Louise Anime Novels & Stories

"It’s already over. Why do you look like you’re still out of it?" Allen watches Louise walk out of his new room. The man was smiling but spacing out at the same time. He just stared at the vampire, not knowing if he would ever be used to having another person around. Louise is too odd for him! Louise continued smiling despite the hostile greeting, "Sorry. I've just never felt this light before. I feel a lot better, and I wasn't used to it after weeks of feeling miserable."

Good. “Louise!” Dad shouts, half-rising from his chair. Louise collapses onto the carpet, convulsing. Her hands leave her stomach and claw at her throat, her body arching in pain. Foam appears at the corners of her mouth. Her carefully styled hair comes undone, sticking to her sweat-soaked face. Beautiful. I continue eating my cake, forcing my expression to remain blank. But inside me, my heart is thundering loudly. Her evil plan backfired at her.

Louis shouted in front of Harem. "How that could be. Azura is an immortal werewolf." Harem stammered; he looked over at Azura to verify. Louis couldn't contain his anger any longer; he grabbed Harem's collar and shouted uncontrollably: "Neither she nor her damned lover is immortal werewolves anymore. It was she who ruined all my plans. I have to kill it." Harem was shocked; in a moment of anger, Louis turned into a werewolf with sharp teeth, then he quickly returned to his original form. Harem tried to calm down and said:

I go for lectures and when it is lunch break I meet with Sebastian and Louise. I meet Louise some months ago, she is just like me that's why I decided to be friends with her although she isnt nice but she is just like a princess in her own way, she is pretty, tall, calm, sexy and cool. She has a blonde hair and green eyes with her pretty curves. She makes fun out of everything and I never have to worry whenever am with her.

Alexa is confused at his request her thoughts were that Louise has started talking a long time ago so what does he mean. Alexa walks to where Austin is, when she sees Louis that's when she realizes that there is something wrong. Louise looks as pale as a corpse and her stomach was round, Alexa's body trembles. She walked forward and touched Louise slightly, before her hand was slapped so hard that it dislocated it. The slight touch was enough for Alexa to feel the bone chilling coldness of Louise's body. Alex dropped to her knees as she looked at Justin who was smoking at the side looking devilish.

“Even if she is no longer here, then she was still here when I conceived. You can’t have two divine warriors. That was what we were told,” “That’s not entirely true.” I turned towards the voice at the door to see Susie standing there holding one of the old books from the library. “You!” Louise hissed. “You traitorous bitch!” and Susie sneered at her. “Oh get off your high horse you stuck up whore!” Susie spat, “I’m not the one who was all comfortable in the pack house as the future Luna and still went sleeping around.” “Sleep around!” Louise shouted. “I was forced into a mating and taken away from my own mate. Your own family, if you remember. Oh, but of course, family means nothing to you n

Lou’s voice had turned into a horse whisper and the gut wrenching sound of Beth’s gasp made him almost nauseous with anxiety. “Lou, we have been through this before are you sure?” Beth believed in her brother very much but they had spent so many years trying with not even a clue she had long since assumed they were both dead. Lou was breathing heavy into the phone, “she had a picture of my Lottie, Beth and she looks just like her mother, Charlotte’s little Marnie bird is our MollyJay” Lou heard Beth gasp again, “Fuck Lou, all this time...all these years she has been right there with us, did you tell her? Where is Bartolomeo, Louie did you tell her, does she know who you are?”

It almost slices my throat to tell myself that I do not feel any lack, that I feel relieved in his absence. Something is wrong, and it gets me confused. My friend Carole collects commitment-phobic, and I'm only good at wiping tears that I can hardly shed myself. Still, I want to cry. I wish to whine just as I could laugh at the absurdity of the situation. I am naked in our marital bed. The word "conjugal" is ill-chosen. Apart from everyday verbs, I don't conjugate much anymore. I am trying my best, but the sheets aren't even cold without him. The worst part is my lack of guilt, but then why not wait for him when she comes out of work, put on a beautiful dress with spring colors. I would make

"I am fine. You are the one who looks like you went swimming with clothes on." Lorenzo set the sketchpad aside and leaned closer, his hand finding Louis's forehead and pushing his hair back. "How do you feel?" Louis swallowed. "Anya. Where's Anya?" "She is fine. Banged up. Few stitches. She is already complaining about the food." "Did you pick her up from special agent training or what?" Louis joked, his voice still weak. Lorenzo's thumb traced Louis's eyebrow. "You seem more like the one who was knocked up."

Louis himself did not understand how it all happened. I didn’t have time to blink an eye, and they were already in his bed ... the three of them. Kitsune… damn seductive creature… So she sat naked, jingling her ankle bells, dripping this sound into their subconscious. Tom probably hadn't had time to get used to it yet, but for Lou this sound was like for Pavlov's dog - a conditioned signal tied to the most pleasant memories. And as soon as she kissed him properly, he surrendered immediately and without a fight.