Rika Furude の小説・ストーリー

It made me want to do a back flip whoa so cool! I give control to Tank and make my way to my class. As soon as I enter the spiritual training space, I smell the same scent as Ms. J. And spot this gorgeous light purple-colored wolf with its back to me sitting in the grass, its tail wagging back and forth. I knew right away that it was, "LILA!" Whoa, she really is purple and sooo beautiful. Her head snaps to me and she squeals excitedly over the mindlink, 'MATE! HI!' She trots over to me and nuzzles my face as I rub her furry muzzle, she's so soft. I can see her light purple eyes glow and now that I'm closer I notice bits of silver in her fur, cool! Silver fur means that the wolf possesses som

Firdaus grumbled as she walked into the room. She was wearing a high-low, red lacy dress. She was wearing a black hijab today, thankfully. The heels she was wearing looked so uncomfortable. "Here Faryah, we shouldn't forget the cape" Ummi said and wore the white lace long cape around my shoulders. " This is the first and last time I'll compliment you Faryah, you look okay" Firdaus said and smirked at me. This lady, deep down kind of has a nice spot for me.

Matt said raising his hands. She glared at him. "Don't even dare!" He nodded. "I won't, so what next now?" She picked up her phone and opened Matt's messages, she scrolled down and downloaded the pictures. Furairah was very beautiful too, she was fat in the right places, with wide hips and a flat stomach, the dress she wore clung to her body and a veil was on her head but partly covering it revealing her long, black and seemingly full hair.

Ergo, if her little brother liked this scourge Astar Levi, then she’d… beat the said scourge up until he turned a new leaf in life and stopped being such a scoundrel! Unless her brother liked his scoundrel self? 🤔 In which case, she’d… ai, she’d still beat him up!! She regretted nothing!!! And the final (but most definitely the largest) third of the answer laid in the study of wildlife in all of its different forms. Cordia Maery. A perfect specimen of a wonderous species collectively known as fujoshi or “rotten women”.

"I guess I make scary people disappear." Kali, on the floor, waved her hand. "I give! Don't make me laugh more, I need air!" Nitacha ran in and hid behind Nia. "I'm not here!!" Everyone shared confused glances before Furo, stoned and in his tiger form, stumbled in. He was in a cat sweater and had a collar with a bell on it. "Hate…" Everyone lost their shit at that moment. Nyx and Sal, just rejoining them, fell to the floor in laughter. "You look adorable!!" Nyx gasped out. She watched him try to walk and held her sides. "But it's so funny to see you walk!!"

Apparently, she's one of a unique kind— an Emberfold wolf…… Fiery,mainly orange and red-furred wolf that would raise questions when seen. Rumors have it that if you leave your wolf for over five years without letting it out, they would cut communication with you, and you might not get the opportunity to force them to speak anymore. But that wasn't the case for Akira… Aya had been loyal to her throughout her days of slavery and the freedom taken away from her.

Karline screamed, she was a black American with long waist-length curly black hair that she had let down and beautiful dark-blue orbs. "She is so my type! I don't mind if fate brought us together, I would marry her without any hesitation!" Jane screeched, her bluish-black hair swaying along with the movement of her head that she was wagging around. "I even heard, rumors though that her weapon is bigger than all Japanese alphas, like, she's ranked first there right? It has to be!" Karline screamed. "Don't forget that Japan is one of the few countries having Pures, although they're still teenagers for now, so it's kinda possible," Rina said.

Her face lighting up. “I got my wolf! Isn’t that exciting?!” She exclaims, happiness radiating from her. “Her name is Freya, and she is covered in light brown fur with red flecks through it. She’s stunning, I have to show you her.” “That’s amazing, I can’t believe it!” I proclaim, and I grab her hand. “She sounds gorgeous. When did this happen?!”

“How does that answer my question?!” “He can’t answer your question.” Fury scoffed, rolling her glowing blue eyes. “Because he isn’t allowed. But if you just think about the watch, and—” “Fury!” “For fuck’s sake, Gujin. I hate foxes. You know you have nine-tails … nine! You can’t tell me one of them doesn’t have a dingleberry hanging from the fur.” “Such a poor attitude … it’s unbecoming.” Gujin glanced over at her.

"Its fur is surprisingly white." "Yes! It turns out that I unknowingly chose a suitable name for him. Shiro, white in Japanese." He chuckled, already starting to dry the completely clean Shiro with several towels at once. "Hm, Sean. Can I ask you to get the hairdryer from my dresser?" "One moment." I quickly departed and returned with the item Arabella had requested. Her hand deftly shifted the temperature control and then aimed it at Shiro's still-damp fur.