Lincoln X Leni Novels & Stories

It seemed as if the color and the set of eyes were identical. " Yes. That's dad's eyes. I look like mum a lot down to my height. But Lincoln is like dad, including the height. Besides the eyes, I don't think I took anything else from dad. But seeing Lincoln now, I see dad in him" Nicole chimed. " You make me imagine what dad looks like. You have a lot of his pictures right?" Lincoln asked. Nicole said yes and would readily let him have some and that of their mum. Before getting into the car, Lincoln hugged Nicole again and Allen went and pulled his fiancee away. " Your girlfriend is waiting for you. Make sure you make proper use of the night" Allen chimed and Lincoln laughed.

I whimpered, creeping closer to Xaden. Xaden’s Lycan form was headed towards another Lycan. This one was smaller and golden, the mounds on her chest placing her as female. He snarled as he approached her and she didn’t pause or even hesitate. She turned on all fours, presenting her rear to him with her head low and in between her paws. It was Lina, I could tell from her docility and eagerness to offer herself to him. Not to mention the fine gold fur on her bulk. He wasted no time in mounting her, climbing on her back in a flash, and inserting himself inside her.

Len scoffed, already stroking his dick to get it hard again. "Rules are rules, uncle. Unless he pulls out, we can't have anything but her mouth and hands," Xavier conceded, tossing Xander a challenging sneer as he pumped my face. "You can't fuck her non stop all night though, you drunk fool. Let's see how long he holds out." "Ridiculous," Len muttered, taking my hand and shoving his dick into it. "Stroke, whore," he ordered. "One way or another, I will fuck that pussy and ass, Xander."

Liam had already put on a helpless and innocent expression and said, "See, I told you it's not mine. Why would I have something like that?" Lincoln was left speechless. Huh? Why did their conversation sound increasingly weird? What on earth was this thing in his hand? Before Lincoln could ask, Liam had already started the car. Before leaving, Lana's head suddenly popped out of the car window. "Lincoln, that shade doesn't suit you," she said. After that, Liam immediately stepped on the gas, and the car soon disappeared. "Shade?" Lincoln finally responded. Apart from lipstick, he couldn't think of anything else that had a shade.

Lincoln smiled sheepishly, blushing as red as a tomato, “It's gigantic. Magnificent. And beautiful. And also, it takes me to heaven and back. So, yeah. Your dick.” “Haa, Pudding.” Ethan kept laughing. “Thanks for finding my dick special, but nah. Something else, please.” “Hmm, okay, your eyes.” “You find my eyes special?” Lincoln nodded, lying back down on his bed and kicking his legs up in the air, “Mhm hmm.” “What about my eyes do you find special?” “I just… love the way they look at me.” “You do?” Lincoln nodded, “Mhm hmm. Even now. It's… magical. It makes me feel... I still don't know how to put it to word yet, but yeah .”

Lincoln is nowhere a pork face I always thought he is, I think he is way better than his friend, Hardie. Hardie glared hard at Lincoln. "What? That's the truth." Lincoln scoffs but Hardie didn't say a word before strutting out. "Thank you." I quickly murmured to Lincoln. He only nodded with out a reply. The only problem I'm having with Lincoln is his quietness and no other. Lincoln entered the usual red car Hardie always use while Hardie and I entered a different car. Hardie's ride drove out first before Lincoln's, both in death speed race as usual.

The streets blurred past as Harlin drove like a man possessed. His knuckles were white against the steering wheel, breath coming in sharp, furious bursts. He could still see the look on Lena’s face from earlier—the glow in her cheeks, the way her lips curved up when she looked at him. Not at Harlin. At him. Kian. Alive.

Then his eyes shifted to Fabian beside her, and he seemed to understand the situation immediately. It was only one indifferent look, but Xena’s face burned with humiliation. She bit her lip and forced a smile. “Leo. What a coincidence.” Fabian quickly greeted him too. “Mr. Lincoln. Small world.” Then he looked at Xena in surprise. “You know Mr. Lincoln?” Xena smiled. “We’re friends. We also live in the same neighborhood.” Fabian froze for a second, then immediately understood he had lost his chance to take her home. He laughed and said, “In that case, Ms. Spencer, I’ll leave you to Mr. Lincoln.”

Lucian didn't sleep well. His demon was restless, hungry and angry. "Bring me Lincoln!" He told Helen who was serving him breakfast. She nodded and left. Shortly after Lincoln came in. "Your Highness." "Did you find the seal?" "No." Lucian tried to keep his calm but his nails were already elongating and his body itched for blood. "Bring them to me.!" Lincoln and Anum came back with Xender's soldiers. They got pushed down on their knees in front of him. Lucian stared down at them with arms crossed behind his back.

They are both fantastic with Dylan at this point. “Do you approve the wedding of the two?” Francisco seriously asked him. He gets the knife from the apple then throws it to his lord. Lincoln doesn’t talk for a moment until his lips twitch as he leans on the white wall. His jaw is tightening from the question of the man beside him. He chuckles lightly in response to his ridiculous idea. They all know that Lincoln is a homophobic type of person, and he hates Dylan. “From what I could see. I cannot turn back from my motto,” the oldest Vozinelik utters.