange coloured stone almost looks like it’s moving, swirling a green/blue as if it’s alive. I notice a smaller version hanging around both the necks of the two women.

I looked up at Cyrus who is now standing next to me as his arm snaked around my waist. "Whether you respect that or not, I don't care. I just want to let you know that as long as you are inside my house, my territory, you shall never talk carelessly about Carmela unless you want to lose another child of yours?" Her eyes watered. I swear it did. Even I felt bad for her when her face cracked. What did Cyrus mean? Was he talking about Cyrene?

he growled after paying. “You forgot something” we turned to see Pierre; the poor man was carrying all the bags “The underwear is missing.” "Ah, fuck,” Alex groaned, squeezing my hand even more. Pierre started laughing as he guided us to "La perla", the most beautiful underwear store I had ever seen. “Don't these people know what cotton is?” mumbled Alex annoyed “These clothes are transparent allover” "Hey, Abbie, check this out." I looked confused at the diaphanous "cloth” that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips.

She didn’t plan on putting on anything overly elaborate to seek out Rok. As she washed herself using a bowl of warm water and lightly scented floral soap, she thought about who would be next in line for the throne if Eru married Hextan and the dragon killed Nya. It would be their cousin, who was currently only thirteen years old. His name was Sten. He was her father’s sister’s son. He was a bright boy, strong and handsome. He would probably make a better king than Nya would a queen, she thought.

She looked spellbound. All of a sudden, lightning and thunder grumbled through the night sky. The crowd didn't seem to be bothered by the impending rain. Jesse and K wouldn't give a damn about it, too. As for K, she was having the time of her life. A little rain on a hot and humid New York summer night in the middle of a fucking concert wouldn't hurt. Murmurs filled the air as the audience waited for the next act. Jesse turned to K, leaning towards her ear. "Can you tell me what K stands for?"

“Who is this person and what should I do there?” Lesley bit her lower lip slightly in hesitation, but then she told him. “The name is Kuroda Arimura. He is one of our adventurers. He is… Sick, and he refused to come to work. Everyone has been trying to persuade him to come to work, but he just needed more time to recover.”

orders Kelanar. “What should I do about it?” Hector fumbles and blushes. “Well do you like her or find her cute?” “Yeah. She is cute, but I like you, Kelanar and I want to kiss you, not her,” confesses Henry.