Our Innocent Love Manga Novels & Stories

Draco asked again. Luna looked up at him, full of hope. “If I’m yours, does that mean you’re mine too?” she asked innocently. Draco smiled, gently caressing Luna’s cheek. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her softly and tenderly. “Of course I’m yours, Luna. Only yours.” Luna blushed, a smile lighting up her beautiful face. She bravely returned Draco’s kiss. Deep down, she was still hurt by Draco’s lies, but she couldn’t deny how much she loved him. Draco Riordan was the only man she wanted.

My lips parted but no words came out, my heart pounding against my ribs. Ricardo leaned closer, his breath brushing against my ear, his hands sliding up and down my waist. “You're yet to answer Bambina,” he said, pulling back to look at me. His eyes darkened as he searched my face. I opened my mouth to speak but my voice failed me and all I could do was nod. A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips in response to my silent answer. He leaned in, his mouth hovering just above mine, his hot breath fanning against my skin.

She yell into my face, as I whimper on the ground, my legs weak and thick black blood flowing from between my legs. Author here! Don't forget to drop a diamond or vote for my book. Thanks.

He just wanted to tease his lover a little but he didn’t know Dean would get back at him and use a reverse card. “Yes, Sean King? Hmm. that sounds good right?” Dean smirks after seeing the blush on his lover’s face before turning to the audience who was still surprised. “Judging by everyone’s expressions, it seems you all wanna ask the same questions, so I’ll beat you guys to it. Yes, I, Dean King, is engaged to Sean Williams, the only person I ever fall in love with, my the one that got away, my first love. my missing piece, my sunshine.”

“Girl… he’s obsessed with you. Just admit it and go get your man.” I shook my head, glaring. “No. I hate him.” She laughed, tossing her hair and walking away like she’d won some invisible battle. I thought I was safe. I thought it was over. I was wrong. By the afternoon, my phone buzzed. A number I didn’t recognize flashed on the screen. I froze, gripping it tightly. My stomach twisted with irritation—and curiosity. I tapped the screen, opening the message. “Don’t trust what she said. She’s lying.”

He turned back and quickly banged the door behind him with a very loud sound . * * Gbooooom ! * * and then went back to where he was sitting . Bryan looked at him, and noticed it was Mira at the door, because, he could only do that to her after what happened initially . Mira was shocked at the loud bang of the door,, but she still did not give up, she then said ... "Please babe... let's talk and trash this thing ones and for all ... come open and let me in please ... you know I truly love you, right ... ? "

Am I the only one doubting Mei's innocence? Niran sounds so real 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I love y'all 😍😍🥰

And what more interesting is that she is in a BL love story. The main protagonist of this story is a man called Aoi Hyoudou. A sweet boy with a poor background. He is bullied during his teenage but he never had the strength to fight back. His delicate features are the reason why Aoi is tormented too much. The possession of dark brown eyes suited his bright complexion. He has thin red lips and not single pores to decorate his soft silky skin. His fluffy curly hair will bounce once in a while during his walk and that always attract people to surrounds him. He is also a natural hardworking model student with a future to become a surgeon. Instead, his path took a good turn once he met the male l

Stripping off my dress, it pooled on the floor, my gaze then drawn to his abandoned shirt – black, a hue that seemed synonymous with him. My lips moistened involuntarily as I noticed the dampness, though not of water. I couldn't discern the color, but a sinking realization painted a vivid image in my mind: blood. Surprisingly, disgust didn't rear its head. How could it, when the man before me was Artemy Loskutov? A complex tapestry woven from disparate threads – a monster, a ruthless killer, and yet, my tender lover. I embraced each facet, for they were all him, and he was the man I loved.

he smirked. I sighed. “Yeah true” He laughed. “look at my Ashy. She is so innocent and cute” “I know” He smiled and then we reached our room. “Open the door” “Ah, no” “What no, Ashy?” he looked at me. “No means no” I smirked. “So you wanna stay in my arms forever? Oh, it is so romantic--” I opened the door before he could say anything else. Huh, he is such a… a… blackmailer.