Romans & histoires Miraculous Ladybug X Male Reader

But now, Umbra’s deep and resounding voice left my mind in chaos, "I am a male, Nimue. You have always referred to me as 'she', but I am a male. I couldn't tell you because I wasn't sure myself. I thought if I truly was one, you would have known. But I have the features of a male. You’ll see when you transform.” My mind spun on and on. I began to hear some very loud ringing sounds. Umbra, a male? It was as if the world had turned upside down. "And Luna?" I asked, hoping for a different answer. "I am female," Luna responded softly. Whew! Thank the stars! That was the best news I had ever heard all my life. If Luna was also male, it would mean I would be stuck like this since Umbra being a mal

Perhaps she wouldn’t feel excluded if everything appeared similar to her world. “It’s the same, buttercup. We just happened to have claws instead and a different time frame,” Maverick said, smiling at her. She frowned as she remembered he always answered all her mind questions. What magic was that? How could he read her mind each time? He clarified, “as I mentioned before, you are my mate, and I have access to your inner thoughts as long as you grant me access.” Then he added,” It’s one of the abilities of a lycan. We can read the mates’ minds.”

I moaned, unable to stop it. “Look at you,” he said, his voice was low. “All shy and trembling. But you’re not a nun yet.” He leaned closer, his breath was warm on my cheek. “Let’s make sure you never want to be.” Then his voice dropped into a growl. “You’re my filthy little angel tonight. So go ahead… confess your sins to Daddy.” --- TO BE CONTINUED… --- Author's Note: Hey everyone, thanks for checking out my story! I've been so excited to share Mirabel's journey with you all. I've always been fascinated by stories about forbidden love and impossible choices, and this one has been a blast to write.

My best friend poked my arm and pointed at a boy in the distance who was shyly trying to hide his tail. "Olivia! Look! It's a fox! Don't you love fluffy little animals the most? "Ughhh, that little fox is so cute! "Damn it, and he's a male incubus! I heard male succubi are way stronger than other beast-men. Olivia, you're so pretty—hurry up and make the first move while you can, lock him down, sign a contract, and become his master! Then you'll never run out of tails to play with!"

"Sure and Certain. She told me she handed it to him in person. Oh my God, I messed up my whole life big time. I really love this guy you see." Mira hugged her, "shhh, Calme toi. He will come when he...re...reli...Merde! L'anglais est difficile!" Damn! English is tough. "You mean realize?" "Yes! When he realize he miss you." "When will it be? After one year, five years?" Mira shrugged and returned to the okra, "Even tomorrow, qui sait? (Who knows?). With God, all est possible." Hey guyssssss, sorry to announce that, MTS is at its bottom. I'll be uploading the last chapter anytime soon. thank you for reading.

The lady said, her expression calm and neutral. “What’s the good news?” Mira asked, holding onto Kira’s hand while Kira stared like a visitor. “Umm…, so.. The good news is… for the lady who had filed for a bi-section, there are two ladies and one guy interested.” “And the bad news……” Mira arched a brow. “Every single man seems to already have their submissive. The only man standing wants a dominant.” Kira looked in Mira’s direction, tears building up in her eyes almost immediately.

Maddie POV I sigh as I pat Lila’s back, trying to reason with her, “Lila, he is a werewolf, and you are a human. Don’t you want to date a human boy?” I ask her. Lila huffs as she rolls over on the bed, sobbing tragically, “But Maddie, did you see his abs and how brave he is!? He is a leader and so hot.” She says, with snot dripping down her nose.

Her laugh turned into a scream. The rhythm was punishing. Relentless. Sweat. Skin. Sins layered upon sins. Their hands touched, clung, clawed. Elena reached for Mirrielle mid-climax, kissing her mouth, messy and desperate. Lucien could hardly breathe. Mirrielle broke the kiss to whisper, "Father... who do you want more?" He snapped. "Both. Always. Mine." And with a final thrust, he spilled inside her, moaning like a man damned.

His chest rose and fell with a terrifying, unnatural shallowness. I carefully set the dagger on the floor beside my knees. I reached out with my free, bandaged hand. My fingers were trembling, but I pressed my palm gently against his burning cheek. The moment my skin made contact with his, a low, pathetic rumble vibrated deep within Cillian’s ruined chest. Even completely unconscious and bleeding to death, his inner wolf recognized its mate. He unconsciously leaned his face into the palm of my ruined hand, seeking my scent, seeking comfort in the darkness.

Her body responded instinctively, her pulse racing with a mixture of fear and arousal. “Alex,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “You’re hurting. Stay with me.” His blue eyes flickered, and a faint smile returned—weak but resolute. “I’m here,” he rasped. “I won’t let this fail.” As the energy surged around him, Mira’s hand moved instinctively to his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his enhanced body. The tension between them ignited with a fiery intensity—an erotic release that defied the chaos around them.