Mori Buntarou Novels & Stories

(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. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

I turned so he could slide the coat onto my arms. “Danilo, I want you to organize a permanent staff for my new Omega. Everything she does, I want to know. Don’t let her roam this house without supervision,” I ordered, watching him nod. “Good work keeping the vultures out of the nest,” I added, meeting his sharp eyes. He’d been the butler since my father held power, and I know he’s a man who’s proven himself a hundred times over. “It’s always a pleasure to serve the Patriarch,” he added, lowering his head slightly at my snort of recognition.

As I tried to pick it, Doria scooped it just before my hands could make it through. “Nah! You are already stressed out.” She pointed out. “The call can wait.” “Doria, just hand me the phone. It could be important.” “I will be the judge of that.” I watched her hit the green button and listened for a moment. My whole world turned black and white when her grin drain away. The phone slipped from her grip and she turned to face me. “Who is Samuel?”

Eren responds enthusiastically. "Thank you honey." Her lips stretch into a big smile. "I'm so honored." The doorbell suddenly rings which makes Tamarra jump out of her chair. It must be Azure or Toni. She immediately goes to open and a grins appears on her face as she sees the person on the other side of the door. My eyes narrowed. She steps to the side and gestures him to enter. A tall stalwart figure comes in, his hair coiffed elegantly. Erden.

I have never felt love for no one except maybe my parents and my servant. But I never will fall for anyone because it's not in my nature. My nature is to feed upon the living and to eat as much human flesh as I can. I waste nothing, I eat every last bit of a person and give bones to the wildlife outside. This castle dates back to my family for centuries since possibly the early fourteen hundreds. The girl had finally stopped screaming and crying when I had hit a major artorie. I sometimes take pieces of them off and have Wilson grill them in front of me while the victims scream and cried in pain. I enjoy the screams I hear, it turns me on like crazy.

he said cheekily as he tied the cord that held the britches around his waist. Astrid smirked back at him, seemingly completely unaffected. "Close your mouth, Dóttir. There is no longer anything to see." But her mother was wrong. There was a lot to see. Acres of muscles across his chest and abdomen. The broad shoulders that wielded the giant longsword with such ease. Even his forearms bulged with muscle as he tied up his pants. The tattoo of a howling wolf on his left shoulder that covered part of his chest fascinated her as well. Wait. Did the lines just move? Was the sight and scent of him causing her to hallucinate. Ulfhild tore her eyes away and took two steps back when all she really wan

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.