Possessive Male Lead Manga の小説・ストーリー

“I am an Omega.” Melissa has been an Omega all her life and that is a fate she has long come to accept, she did not expect a life mate. She did not even want to meet hers, life mates are a rare phenomenon now in the werewolf world. Only Alpha’s tend to find a life mate and nine out of ten times, she is of an equally high rank. Never an Omega. Alpha Mason stared at the mark on her neck, instantly his eyes widened and fell. His hand fell from hers and he stared at the mark on her neck with a mix of several overwhelming emotions.

PAIGE Haruto points a gun at Marcus. Marcus points a gun at Julian. Julian points a gun at Haruto. Three men. Three weapons. Three faces twisted with hate. I stand in the middle, frozen. Can't move. Can't speak. Can't breathe. "She's mine." Haruto's voice is cold. Hard. Nothing like the man who kissed me on my doorstep. "She's always been mine. Six years I waited. Six years I loved her. You don't get to take her from me."

This man held the world in his hand; he needed no one’s permission to do whatever he liked. "You're right. I don't need your permission," he uttered and Calla shot her head back at him, staring at him with knotted brows. He stood to his feet and grabbed his phone. "I'm Capo De Capi after all," he said and left the dining room. Leaving the dumbfounded Calla with her wide-open mouth. She could never win an argument with this man, it was almost impossible.

Introduction to some of the characters seen so far: Takamatsu Henjiro; Isekai's father And also an entity that has powers greater than most gods, his gift in Erath is passive hearing and resistance to fire,while his normal abilities are far too many than can be counted, his personality is not that great since he is the type that act without contemplating much on what might happen or the possible outcome of his actions.

Has white hair. Mange:- they have a history of delinquency and being displaced by social services but seems to be normal kids. Tanjiro- A guitar player who's energy reminds Kagami of Izanagi at times, a blonde haired brown eyed fellow. His quiet and focused demeanor often make others see him as the leader of the group but that's not completely the case.

He had to stop it or he would evolve into a wolf form. "No! Not now!" His eyes had turned red, his arms became hairy. His teeth slowly changed to a sharp, fatal one. Klaud Anderson was an alpha who has been living in the world of pure mortal for how many years. His father forced him to marry the last female alpha and he was forced to have a son with his mate. But he knew, his heart searched for someone and after a long, long parade, he had found that someone at the wrong time.

The figure was that of a handsome man who looked to be in his early thirties with raven hair and stern obsidian eyes. He was wearing a stylish and sophisticated suit as he coldly looked at Maria, who, frightened, couldn't help but think, 'This man reminds me of a certain anime character.' The character that came to mind was associated with a popular anime about an orphaned ninja with a demon fox sealed inside of him, who dreamed of being the leader of his village one day. "It has been brought to my attention that you have broken one of this academy's sacred rules by attacking one of your fellow classmates during a training exercise." Even his voice was cold when he addressed her.

Morgana sat astride Kuraokami as he landed confidently, phasing straight into human skin and catching her in his arms as he strode forward to greet the others that were preparing to fight alongside them. 'Is it wrong to be turned on by the fact that you carry me everywhere?' The Seductress asked via their mind link, and Kuraokami raised an eyebrow, retorting 'Is it wrong to want to fuck you right here in front of them all so they know you belong to me?' As he nibbled on the inside of her neck, causing a tidal wave of desire to wash through her body despite her efforts to mask it. Takaokami and Kuramitsuha growled possessively, swiftly stalking alongside their brother and laying hands on thei

His leadership skills had earned him the respect of both humans and supernatural beings alike, and his reputation as a protector and guardian was well deserved. Despite his formidable presence as an Alpha, Dean carried himself with a gentle and compassionate demeanor, his eyes reflecting a wisdom that belied his youthful appearance. His connection to nature and the wild called to the primal instincts of those around him, a reminder of the untamed power that resided within him as a werewolf Alpha.

Dominic smiled cruelly as he informed the Silver Wolves of his plan. “In that case we would have to fight” Mane exuded confidence as he summoned his blades. Dominic’s eyes twinkled when he saw this, and he assumed that Mane would have the artefact. Storage spaces were very rare after all. Not only would he regain the artefact, he would also get a storage space. Things couldn’t be better. “Please let me kill them Master” the formerly docile Possessed knelt before Dominic and requested when he felt Mane’s aura. He didn’t recognize Mane at first; but he did now. Mane could cover up his face all he wants, but the Possessed would never forget that aura.