Novel & Cerita Pretty Cure Fanfiction

He was moving. Lucifer was moving. Without thinking about anything else Martin ran to Lucifer touching his cheek. "My son. Lucifer." Catelin abruptly ran out to call Trevor and he instantly came to check Lucifer. As soon as they entered the room they saw with how normal yet dark gaze Lucifer was staring at his father. "Dad." He mumbled making Catelin freeze in her place. A wide smile appeared on Trevor's lips realizing. They succeeded in curing him. Lucifer got his sanity back. _____________________________________ It's all fictional don't take it seriously. So our Lucifer is cured now. A few more chapters are left. Be ready for an emotional rollercoaster. Next will be up soon. Keep on likin

"Someone like Zoe." His brows knit tight. After a long silence, he let out a chuckle, his tone softening like he was coaxing a child. "So, you're jealous, huh? Zoe and I are just colleagues, nothing more. Leaving you hanging today was my bad. I promise, I'll cooperate fully with the treatment from now on." He reached for my damp, chilled jacket, trying to peel it off. I slapped his hand away, snatching my bag and heading for the bedroom with a cold laugh. "Cooperate? With what? You all kicked me out of the group chat. Why keep up the charade?"

The reason he once pretended to be crippled in order to keep her by his side was because he firmly believed they still had a future together. But now, he was little different from a dead man. There was no future for them anymore. "I'll read to you," Anna said softly. She picked up the book resting by the bedside, already half-finished, and continued reading in a gentle voice. Chris closed his eyes. His mind filled entirely with Adriana. She was wearing a red dress, laughing as she chased after a puppy through the garden of the Slater family estate.

Zeny said to Tania. Tania answered when Zeny turned to look at her. "What are you doing?" asked Zeny. He shouldn't have asked if only he knew Tania was still looking at her phone screen with a face that no longer needed to be described. Tania's face has remained unchanged since she saw Abyan's picture in Emma's zen book. "A smart girl, right? Was he able to duplicate Abyan's almost-perfect face? If he works here, Abyan and Emma will make a great couple. Her skills are amazing," says Tania.

“Did you make sure she knew that I was back?” “Of course,” Cui Fen said. “When will she be home?” she asked. “I do not know,” Cui Fen replied as she shook her head slowly, “She must still find the young man to help before it is too late.” “Bruce?” In her tired state, Tatyana was only half interested. The rich scents of hot chocolate were already working their wiles on her. She wondered if she’d even need to drink it for sleep. “The werewolf man,” Cui Fen reiterated. “She is staying to help. They found him in the mountains, but he ran away before they could give him the cure.”

"That wouldn't work. They might look old, but they're still going to live for far longer than you realize. They took really good care of their health." Trisha wanted to argue that point, they looked like skeletons with their skin pulled over just enough to hide the bones. Far from the picture of health Ryan was painting them out to be. Her computer dinged and Trisha grinned. "Hey, Kanda, it's time for you to be introduced to my world. Welcome to Clevania." She grabbed him and made him sit in her seat as she turned the sound on and pushed play for the game's cut scene before she went to finish his.

My left cheek still burned, while the sounds of Julian and Elena's panting drifted from the private room. The sticky splash of bodies and the dull thud of flesh against flesh were mixed with the crowd's suggestive whispers. They slithered into my ears like venomous snakes. "Wow, that's surprising. Mr. Zane always looks so proper, but he's pretty passionate with his sister." "What sister? Looks more like a lover to me." "With Julian's status, so what if she were his sister?"

Fight it! The electricity between them crackled, snapping against her skin like tiny whips. It hurt, but she didn't pull away. She found the crystallized silver near his heart. "Come on... break... break for me!" "You are not dying tonight," she told him through gritted teeth. "Not in my clinic. Not on my table. I don't care how important you are, Dylan Virelli. You are going to fight this." She felt his heart skip, then thud, a heavy, powerful rhythm that shook the table. The blackness began to recede. The wound started to knit together. Exhausted, Lumina slumped into a chair three hours later, her clothes soaked in sweat and his blood.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

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