Sailor Moon In Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Thank you by the way.” Miho just smiled and quickly walked back to her seat. She sat down and carried on doodling on her piece of paper. “Can I seat with you if you don’t mind?” she asked looking at Miho. Miho nodded her head as she let the girl with earrings on her face to move pass her. “By the way I’m Veliou Knight and you?” asked the girl with earrings on her face. “Miho, Miho Weapon” replied Miho shaking Veliou’s soft slim caramel hands.

That is our strength, isn't it? With a profound sense of melancholy, the Moon Goddess let out a sigh. "Love is strong, but it is not unqualified. It may cause wounds as well as cure them. It may shatter as well as bind. And in your situation... Her face darkened as she stopped. "It is capable of destroying." I shook my head, feeling a wave of incredulity. "Destroy? How? I don’t—”

* Serpentine,her demon side said and Moon pursed herl-ips *Well,I’ve never thought about having a mate. I’m still 19* Moon sighed *I have a feeling we are getting one soon,,a hot one* Serpentina said Moon immediately disconnected the mind link and closed her eyes thinking about how tomorrow is gonna be. TBC

She milks him until they are both spent and lay on the forest floor. “I love you, Titan,” Iris tells him as she kisses his neck and shoulder. “I love you too,” Titan pants as they hold each other. “You are my everything.” “I love a good love story,” Muses Aphrodite in the arena. “I will wager 300 souls on Selene’s lovers to win!” Poseidon narrows his eyes at her. “Be careful with your bet. All bets are taken seriously here. Be sure your wager is recorded as you mean it.”

The creator looked toward the alternate Silas. Then carefully asked: “What was her favorite story?” The alternate version blinked. Caught off guard again. Like nobody had ever cared about these details before. His eyes lifted toward Lyra’s stars. Then he laughed softly through tears. “She loved the story about the moon who kept following the ocean.” Hope immediately pulsed with interest. “Why?” The alternate version looked toward my stomach. And his expression softened completely. “Because she thought love meant staying close to someone…” His voice lowered. “…even when you couldn’t touch them.”

Dian POV My hands slid down her arms, caressed her waist and went back up. Yas inhaled sharply as my palm covered her breasts beneath the water. Her head tipped back against my shoulder. "I love this.” she whispered. "That’s the goal.” I smiled against her damp hair and kissed just below her ear. My thumbs found her nipples, brushing over them slowly. She shivered, her whole body tensing. "Sensitive already?" "A little." She smiled softly with her eyes closed.

When love arose between two wolves spontaneously and genuinely, they were said to be companions destined by the Goddess Moon, since before their birth. First the wedding should be agreed, then the ritual of coffee was performed, in which the groom should drink a whole cup of coffee, seasoned with salt by the bride, in front of as many people as possible, as proof of his real interest and that he was willing to do anything for that female.

“I love you, Astraea. So… so much. And I know… I know you feel the same. So… don’t leave me. Please… my Luna.” She forcefully removed her hand from his grasp and shook her head. “I don’t… love you. I don’t love you. I don’t love you!” Caelum fell to his knees. She might as well have taken a blunt-edged knife and stabbed his heart with it numerous times because he would rather be dead if she didn’t love him back. “You’re lying. You told me yourself. You told me you loved me!” She made a move to walk away but he clung to her leg as he begged. “Don’t leave me. Astraea, please… why can’t you? Why?”

Let's not talk about the past, I managed and returned to the moon and my friends. Kostya, that is, the Moon, a black fiery wolf in the body of a guy is my master. Each Inari must have a master whose wishes we fulfill, and a house that we actually guard. If all Inari choose their master intuitively, then I chose with my heart. I love my “mistress” to madness and the Moon reciprocates me. Yes, our love is not physical, although there was such a thing, but rather spiritual.