Miraculous Ladybug X Male Reader Novels & Stories

he grinned, removing his raincoat and then his jacket. "What are you doing?" Miranda stepped backwards. "Relax you are trembling, so take my jacket. Unless you wanna have sex with me for real, right here, right now." He draped the jacket around her shoulders and she melted in the warmth of the plushiness. "Trust me, my first time will be with the one I love. Someone who knows how to read for one." "Ouch, that hurts,” he smirked. “But I can read.” "P**n magazines don’t count. I want someone who reads Shakespeare and knows self-control. Someone of my own species,” Miranda rolled her eyes.

He had tried offering mate’s rates, but they weren’t interested, and that was just so typical of them as people. He had not met Mirage, yet, and he was intrigued to find out what she was like, and to check out for himself that she was good for his friends. What sort of woman took two men to bed…? Well, besides Vixen, he adjusted. But even Vixen only had one man at a time… So far, he amended again, and damned if that didn’t make him hot. Imagining Vice and Victor in bed with Mirage was just f-king sexy, too, he decided and then rolled his eyes at his own lost cause as he parked out front of the house. F-k, Vixen had him fantasising about his best friends in bed, now.

MARILYN Lucian stormed in with great fury, his blue eyes blazing angrily because I had called him with tears. "What happened?” I couldn’t stop crying, before giving him the letter. “Lucifer…. Lucifer is… Lucifer is alive.” He hugged me and I cried in his arms for a while, then he read the letter for a while. He stopped and kissed me. “Don’t cry again. I’m here now” We both sank onto the sofa, and he studied the letter again. “But this is not Lucifer’s handwriting?”

His voice was blunt, raw, almost tired of the whole circus. “What the living fuck did you ever see in that person, Michi? I really want to know—because she just showed everyone here exactly what kind of lunatic’s mate she is.” The words Lunatic’s Mate made my mind drift—reminding me of a book I had once bought online from my favorite author, Meg Elly Gerena. Lunatic’s Mate. I’d devoured every chapter, especially the one where Luna Meggy stood her ground against the old Luna who only wanted power through her fated mate. That story echoed with betrayal, sabotage, and the courage it took to see through masks.

“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

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It just couldn't. I made my way to my bed and curled up, shaking. A second chance mate? Why would the Moon Goddess be that merciful to me, giving me a second chance mate, and a Lycan king, no less? Was I truly that ill-fated? Was nothing ever going to be easy for me? Why couldn't I have just been mated to an ordinary person? Jarod had started abusing me even before I discovered he was my mate. He had already tainted me for my mate. I should have been glad he turned out to be my mate, but now, the Lycan king? Could things get any more complicated?

Tonight is not for me, but for her. I stepped out wearing nothing but the robe, not bothering to hide it anymore and Miracle gasped softly when she saw it. I witnessed how her eyes and breathing changed. It seems like I'm not the only one who hasn't gotten laid in a while. 'Mark, you motherfūcker, you are the most stupid man I have ever met, but thanks because I will be able to enjoy this feast.' I walked closer to Miracle who was standing in front of the bed, every step was predatory, urging her to run away. When I was close enough, I let my hand feel her shape, her face, neck, until it stopped at the offending tie hiding what's now mine.

the woman rebuked to her in a low but emphatic tone. Ara did not say a word and instead lowered her head. The male monster is always perfect timing. The Guidance Counselor probably did not see what Daniel did earlier. Ara's chest tightened with the feeling of annoyance for Daniel. You will regret this sooner or later! Beast! At the last word, Ara's mind did not agree. She may not even admit it but she knew that she has a crush on Daniel, because of his charisma and seems to be magnetic handsomeness that is very undeniable. But because he is her mortal enemy, she has to die first before she confesses to the man the truth.

It was a fantasy series Mirabel had raved about. I pulled down the dark romance—black cover, gold lettering, with a man in the shadows. The blurb promised forbidden desire and heartbreak. Perfect. I sank into one of the leather armchairs, opened the book, and tried to read. But the words blurred. My mind kept replaying our conversations from dinner. Rhys’s voice. “Alicia Brown.” The way he’d said it—testing, tasting, like he already knew the answer. I closed the book. Leaned my head back, and closed my eyes.