Roronoa Zoro Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she said coldly, taking the right side of the room and shutting the door. "She is always moody," Mac added, walking to her room. I walked to the center room and settled in. The void crept in, but I pushed it away. I had received a threatening letter from Zoro. He was coming for my blood. I would wait for that asshole and kill him. **** Mac - POV

After twenty minutes of trying to figure out what to say Zinjo's soft voice interrupted her train of thought. "There was a twisted kindness about Hinata. She made me feel desired, but like I had taken a bath in mud. She promised me pleasures beyond the human realm. I asked if you would be there," Zinjo chose a rock and let his feet dangle in the water. "The kindness vanished and she screamed at me. She was supposed to be my only desire. When I refused her again she paralyzed me and wrapped me up in the cocoon. I have never felt so powerless in my life." Aurelia put her arm around him and let her feet dangle in the water, "I take it feeling powerless did not agree with you?"

A beautiful young girl, so clear like the water in the mountains. I walked closer and told her to sit next to Zoris. I felt a threatening aura from Zoris who wanted to seduce this girl, not to sleep with her but to interrogate her. This girl looks tense and embarrassed. Does he like Zoris? "Where are you from, maybe you are younger than me, how can I call you mother," said Zoris and this girl was nervous, she took a breath, occasionally glanced at me then looked at Zoris shyly, damn it! Zoris will be happy to have succeeded in seducing this fake mother-to-be for him.

And so I heard everything. “Speak!” His dominance had me in a chokehold, and I was already speaking out my desires without even realizing it. “I want you to bury your huge cock in me…” “…and make me scream your name into the dark night right here on this watch tower…” Without even giving me a chance to complete my words, Ronan’s hands reached out and ripped my dress apart. “Kneel then, Zira...” “I’ll make all your wishes come through.”

I asked and pulled his shoulder to let him lean his back on the chair. "Ceres is an Incubus ." Jiroo groaned as he lay his head on my shoulder. "She drains me out." "What?" I asked, laughing the word's out but when I realized what he was trying to say, my eyes widened and grabbed his shoulders. "Wow, congrats!" I beam and ruffle his hair happily. "Yeah, congratulations to you, too." He said teasingly, he lifted up his head and blinked his eyes at me. "Roo, you seem so sleepy, wanna go–."

ZAYDEN Ronan relaxed back into the seat, arm outstretched, giving her unrestricted access to his body. His eyes were fixed on me, a victorious smirk on his face. He was waiting for me to make a fool of myself, snap and drag Liora off him, becoming the butt of jokes for the rest of the semester. I've already been embarrassed enough, I won't give them any more things to gloat over. Liora’s fingers trailed up his shirt, and she leaned closer to his face, tongue swiping up the trace of sweat on his neck. Her breathing had turned heavy, making it obvious this drama was veering dangerously off the track of a mere dare.

"You'll make it hard for me to maintain control." His eyes widened. I leaned in and pressed my lips to his neck. "You feel it, don't you?" I whispered against his skin. "How hungry I am for you?" "Zane, today is your coronation day," Sora breathed. "You have to be ready for it." "There's time," I told him, already hard and horny. "You're... you're poking me," he stammered. My hands roamed all over him, gripping his sides and stomach.

He hit his back causing him to go unconscious. Zoran grinned as he turned back towards Nora. He was ready to end her once and for all. He looked towards her as he channeled his powers once more, raising her body into the air. She watched as his body glowed a bright yellow as she felt as her body began to tremble. She could slowly feel her energy draining from her as she felt a single tear run down her cheek. She didn't know how much longer she could last. She wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to do this.

I didn’t care. I wanted her to see me like this. Unafraid and Unbroken. “Look a’ me,” I said softly. Her lip curled, but she said nothing. “I am not ya dog,” I continued, my voice steady. “I am Zoraya. Daugta of Queen Melody. Sista ta Aaron and Giovanni. And natin ya do we eva put me back in a cage.” Her fingers tightened on the bars until they trembled. Her nostrils flared. But still, she didn’t speak. She couldn’t. Because the truth was already written in my tone.

’ From above me, he knocks me into the ground. Did I underestimate him too much? - NOROYA’S POV Something isn’t right. He should be dead by now. Why isn’t he suffering? I have been deliberately dishing out only intense attacks and curses. Why? I cast another spell. This time, I fling him into a tree. The cuts and bruises on him are deep but not deep enough to kill a werewolf. They are not fatal enough. What is going on? Why?! I unleash curses on him, holding him in place with magic. Orio is not going to forgive me if I let this brat go. He needs to die. How dare he with stand my attacks?! Why aren’t they working the way they are supposed to?