Rabbid Luigi Novels & Stories

Lance promised. "Now that sounds exciting," Stanley cackled. Lance snapped his jaws in an attempt to startle his opponent, but the growl in Taurus's chest kept growing, and he didn't even blink. Stanley didn't like that the big brown wolf didn't even shudder. Who was this pup to challenge him? To think he could defeat him, a Rogue Prince, son of the great Rogue King?

I yell, grabbing the nearest thing, a rock, and bashing it into the white fur with all my might. It lets up... Just a little. A little is all I need to roll to the side, grabbing the knife and sending it into the air, aiming between the wolf's eyes. He dodges. "That's enough." A cold voice cuts through the air. I look up, seeing Ragnar approaching, his scythe wielded in one arm, an angry glint in his eyes. The wolf moves away from me, shifting back to human form. How can someone shift so quickly and seamlessly?

◇NO POV◇ a man in dark room sitting alone with his cigar his face looking ferocious he throwed all the items and shouted "you people are waste you made me to run away from those bastards" the man who was screaming is none other than Raghu he is fuming with anger as the situation came for him to escape from his enemies according to him he is a great mafia lord but when Aurthur took the mafia throne from his dad he started occupying one by one groups and became a powerful mafia king

Rudy rolled his eyes at the man and smirked. "I guess you don't really know Lugh Frankton. Just understand that he's not as simple as he looks, and I don't care about his wealth or women—I want his ring!" "His ring?" The man appeared perplexed. Rudy ignored him and snapped coolly, "I need lackeys, so some thugs will do. For the moment, my presence here must not be known, and Lugh Frankton mustn't find out about my goal—being a thug boss would work for my operation."

Master Luca Wilde roars back, his voice shaking the heavy wooden pillars. Luca Wilde is a legendary elder in our werewolf mafia world, his fur streaked with grey and his silver eyes glowing with a lifelong love for battle strategies. He is totally different from Master Luciano. Luciano is much younger and climbed the ladder by playing dirty territory politics, snagging the presidency of the Painters Association to play power games. Luca holds no fancy mafia titles, but his immense clout comes purely from his raw talent, honed over decades of devotion in the wild woods. When it comes to pulling dirty strings, Luciano is the go-to guy across the borders. But when the talk turns to actual brush

Looks: Short dark brown hair, slender caramel eyes, pointy nose, Athletic skinny Body, Tanned, 6’2, Scar on lower lip on the right side. Family: Unknown Friends: John Smith (Best friend and business partner / Alina Scott (Ex-wife and friend) Gabriel Lockwood (36) Job: Capo of the Italian Mafia in Italy Raphael’s cousin Personality: Ruthless, Confident, Focused, faithful, Greedy. Looks: Long black hair, round brown eyes, Grecian nose, Daddy Body, Tanned, 5’9. Family: Raphael Lockwood (Cousin) / Grandfather: Angelo Lockwood (deceased) / Grandmother: Rose Lockwood (deceased) Father: Lucca Lockwood / Mother: Angelina Lockwood

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

He has been my best friend since childhood and he’s now the Beta of our pack. “Lyrik is pregnant for me,” I responded, passing some files for him to assist me with the paperwork. “So we are expecting an heir from her and she will be the Luna of this pack.” I let out a heavy sigh, “Luna? That is the least of my problems because I'm in heavy situations.” “Which are?” “Lyrik and my Pet. I don't even know which one is worse right now between Lyrik being pregnant and me, marking the low life in my bedroom.”

Luigi replied, continuing to walk away. As we were about to climb the stairs, I turned my head and stuck my tongue out to annoy Russell. His eyes widened, surprised at what I did, but I didn't care and just giggled. Upon entering the room, I quickly took off my clothes to freshen up. While in the bathtub, I suddenly remembered what the guy said about Luigi's preference for women with a large bust and back. So, if he likes women with big chests and backs, why does he want to marry me? Even if we say he bought me for $20 million, he should still marry the kind of woman he likes.

Luther scratches the bridge of his nose. My hand goes behind my neck, I'm struggling not to be so jealous, but my blood is literally boiling. "Who is that now? One of your many friends?" "No, stupid, he is the Captain of the bisons," Luther says, "he is a very scary guy, Marlon. Whatever you do, avoid him on the rink." I scoff and throw the half empty bottle of water back at him. "What's that supposed to mean?!" He frowns at me, as if I was being rude by throwing that bottle against his chest.