Marcille X Izutsumi Novels & Stories

Kneel Professor! Intro; Isolde Virelle is a star philosophy student sharp-tongued, unshakably confident, and effortlessly seductive. She plays by her own rules, and no one dares challenge her. That is, until she discovers the secret her cold, unreadable professor has been hiding beneath his pristine suits and stoic stares. Dr. Laurent Marek isn’t just the department’s most feared intellectual he’s a secret masochist who craves degradation, punishment, and surrender. And when Isolde sees him on his knees at an exclusive underground club, the game shifts forever.

Explained Satoru. "that same year, you cheated on me with that omega who seduce you by using his pheromones. He made you bite his nape making the two of you bonded and that made you break up with me. We love each other so much and yet that omega made you cheat on me!" Melissa finally lose her cool and started to give out of her anger towards Yuuta.

she said firmly, her voice full of hatred. Lucas stepped back, not knowing what to say, he left Zera and went inside his office. “Selene Madden, ‘Rising Master of Art’! What a fancy recognition, isn’t it?” Rico was beaming with joy as he put Selene’s coffee on the table. “I still can’t believe that The Girl from Copenhagen was you! There is someone interested in you!” he said, and clapped.

the charcoal skinned woman spoke, gesturing to herself, the man, and the bird “we were trying to hide Marakesh and Nadia from them when they found us.” “We actually killed one of them” the man smiled, blood dribbling into his food “the one with too many teeth.” “How?” I found myself gasping. “I can copy any attacks and combine them to make new ones” the woman smiled “Mace can make monsters out of non-living things” she looked to the bird “and Void can break his bones to make anything he likes.” “Same here!” Trauma exclaimed in delight. “We tend to stick together as a group because of that” the man, Void, spoke “the other thing we fought had way too many arms. It strangled Mace’s mate, Nadia,

That sounded attractive but unsafe , it's not like I didn't trust him, I have been in his house a couple of times and he comes to mine but then we always play games , watch movies , and sometimes research on a certain disease or new treatment methods , but anything could happen "There's really nothing to be scared of mushroom, I don't bite , only if you ask me to " he said winking " In your dreams , well I guess it's a yes then" " Thank you , I would come pick you up by 7pm " "Okay then " At around six in the evening , I arranged my files and made to leave , getting to the mini garage where I packed my car , I saw a white paint on my black Maserati, it looked like alphabets, walking around t

Maybe she doesn't know how to tell me that the man that I love is already dead but she just nodded while crying, telling me that she is telling the truth that Jayvee is gone. I heard cries from outside the room where I and my mom were. I immediately stand up and walk to the door even though I still feel weak. I want to witness with my own eyes what is really going on. I looked around and I saw a bunch of people crying and mourning. What is going on? I asked myself while looking around and listening to their cries. I walk out of the room while my mom is following me. I saw Camille lying dead while her family was crying over her. She has a death tag too like mine.

"What the hell is leaf boy and is she calling me that? she must be insane, such a beauty to be insane. who are you and what are you doing in my house naked I asked her again and she ignored me and tried touching me again and I moved back. "Who sent you here to seduce me you S**t" I said and she frowned. "why are you still calling me s**t again? you keep calling me s**t all the time, I have told you that my name is Melissa and not s**t, Perhaps I might look like your s**t girl but I am not her" she said and I find myself chuckling. "Are you insane? I asked her and she glared at me getting angry "I just told you now that I am not your insane and your s**t that my name is Melissa; can't you hea

He looked like Father Christmas, except he had no big belly and he doesn't say ho ho ho. "Camila, so wonderful to see you"Marcel says with open arms as he walked toward me. "Marcel, you look richer every time I see you"I smile engulfed in his hug. Marcel Clair, one of the managers at Clair Enterprises, no one had ever seen the real boss, I've heard they just take orders as they come and do as they are told. Marcel was a nice old man, standing tall enough to almost fit through most doors, which is why the doors inside his house had to be an extreme feet or two long. He was recently married, his wife was a nice woman, whom I've only spoken to or seen a few times.

I rode into my lecture hall and of all days to get me upset, mara decided to pick today. She falls a grin and tossed her bag to my face. "Oops, are you okay". She says. There was no need to fight with her, not because I didn't want to, but because Mara's a bitch and I cannot let her get to me, no anymore. I grabbed her bag and tossed it back, she laughed and watched me as I walked to my seat. After sometime, the halls were shut, I watched and quietly listened to the lecturer. Somehow, Mara didn't back down, she flew a paper plane to my chair, I held it and tore it to pieces.

he asked with excitement beaming all over his face. Amaria had a frightened look on her face as she stuttered “ To crush me, did someone send you here to kill me?” “ Yes, isn't it obvious, oh , oh, yes, to make it much more interesting I will create an illusion that will make people think we aren't here, so no one can interrupt your death, ” He smiled widely.