Mulan Novels & Stories

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

Mary Sue is the one and only exception, and that’s only barely since I can only somewhat tolerate even her. Mary Sue rolls her eyes and sneers, “Why am I not surprised?” She then adapts the worst, most offensive Asian accent I have ever heard, and says, “Werr, gillfliend, you leady to kirr some holny poritician?”

Adelaide let her eyes move over the people that filled the pristine white space as their eyes all turned to look to her. Familiar faces stood out from the crowd next to Theo and she quickly made her way over. The tall female was dressed in traditional wear that stood out from the crowd that had gathered and her hair was auburn and long, reaching to her lower back. Her eyes were blue and wild, full of the wolf that lounged beneath her skin. The wilderness clung to her skin and was a drug to her senses, like a song pulling her back to the true nature of their kind.

Finally, after an exchanged of few words with Finrod, the woman noticed them. She bowed her head and regarded all of them. “My name is Magor.” That was all she said before she went silent again. Everybody looked at her imploringly to hear more of her but it was futile. She just stared back at them with her face expressionless. “You have to excuse her.” Finrod intervened. “Dragons naturally prefer to stay silent. A complete opposite to our fellow mermen here but you’ll get along enough.”

She was a trained warrior and a spy; she was used to blood and injury, but never in her life had she seen such a disgusting display of humiliation. She rinsed her mouth and walked back into the room, intending to stop the footage. But a new video was already playing. Zoriana froze before she could hit the button. The man on the screen looked hauntingly familiar. Milana was naked, kneeling and kissing the boots of the person in front of her. “Thank you,” she whispered, her lips pressed to the leather. “I will never forget what you’ve done for me. I will serve you until my last breath.”

Colfre walked towards his cabinet to pull out one of his neatly folded tunics. "Use this, My Queen," Morrigan laid her eyes on the tunic in Colfre's hands. His ears are red as he averts his eyes away from Morrigan's naked body. Morrigan pursed her lips in a thin line, accepted his tunic, and went behind his divider. She then smiled and hugged the tunic he offered, the smell of musk and fresh white tea lingering on his tunic. She slid it on her body, its arms still longer than hers, exposing only the tips of her slender fingers. The tunic touches just below her thighs. It was comfortable to wear, even more, comfortable than her dresses even with it exposing more skin than her dresses. She bru

I switched to see Mulan and Patricia in turn, they are like twins with both blonde hair, and their height is only slightly different. "Don't expect more, you're not as beautiful as they say" Mulan sarcastically smiled at me. Different from Patricia, who only smiled sweetly. I replied to Mulan's words with a bland smile. I'm afraid to say wrong "Mulan? Watch your attitude," said Mira. Mulan rolled her eyes lazily as her mother rebuked her. Well, this already reflects that life at Raka's house will not be easy. "Hahah, and meet Raka's g

Xiao Chen stood up and said, "Miss Ye." Ye Mulian placed her hands on her hips and bent her knee to perform a curtsy. "Young Master Xiao." Ling Fei and Wan Yanyan's heart throbbed. They knew they stood no chance with Xiaoyue, a high and mighty fairy. However, they never expected there to be such an otherworldly lady in a desolate place like this. She had the charm of your next-door well-bred young lady. Ye Mulian wore a floral pin decorated with greenish-blue beads in her hair. The light from the setting sun outside filtered past her, giving her shadow an alluring charm. Ye Lingfeng smiled and made the introductions. "This is my daughter, Mulian."

’ I answered, awkwardly. ‘My name is Penelope’ she said regaining her composure. She had chocolate brown skin and beautifully braided hair held back in a ponytail. I was quickly becoming the centre of attention which always made me feel a little out of place. I was already older than most of the girls in my class, I didn’t want to stick out like a sore thumb. Plus I didn’t have the personality of a famous person. I was usually incredibly shy and always amazed when people recognized me and wanted to get to know me.

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.