Romans & histoires Literate Roleplay

"Cute. But what’s in it for you?" Ronan smiled, lazy and lethal. "Maybe I’m tired of my brother thinking he’s the only one who can play with fire. Maybe I like watching powerful women set the world on its ear. Pick whichever story helps you sleep." "Try me," I said. "But if this is a trap, I’ll feed you to my wolf." Lumi raised a hand. "That’s me." He lifted his cup in salute. "Duly terrified." When he walked away, the market light caught in his hair like the universe had a crush.

I didn’t have to look up,I knew the scent of jasmine, old paper, and death anywhere. “Lilith,” I said flatly. “You’re not welcome here, what makes you think you can come and go as you please.” She entered anyway, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor,and behind her, of course, came him. Lucario. I finally looked up. Lucario’s eyes were like twin blades, they were sharp and assessing. “You look like hell,” he said casually. “Charming as always,” I muttered. Lilith’s crimson lips curved. “You’ve been starving.”

Meanwhile, Lucan's daughter, Light, turned her attention to me, her curious gaze sparkling with interest. "So, what's your name?" she asked, her voice light and friendly. I met her gaze, my face a mask of calmness. "I'm Lilith, a warrior," I replied, the lie rolling off my tongue with practiced ease. The others from my pack remained silent, their faces neutral, including West. It was as if they were in on the lie.

she replied with a smile, causing Lucas to steal a quick glance at her through the rearview mirror. "I wasn't being airheaded, just a bit flustered," Lucas defended himself calmly. "Alright," Lilith responded simply, settling back into her seat. "I'm actually the Beta of the Blue Sea Pack, so I can't afford to be light-headed," he chuckled. "I see. So you're smart, huh? That's a shame," Lilith remarked suddenly, making Lucas turn to her with a puzzled expression. She tilted her face slightly, a proud smile on her lips. "You see, my beauty is unmatched," she declared confidently, causing Lucas to raise an eyebrow.

Adrian said firmly. "You don't have a choice." Lucian's eyes glowed. "I'm the author. I write reality here. And I'm writing you both back into your proper roles." The golden light shot toward them.

“Her name is Elara. Not Lillian. Elara.” A sharp knock sounded at my door and Lucas leaned against the doorframe with that infuriating smirk playing on his lips. “Practicing your lines, brother? ‘Good morning, my destined mate. So lovely to see you after I publicly humiliated you last night.’ It is a good opener. Sets a…complicated tone.” I glared at him from my reflection. “This is not funny, Lucas.” “Oh, I disagree. It is a tragedy, which is just comedy without the happy ending. So it is hilarious.” He stepped away from the doorframe and came to stand beside me, his expression turning slightly more serious. “You ready for this?”

It made the Lithe smile seeing Draken so utterly lost. “I chose your side because Lord Dracolian is too blinded to see the truth before him,” The Lithe said. “This is about…” Draken started but the Lithe intercepted him. “I don’t want to talk about it. I just want to make you come so hard you can’t think of anything else,” Draken loved that, and he nodded, giving the Lithe the reins to ravish him. And the Lithe did, sucking the load off. Pushing his crotch into the depth of his mouth until Draken’s world blurred around the edges as a violent orgasm took over him.

"I may have answered one of your questions before but that doesn't mean I will answer them all. Something's are better left unsaid. I am still your master. Do I make myself clear, pretty one?" He stroked her cheek with a bent finger. "Yes, sir," said Lilian in a whisper. She had actually begun to like his little master and slave roleplay. It was probably her new secret kink. He let go of her and she backed away with her head down. He tilted her head up and stroked her soft lips. "Rest up pretty one. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow."

Xavier said, and teased the woman, rubbing her perked nipple with his finger. "I am mentioning both of you," Reaper started, but the woman's voice cut him off. "Bebe, why is everyone mentioning the hell, reaper, and Lucifer? Are you three love roleplay? I love it too. I'd love to be your Lilith." Alexander turned his head toward the woman and Xavier as he dabbed the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray. "Take him to the hell, reaper," Alexander said and stood up to leave when the reaper's words made him stop his steps.