Ordinary Woman X Deku 소설 & 이야기

said Renya making Juna and Anjani widen her eyes in shock. "Seriously, Mom?" asked an in disbelief Anjani. Because of this, Deka is a very quiet child and too ignorant with women's affairs. He is more interested in his game than looking for a girlfriend like his friends do. "Really, Ka??" asked Juna. "You know Leno's sister? She's Deka's girlfriend!" said Renya, making Juna and Anjani's eyes widen. "What?! Is Deka dating Handa? Really?!"

Deuce was amazed at what the omegas did with her hair. The golden color fits her perfectly, and her eyes seem to have something on them. He walks forward to her, not taking his eyes off her. He could bear her breaths, their body only an inch away from each other.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

Alexander whispered, “I thought they were all dead.” Aurora looked between them. “Who are they?” The lead rider removed his helmet. A woman. Early forties. Sharp green eyes. A long scar crossed one cheek. She looked directly at Aurora. Then slowly dropped to one knee. Every rider behind her did the same. The warehouse fell silent. The woman bowed her head. Then spoke words that left everyone speechless. “My Queen…” She looked up. “We’ve been waiting for your return.”

He was literally drop dead gorgeous and currently looking down at Margaret until she started explaining that he was in error. Deagon memorized by familiarity I stood there in awe rubbing my chin as I watched the strange woman waving her hands around as she spoke. "I know that you're here for my sister, but she can't die until her cat, Miss Fluffy Bottom, has her litter of kittens," she stated firmly. I was still trying to understand how she could see and touch me and blanked on her ramblings about fluffy bottoms.

“Welcome to our shop, Customer. May I help you with something?” When they entered the shop, a woman immediately greeted them with a polite smile. Ariana's eyesight improved when she received polite treatment from the woman. The shop they entered was clearly a high-end one that sold products for gold coins. However, even when the woman was dealing with a customer in ordinary clothes like them, the woman remained polite and greeted them as usual. “That sword, how much does it cost?” Ariana didn't mince words as she directly pointed at the sword that caught Raoul's attention. The woman stared at the sword Ariana was pointing at, before putting on an unpleasant face for some reason.

So, one man called, “Hey beauty… Come here and fill my empty glass.” Akshara went to that man and filled his glass with wine. Dev’s eyes trailed on Akshara wherever she goes. Another man called her by filthy names, which made Akshara’s brows frown and vowed to her, “I am here to help my friend Ruko and her mother, Madame Anura. I must not mind whatever happens today.”

DUCHESS 21 At the mini garden, there Octavia let us stay, saying that it is better if we are there away from the chaos that the commoners always bring whenever they are. After a while, she left on the excuse of getting us some food to have and maybe have a cup of tea before leaving. The silence engulfed me and Marcus once again as we continued to stare at the plants thriving at the mini garden, with the fireflies floating around and about giving the whole scenery a nice glow. The silence continued on as neither the two of us wanted to break the fragile silence, or maybe we just do not have the topic to talk about.

It’s about the only thing I can do. Walking in the door, there is a woman sitting at one of the tables, looking over some paperwork. She’s dressed like the fantasy of a strict teacher. A knee-length tight leather skirt, a leather bustier with a high-necked, long-sleeved chiffon shirt under it, and sky high stiletto heels, all of it in black. Her hair is piled up on top of her head and she’s chewing on the end of a pair of light purple glasses, her dark red lipstick nearly black wrapping around one of the arms. I haven’t found any she-wolf sexy since I found out who my mates were, but I can definitely see the appeal. “Madame Lilac! Thank you for seeing us,” Devin says as he walks over to