Luigi Fanart Novels & Stories

Luhan is a smart kid, but he and Luigi are not the right kids to start with. "Best, I need your help again." Hope said determinedly as she looked seriously at Luigi. Luigi sighed. He knew on his own that Hope would use him for her own wishes. But as usual he is ready to be a fool just to do what Hope wants. And even though he was hurting, he wanted his friend's happiness. As its best friend. Not as a Luigi with a secret crush on Hope. "Go on. I'll help you with all my might." Luigi said seriously.

"He's your boyfriend, Luigi." Luigi. The name landed flat and odd in my mouth. Luigi? His older brother? Of course Luigi would be involved—when is this Italian family ever not involved? I turned my head and saw him in the doorway, sleeves being smoothed with an absent, practiced gesture. If Leonardo was the warm, familiar version of handsome, Luigi was the edited, higher-resolution version: the same olive skin, the same dark hair—but with shoulders that said authority and a jaw that had been carved by someone who hates indecision. He looked like Leonardo's better ad campaign. More handsome, a fraction colder; the kind of face that remembers everything you've ever said and done to him. "That'

Heat flushed through me. “This is going to get messy,” Luigi said, completely oblivious to the fact that I’d been staring at his chest. Then he pulled an apron out of the drawer and tied it around his back. I chuckled; the colorful apron with the words: “World’s Best Uncle” in bold across the front was a stark contrast to Luigi’s expensive, designer shirt. “Carl gave it to me last father’s day,” Luigi told me. “I wear it with pride.” “As you should,” I smiled. There was something so sexy about Luigi cooking, wearing an apron that his nephew had given him. I realized in that moment that I was happier than I’d been in a long time.

They ordered two sets of tapsilog, hot chocolate, and king burgers, they orders were set on their table after a few minutes. “Let’s eat?” Luigi suggested seeing his friend enjoying to watch the food they ordered to fill her hungry stomach. “Thank you,” Steph nicely thanked her friend. “No problem, as long as you are happy,” he simply says. Luigi is feels good every time he makes her happy, he sliced a portion of the viand he has on his plate and offered it to her. Steph stared at the stake on his fork he is offering to her, “taste it. I know that you are hungry. Why don’t you start eating now?” Steph doesn’t like to displease his kindness and choose to accept it and eat it.

My plan, being such a big flop, had me reaching to take the card from him, but halfway to it, a firm grip rounded my wrist, drawing me to himself and gritting, “Forget it, she's occupied.” I raised my face to spot Adler’s glare, and in the face of Luigi’s calm, my knees felt jittery; he didn't just…he fucking didn't just… The card still hanging in the air, Luigi frowned, shifting his gaze from me to Adler, "Am I missing something?" Adler pulled me to his side, then snarled over my head, "Do you want to?" Luigi dipped back the card, shrugged, and, still holding Adler's gaze, crooned, “A caregiver, Huhn,” before he walked away.

Blaine Luigi has been my schoolgirl crush for years. Massimo grunts. "True, but, if word gets out." He shakes his head. "I mean, Luca saw the two of you kissing." Heat flares in my cheeks as I feel so damn thankful that's all he saw. The things he could have seen are far fucking worse. "Not to mention, Luigi is renowned for being a sadistic son of a bitch." Massimo looks at me for a few beats before shaking his head. "It's hard to believe my baby sister is even sleeping with anyone, let alone a sadist."

What was she going to do then. Rain left the room with gloomy expression which of course she was trying hard to fix it before she reached the living room. “Look at you!” Luigi said the second he spotted her, his eyes roamed across her body in an appreciative manner and of course that shit eating grin on his face that it obvious he knew he was annoying Alexander. “You look like what an assistant would look like in my wet dream,” “Luigi,” Alexander simply said in a bland tone but that was enough to shut the man up, not enough to stop him from snickering though.

To our great delight, we were unaware that there were pairs of eyes watching us in the distance, except for my four guards. ~*~ LUIGI "THAT'S A GOOD PLAN," I replied to my phone caller. "Make sure you can do that now. Okay. Just let me know." Smiling, I cut the line. Finally! When my people do what I ask them to do, I will be the most powerful supernatural in the world! Take note, not just in the supernatural realm, but also in the human realm.My dream of conquering the world will also come true! I couldn’t help but laugh. "We're about to succeed!" I said loudly to my left-hand assistant, who was just standing next to me.

But then, the things they talked about before I left was catching my attention. Who the heck was Don Luigi? Never heard of that name before. If he was someone who worked inside the company, then maybe I would know about it. Or if he was a client that Ricky was approaching, then I would know too. But I never heard anything about this person. I tried to search for that name on the internet but only a cartoon character came up, Luigi the Super Mario's twin brother. Okay, that was a stupid move.

It was annoying at times, but it was easy to take advantage of it sometimes. Not expecting it, Luigi quickly took a step back. I chuckled quietly, taking another step forward, smiling to myself when Luigi stood firmly where he was. I stopped when both our toes were touching. Other men were also working out around us, but I didn't pay much attention to them as I went on with my plan. I looked up at Luigi, batting my lashes as I pouted at him. "Please." As expected, his eyes dropped to my breasts and he swallowed. His loyalty to his boss must've been strong though, because he averted his eyes, taking a step back. "I can't go against Alessandro's orders."