Rurouni Kenshin Fanfiction Novels & Stories

However,, he tried to listen if anything else just for her. “It is speaking!” He said. He listened to the bone in his mind as it explained why they were there and he began to realize exactly how special the woman standing next to him really was. It was because of her he could hear, as she loved him completely and truly he also had been given some of her gifts. It was the way things were always supposed to be, including the fact he had been restless before finding her. It was the way it was always supposed to be. As one of the other men walked in and had a puzzled look on his face as he saw Mitsuhide standing in the middle of the room with a rather worn and broken bone in his hand with the pr

"Heh, your attitude just now is enough to prove it. Ah, somehow I doubt that my daughter was raised by a woman like you." "Shut up! Don't even dream of taking it from me." Kenzi deliberately angered Kenra. "Change your face, Darren is watching you, don't let him change his mind to get you." Good grief! Kenzi's words deeply hurt Ralin's heart. He wanted so badly to hit the man's head so as not to think badly of him. "Kenzie, hurry up!" Darren opened the car window because his cousin didn't get up either. "Wait a minute, it looks like my shoes got in the sand." Kenzi made an excuse and then pretended to clean it up.

Completely froze. Ken knocked softly on the door. “Young Master? Is Miss Jessy—” Reno immediately blocked the door from inside. “Ken. Guard the door. Don’t let anyone in.” Ken paused… then said, “…Yes, Young Master.” Reno returned to sit beside Jessy. He looked at her face as her eyes began to close. The kiss still lingered. Why couldn’t he resist it? Reno briefly touched his own lips… then rubbed his face. “This is a mess,” he muttered.

“He does. That is the reason she has been tossed aside. The boy does well for her. He did give her something she never had before.” “What’s that?” Yuri asked as he looked around. “A friend,” Kenshin said as he looked at the other men. “He may be an Akechi by name, but he has enough of his mother in him to make him a good kid.” Kenshin then walked out of the room. “Is our little brother planning something?” Maleek had to laugh. “Calista said months ago that Mark thought it was a good match,” Steven said. “Then hot damn the five of us,” Yuri said with a smile.

she murmured and tightened her hands in my hair. I certainly wanted to hear about these dreams of hers. I wanted to know all the naughty things my mate envisioned with me. I would gladly share mine with her in turn. In my dreams and fantasies, Kenzie always tried new things with me. Again, I nibbled on her clit. Then I pressed one of my coated fingers against her puckered hole. Her eyes widened, but a rush of excitement flooded through the bond. Wow. I assumed she would be a little apprehensive at first.

“That was deep. Is that how you feel about me? You think I’m bad and a bully. You think I’m ruthless.” “You mistook me for a rabbit today. Who knows what you’ll mistake me for tomorrow?” “Maybe a Princess.” By now we were close to joining Ambrose and my cousin. “Isn’t that…” Kenzie placed a hand over her forehead. Thinking she was trying to guard against the sun, but it was just to see clearer. “Ambrose!” she screamed. “You know my cousin’s girlfriend?” And then I saw the resemblance. They were twins.

“Kenji is not using me. For you to insinuate that I’m being stupid goes to show that you really don’t know me like you pride yourself on. Not that it’s any of yours or Johnny’s business, Kenji told me what he had planned against me all for the sake of getting revenge against my daddy. I forgive him. He isn’t a bad guy so will you knock it off?” He grabbed her by the shoulders, “You really want to be with that guy? That guy that low bred bastard?” “Kieran, you’re hurting me. Kenji isn’t a low bred bastard. We aren’t in the eighteen hundreds nor are we in England. Now let go of me.” A voice came up from behind them. It was Kenji. He placed his hand on Kieran’s shoulders. “It would be for the b

Lucern says back, his voice a husky whisper that floats through the quiet room loudly. “Who do you want first, Okami?” Kenji asks, rising from his place on the bed and wrapping his arms around my body in the most delicious of ways. His breath tickles along my collar as he makes his way up my throat until he reaches my ear. “Or will it be all of us at once?” His voice comes out gruff, letting me know that Ren is just beneath the surface, ready to come out and play at any moment. “Now you are getting somewhere, Handsome.” Rieka purrs, turning our head to the side to give Kenji better access to our neck so he can continue placing those delicious kisses along our skin.

55: Hiro - Migraine? Hiro It may have been chilly when Maka put the blanket over us, but the completely fucked up image of me eating out Ayame has my skin beading with heat, and my staff at full attention in my belt line. ‘Probably too tight for all that, cousin,’ Iken’s chuckle brings a whole new level of depraved in my brain. It’s none other than Ren holding her legs open by the knees for me to feel her tight gripping muscles suck in my tongue while I play with her ass to get her ready for double penetration.

Tension coiled bowstring, dominance unspoken submission tempted, but I pivoted sharply, heels clicking retreat. Penthouse shower steamed fog later, water scalding blood memories away, but his phantom stalk lingered skin-deep. Rourke is gone—neck snapped for Darius, for me. Frame shredded, Omega dirt weaponized. Kenji's vengeance gift-wrapped poison, binding tighter. Too deep. His obsession mirrors mine now—ruin or rise together?