Noblesse Takeo Novels & Stories

She gasped to see the fine specimen, standing in his all hot chocolaty abs infront of her Wh. What . Are . You . Doing ? ... ,, Taapur was shivering and confused too She was trying to understand the situation but nothing make senses to her 🔞WARNING HIGHLY EROTIC/MATURE CONTENT🔞 He chuckled and spoke in his Musculine velvety voice "Claiming . . What's Mine" His rough big hands groped and pinched her breasts harshly , making a pleasurable pain rushed up in her spine and her back arched more in response

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Nollace squinted and said, “Do you think it’s that easy to uproot an aristocratic family? Besides, the Taylors are special. When my grandfather was still alive, he couldn’t get any evidence on the Taylors, and this means that Elder Master Taylor isn’t someone we can easily deal with.” Hedeon scratched his cheek and mumbled, “I can never understand the fight between the nobles.” Nollace patted his shoulder and said, “Alright. Just keep an eye on her. I’ll handle it.” When Nollace was leaving the company in the evening, Cecilia came down from a Lamborghini and took off her sunglasses. “Your Highness.” He stopped in his tracks and looked at Cecilia coldly. “Yes?” Cecilia stopped in front of him

As he moved, his suit outlined his perfect muscle lines and stirred my most hidden desires. I wanted him. He leaned against the roulette table, playing with a chip, his gaze burning as it landed on me. “Principessa Annelise, I hear you like exciting bets.” He pushed the chip toward me. His posture was lazy, but his voice was tempting. “Tonight, I’ll bet myself against you. What do you say?” The men behind me immediately tensed, gripping the guns at their waists. The heir of the Corleone family was no joke. However, I wasn’t afraid.

*CONFERENCE WITH THE NOBLES AND NOBLESSES* "The lycan was not supposed to be attacked," a noblesse says. A noble on her right snickers. "Are you saying that because you are attracted to him?" The nobless who first spoke and is referred to as noblesse A rolls her eyes. "That is in fact not why." "Then why?" "He is important in our mission," noblesse A says. "Which is exactly why he is not dead," a noble says

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

“You know, in the deadly Fang pack, you’d need a million General currency to get such profound armor.” The sensation of his hands was greater than any feeling. As his hands moved, I felt hot, cold, and tingles ruling over my body as I tried not to shake. Being without a man for long really had its effects on me. “Are you nobility working here as a maid just to become my Luna?” He asked. Such a thought would have been nice if this was some legendary romance story from the wild west, but this was reality, and that type of thing doesn’t happen.

“My dad works for the Tokyo Stock Exchange. My mom’s a hedge fund manager.” Takuto: “…” (What is this? A rich heiress living among us commoners?!) As he struggled to process everything, Misaki stepped closer. Close enough that he caught the faint scent of peach shampoo. “Actually,” she said quietly, “I know who you really are.” Takuto’s heart stopped. “What… do you mean?” “The mysterious advisor of Kimura Corp.” Her eyes sparkled. “The one who saved the company with crayon drawings.” “...!”

I blink and try to focus on my phone while my heart begins to race. He is too close. He needs to step back. For once, my mind kicks in. I lean back just enough so his warm breath can’t reach my face before I glance back up at him. I turn my phone so he can see it and softly hum, “Noble Shane.” Noble Shane has a certain air about it. Well, he is a noble. Not just any noble, but one of the highest nobles in the country. His eyes sparkle as he turns his phone towards me. “I’ve got you in as Princess Deloris.”

It was like she had met the man with the ultimate poker face. "If you wish to survive in a place such as this, Slave Keiko, I suggest you learn better discipline. Do not waste a single act. Do not waste a single word. Do you understand?" She wasn't sure she did, but she nodded, held her tongue, and waited for him to continue. "This place is one of dozens on the outskirts of Tokyo. The man who owns it is the son of a powerful yakuza. His name is Takashi Saito. He collects young Japanese girls, trains them, and sells them to the highest bidder."