Naruto X Temari Novels & Stories

as she gestures to herself . “ It’s Kurat , just Kurat . I thought you might get a cold .” As I am looking at Nari , I am trying really hard not to burst out laughing . She looks like she has a dress on , She’s smiling as she nods “ Ok , Kurat shall we go to training .” Walking down to training with Nari , I see how some of the males are openly checking her out . Without realising I am growling at every male that looks in her direction . She looks so damn cute in my t-shirt , as we reach the training ground it is buzzing with activity .

All their secret meetings, she knew of but didn't mind because she never thought it was important. A dry soundless laughter left her throat, a grin spreading across her face. Her dark side. Tari is known as the short tempered one while Mitari is the calm and polite one. Tari's temper is something to always write hell about, from her psychotic soundless laughter, to the way her body bends to the side like she has been possessed. Her eyes were almost red. By now, Mitari's shameless moans were already filling the mansion. Tari crunched her nose, biting her tongue to hold the anger in. Right now she wanted to burst into that room and rip Mitari and Musa into shards but that would be for another

Xavier argued and my blood boiled. "It's fine, Xavier," Temmy said softly, "Carter is right. I'll go." "No, you can't go!" Xavier held her back. "I'll wait outside," Temmy withdrew herself from him and walked out. And once she was gone, Xavier glared at me, "what is it that you want? Be fast about it. My mate is outside, all my herself." "Your mate is possessed." I deadpanned, straight to the point. Xavier's eyes widened, and I could tell his anger was rising. I didn't blame him, because I would have ripped apart whoever called my mate possessed.

Takumo liked her soft beauty. Next stood Takiari. She had fiery red hair and sharp green eyes. Her body was strong and curved. She held her head high. Her hips swayed when she walked. She looked ready to challenge him. Takumo smiled. He enjoyed wild spirits. Last was Aridoari. She had golden brown hair and soft brown eyes. She seemed shy. Her cheeks turned pink under his gaze. Her figure was delicate yet inviting. Small hands twisted together in front of her. Takumo felt heat rise in his chest. He wanted to teach her confidence.