Loving Reaper Webtoon Novels & Stories

I hated how my hips started rolling up to meet Reaper, how my pussy gushed around his cock and how broken moans slipped out between my curses. “Stop..ahh.. fuck you, I hate you all..” I gasped, trying to twist away even as my body betrayed me completely. Reaper laughed darkly and fucked me harder “Hate me all you want, sow. This womb is taking my seed tonight. Gonna pump you so full your belly swells before the others even get a turn.” Thorn suddenly pulled his fingers away from my clit “My turn in that pretty mouth.” They adjusted me quickly. Reaper kept pounding my cunt while Thorn grabbed my hair and forced the thick head of his long cock past my lips. He pushed in deep stretching my jaw

I ask, not reaching for it. "See for yourself," he says simply. With a frustrated sigh, I take it from him. The moment I see the note—with that delicate, unmistakable handwriting—my heart skips a beat. “With all my love, for the man who made me believe in myself again, and showed me that second chances aren't a bad thing. On the contrary, they’re beautiful and perfect—and sometimes, love finds you when you’re not even looking.” As I read, my hand clenches into a fist and I swallow hard, choking on the lump forming in my throat.

He looked just like his mother had at that age, as if they'd been cut from the same mold. Lila's cheeks turned pink. Her voice stumbled as she said, "Dad, what do you think of him?" When I didn't answer, she grew anxious, her fingers twisting together nervously. I smiled gently, brushing her hair aside. "If you like him, go for it. Don't worry about me. Be brave and follow your heart." From rivals who couldn't stand each other, they'd somehow fallen in love. Life is unpredictable. Sometimes, fate really does work in strange ways.

And now, of course, you are dependent upon me as your Sire. ‘You mean that I loved you.’ Again, this is not news. I realised that Aura must have been in love with James from the first proper letter I read from him. I think even I, as Favilla, am a little in love with James. The fact that James went on to become Canus—that James always was Canus, since apparently dhampirs remember all of their mortal life—is something that I don’t want to dwell on. Do I love Canus? Can I love him?

From the penthouse windows of Blackwell Tower, I could see everything—skyscrapers clawing at the night sky, neon lights buzzing in the distance, the promise of power spread out like a map I could redraw in blood if I chose. I pressed my palm against the cool glass, watching the fog of my breath stain the reflection. The man in the glass stared back, not the woman who had once believed in love, in friendship, in loyalty. She had died on a cold living-room floor, betrayed by her husband and her best friend. All that remained was this stranger—Max Blackwell. My new skin. My new weapon.

I said, “My lover is a vampire after all. I’ve had plenty of opportunity.” “’Twas no aphrodisiac, my love. What you experienced was the art of love making… real love making,” he cooed. “Can I help it if I drive you wild?” “Oof!” I grumbled and stomped behind the screen to clean myself up as best I could.

He barely touched it. Wren whined. A high-pitched whine straight from his throat. As soon as Jackson lifted his hand, the whine stopped. Jackson repeated the motion, even slower this time. The whine repeated. Jackson sighed. “Wren,” he muttered. “It’s ok if you’re not ready for this. You’ve been through a lot and need to heal at your own speed.” It’d help if therapists would take on werewolf patients. He truly hated his country with every fiber of his being.

I then went to Rain's office and slowly peeking all of the belongings he had on the table but I didn't open his drawer since he might have something private that I shouldn't look and take a bother on it. "Woah,not really a doubt that he's indeed a good author and illustrator from all of his masterpeices of work especially the famous manga story about a person's one sided love to her co-worker that was already married.." 'It might at first that it looks like the female is like a home-wrecker but she really isn't,her story was a wholesome especially her past memories with the male co-worker that she really loves.' I looked all over on his paper works and his monitor that the art creation softw

I am badly, savagely slain not only all over my body but my whole being that I couldn't stop the bleeding and to hear any of their explanation. "You would never know how I die from you choosing her at first, you loving her, you having a kid with her. You would never know what it feels like because you have never been there," wiping off my falling tears I stood up taking a look around. "It's must have been so good to be blessed by the moon goddess, to have everything you desire," I said to Quinn who just stood there sobbing. "I bet if I was mark by someone else, bedded by-" "please stop" he beg me through his tears but I continue "have a pup" "please stop" he scream at me with his tears "I fu

Last time I had just shut her off but this time I would definitely listen. She held my hands in hers and continued, “Although we will be far but we can still meet and talk, okay?” I nodded in response. “Remember to always share things with me, instead of only writing the words in that diary of yours. Also…..dear, you will meet different people. Some good, some bad. But no matter what, never ever give up! You hear me? Never. Love everyone so that they are forced to love you back. Good always comes to good people just like bad is bound to happen to bad ones one day. Love you. Rock hard and study hard, too.”