Naruto Anko Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I wish I had not sent a message to the master. We could have simply drunk her blood and threw her body in the woods.” Anki then pulled Nancy inside a mall, telling her to cover her mouth with the scarf to hide her fangs and tried to find something for her sister to clear her thirst. She looked around and saw a dog on the street. She then leaned closer to Nancy’s ear and whispered “go to the washroom. I will meet you there in a minute.” Nancy nodded and did as her sister said to do. In a minute Anki came carrying a dog in her hand and gave it to Nancy. She then walked out of the washroom and stood at the door not letting anyone enter the washroom until Nancy was done.

The wind blade cut through the silk but then a weird smile appeared on Kakashi's face as he saw that Ankara has already been pulled away. Humph! "i guess he is still tagging along," Kakashi's said as the wind blade dissipated. "Uncle fang, how long do you think you can protect her and beside this is not a good way to meet right? I am also your young master and think you should give me a little respect too, Kakashi said as he slowly walked towards Ankara, he could see that his warriors are already having the upper hand. "you know sister you can't fight the dawn so why are you being too headstrong.

He was easily recognizable as this particular blond hair could only belong to the daughter of the clan- -Caslington. And also because during the intense fight last night he heard her call "Minato" and it annoyed him. Last night she ran away too, but in the end she was just a lamb that couldn't get out of this cage. The naked blonde student sitting on the desk made him glow. Beautiful, really so beautiful that he just wanted to lock her in his room forever to torment at will. Even so, his voice was still very calm: "And I'm Akazaka Takeru, nice to meet you, blonde girl"

Conrad sighed and slammed a hand against his face. “Such a lovely meal going to waist.” Emnore dropped her utensils. “She didn’t know.” Nok huffed, “And please don’t treat her as a project. She’s got enough on her mind.” “I’m sure she does.” Anju smirked twirling a finger into the wood grain on the table, “How long did you wait before claiming her?” I coughed down my down drink as I turned to Nok. He was fuming, his nails dug into the table ready to try to flip it for easier access to strangle Anju.

"Fuck, you're all so sexy. I need a cock too." Akane, still bent over the couch, reached back and spread her ass cheeks. "Fuck my ass, Kurome. Please, I need it so bad." Kurome moaned, hurrying over to Akane. She spat on her fingers, rubbing them over Akane's tight hole. "You want my fingers in your ass, Akane? You want me to fuck your tight little hole?" "Yes," Akane whimpered, pushing back against Kurome's fingers. "Please, fuck my ass. I need it so bad."

Glen hissed, taking another drink before heading over to her. “Sorry,” Akiko muttered. “Drink,” he said, offering his glass. “No, I don’t drink alcohol,” she replied firmly. “Oh… You’re such a pure girl, huh? Makes me want to devour you,” he whispered sensually, then let her go. In her room, Akiko showered and quietly prepared for the day ahead. The cold water did little to wash away the heaviness in her chest. Every movement felt mechanical — pulling on her clothes, fixing her hair — all while knowing she was about to face another exhausting day under Glen’s control.

“He’s got the bloodlines to fuck with any of us, and now he’s using them to run a fucking torture ring?” “I don’t give a shit who he’s descended from,” Nero growls, his voice laced with venom. “We’re going to burn this to the fucking ground.” I take a deep breath, trying to keep my anger in check for Aeron’s sake, but it’s no use. Every time I look at him, all I can see is the brother who had his life ripped apart for someone else’s entertainment. “I wasn’t strong enough,” Aeron mutters, his voice cracking. “I couldn’t… They made me fight. Over and over. I tried to keep my wolf down, but…”

Her assistant, Kurenai, was in a hurry as she stretched out her hand to grab hold of one of the puppies from the kennel in the backyard. After much difficulty, she finally grabbed hold of a very naughty and mischievous Akita puppy. Kurenai quickly hugged the puppy tightly in her arms before she hurried over to the entrance of Nanako’s door. “Miss Nanako, is this puppy okay?” Nanako has just placed a pink cherry blossom jacket with a very feminine feel to it inside her suitcase at this time. She looked up at the puppy in Kurenai’s arms before she smiled and said, “Oh! It turns out to be Momotaro. To be honest, I really feel very reluctant to give Momotaro away…”