Luigi Fanart Novels & Stories

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Pushing those thoughts away from my mind, I pulled Cain's hand towards the little cart parked across the street. Luigi as usual mattered some spanish words as a sign of how happy he was to see me again. Then his face changed when he saw Cain, he was so shocked that he stopped fanning the little Gemini sausages on the grill. He wiped his hands with a rag before greeting Cain. "I'm such a huge fan, can I get your autograph?" He asked.

Alpha William said, throwing the woman on the ground. “You are unfair, and we now have to go to the pack while I smell ready for you to take me.” I said, and Arturo let out a playful growl. “Well, neonata, you may smell like an arousal, but at least you don’t have a boner sticking for everyone’s eyes to see. Consider yourself lucky.” He said, and I laughed, shaking my head at him. The rest of the pack members were also shifting to humans, and seeing us in a distance, Alpha Liam nodded at one of the girls to get him something to wear just like everyone else was. Eli’s heart raced despite her calm demeanor, and I didn’t know whether she knew that Marcus was her son or not to begin with.

"Richie, you like Mochi, too, right?" "Figaro is better. Right, Liutrich?" Lumiere insisted. Liutrich exchanged glances, getting bewildered on who he should put his attention to. "I like Mochi..." he said in a timid voice. Luciana celebrated while Lumiere frowned. She even copied Lumiere's action when she stuck her tongue out.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

But being forced into a marriage with him wasn't what either of us wanted. “If you mate with Eliana, you will be my son-in-law. You will be expected to support me when I need it, and not intervene in my deals. We would look after each other's best interests, in all ways,” Luigi said slowly, as if mulling over the terms of the contract. “Would that be palatable?” Without a single word, Luca moved behind me and moved my plaited hair to reveal my shoulder. In one swift move, he sunk his teeth into my shoulder, his tongue caressing my skin to seal the wound.

his gaze sweeps over my face, "you look sad. I see it in your eyes." "It's nothing!" I smile to reassure him "I'm going to find my fiance and I'm going to get along very well with him." Luigi goes to the bed and sits down. He picks up one of my teddy bears and looks at it for a while. "I haven't heard good things about this Boris. I hear he's not good." "People talk a lot sometimes." "There are people who speak ill of him, but there is no one who speaks well of him." The man plays dirty, little sister."

“Buonasera, bella.” Good evening, beautiful.” Olivia turned, startled. She had managed to get out of Nero’s grip to catch a breath to herself, but it seemed she could never catch a break tonight. Luigi’s grin widened as he gave a small bow. “Forgive me for intruding, but I couldn’t resist introducing myself. Luigi DeSantis,” he introduced, holding out his palm. Her discomfort was immediate. He had the same surname as Nero. He might be a relative of his.

But Luigi had only laughed in his face, dismissing his concerns with a wave of his hand and a cruel smirk. "You think you can judge me, boy?" he had sneered. "You think you're any better than me? We're cut from the same cloth, you and I. Don't delude yourself into thinking otherwise." But Antonio refused to be swayed by his uncle's manipulations, refusing to let himself be dragged down into the depths of depravity that consumed Luigi's soul. He knew that he had to take a stand against the evil that lurked within his own family, to fight for justice and righteousness in a world that seemed devoid of both.