Sailor Jupiter Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Avery Quinton Jacques, a French billionaire and future heir to his father's Solar Power Production Plant, believes that there is so much freedom to be found on the open seas. "You love me, right?" enquired a woman of color. She was holding a blanket to her chest, which covered her entire naked body. A man with dark, slightly curling hair and unshaved stubble reclined beside her. His features were angular. His eyes are blue, his brows and eyelashes are compact and lavish, his nose and jawline are razor sharp, his lips are bow shaped and somewhat pinkish. He's as attractive and captivating as the devil. Oh, breathtaking Avery, he is every woman's fantasy.

JUNO'S point of view "So, what do you think?" I playfully winked at Jupiter after flaunting the third swimsuit in front of him. It's a navy blue two piece swimwear with an assymetrical top. I bought around ten swimsuits but decided to just bring half of them to our beach trip so now I need his help to decide which one is to bring. Jupiter groaned as if he's having a hard time. Literally a hard time. Because he seemed constipated while covering his lap with a big pillow.

Jupiter apologized. "Is Fine" Fallon said getting up. Jupiter looked at Fallon and furrowed her eyebrows. "Who're you? I may not spend much time in this mob, but I know everyone's faces here, you don't look familiar" Jupiter said looking at Fallon. "My name is Fallon, I became a moll here two years ago" Fallon introduce herself to Jupiter "Oh, that's why I don't know you. I have been away from the clan for two years now, my name is Jupiter, bad girl with the vibe" Jupiter said raising her middle finger up.

In his hand, he held his trident, its prongs shimmering with a soft, ethereal light, reminiscent of Neptune's mighty weapon. As they stepped onto our shores, their body suits, crafted from a glorious, living material, glowed with a mesmerizing iridescence, reflecting the wearers' moods and emotions. Deep purples and turquoise hues predominated, with flashes of pink and sea green that seemed to pulse and swirl together, creating a mesmerizing effect. The colors shifted and flowed like the ocean's current, reflecting the wearers' emotions. Their long, raven-black hair cascaded down their backs in soft curls, with beautiful, shimmering aqua-blue highlights and tips, that dance in the sunlight.

"Hmm. Thanks for the compliment, I never imagined anyone could ever see me as anything near funny. So, thank you for the compliment, land walker." Dad said, finally, he wore a slight smile. "Hey Mr! Please pause that land walker thing, I'm Juliet." Mom quickly corrected him. "Oh! Juliet, pardon me, my kind always calls your kind land walkers. "Hmm... Na wa o." She said making a face that says 'where is this one from?' "Your KIND you said, right? So if your KIND calls my KIND land walkers, what then will we call your KIND?" She said still maintaining the look, but this time she used her two fingers to make a quotation mark.

"Offensive? You're a goddamn weapon. If I had tits like yours, I'd flaunt them everywhere I went. You look like a fantasy." I looked toward the helm. Julian stood there, the captain of this floating empire. He'd stripped off his blazer and tie, wearing a linen shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest and a pair of tailored navy shorts. The shirt clung to his broad shoulders, and every time he moved to adjust the wheel, the fabric tightened across his toned abs. His legs were lean and powerful, the kind of strength that came from discipline, not just a gym. He didn't look at me immediately, but I knew he felt me. The air between us hummed, a live wire waiting for a spark.

Zeus's rich smooth voice pulled me out of my head and I glanced up to see him grinning at me. Zeus Jacque was our undefeated champion and he looked almost as if he came out of a manga, or a magazine fitness cover... He was really hot, with glossy black hair that was always slicked back, thick brows, expressive eyes, a perfect nose, and full lips. His jaw was also perfectly in alignment with his face and he was tall and fit. He had a similar build to that of Nicolai, but he didn't have Nicolai's finesse, also, raw power didn't exude from him like it did Nicolai, and there was no manic fire burning in the depth of his blue eyes. I blinked, stopping my thought in its tracks and getting pissed a

I needed. "You have such beautiful tits Princess......and they are all mine and mine alone" His guttural whisper had my stomach clenching almost to the point of pain. I put my own arms around his waist and tried to press closer to him but his hold on me stopped the advance. Without another word he bent his head, and before I could wonder what he was doing, one of my nipples was covered in wet warm lips. A sizzling bolt of electric pleasure ran through my whole body and I cried out....

A dark aura surrounded him. Quickly she turned back, she heard a low growl, maybe coming out from him. But she was not ready to stare at him. Jaxon stared at his new found mate, she had turned staring at him, and at that minute he disgusted her, she was a human, she was weak, very weak his dislike. He would buy her, only to appease the goddess and then he would treat her just like a slave she was. "Now, my name is next, am unbinding the spell now"

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?