Sailor Venus Pfp Novels & Stories

I thought I just got a membership, why VIP? "What is the name of our captain?" She suddenly mentioned. I turned to her in surprise. "Uhmm, Zyrus Valencia? Is he our captain? Hahaha, why did you ask?" "That's the reason why you got into the VIP." "Huh?" (* _ *) "Sir Zyrus is also known as Mr. Metous, short for meticulous, though he is just a captain of the research guild, he is a triple S rank vanguard and a part of Glorious 5 of Lumiere City.

Loud party music was also blasting all over the place… and even underwater, I could hear the music clearly. I took a quick dip and swam over Venus’ current location to check up on her broken heart. She was sitting on the swimming pool stairs while leaning against the hand railing. She was smiling widely while watching her friends get wild over the alcohol on the pool side across us. Half of her body was soaked under the water, covering up the non conservative red bikini on her body. “What’s good, birthday girl? That smile ain’t fooling me,” I grinned as I sat on the cold, white marble stairs beside her. Venus rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Most importantly, Prince BlackScale, Heir to Salazar Kingdom, was not the man she wanted to marry. Venus had been called upon from her home in the temple of Lilith. she had a Saintess there since she was 18. she had lived in service and simplicity for 4 years now. she had hoped to return home on her own terms by the time she was 25 and look for marriage then. however when news got around that the prince was seeking marriage her father Lord will ridge had immediately assured her home. whether it was the fate of Willis or some other God she unfortunately had been chosen to marry the heir to the throne.

They awaken when the moon calls them home. Evelyn’s head spun. Her mark burned under her sleeve, as if in recognition. She slammed the book shut, her pulse racing. Selene. The First Queen. And she looked exactly like her. The walk back to her lodging was a blur. Her mind churned with the words she’d read, the image etched into her skull. Descendants. Bloodline. Chosen, not bitten. Kael had called her his mate. Rowan had called her cursed. Jonah had looked at her like she was slipping through his fingers.

Vesta rotated the seat in front of Venice holding a 5R photo size and her eyes were staring at the photographs attentively. Vesta walked toward her and sat down next to Venice to take a look, there were two guys and one lady in the photo. Her gaze stopped at her brother who was in the middle, smiling widely, his eyes crinkled, showing his even white teeth, his strawberry blonde hair was slightly long like he had forgotten to cut it, wearing an FU uniform. On his left side was a young man of the same age as his brother, a diamond shape face, his thin brown lips form a smile, he was taller than Xyller, fair skin and a skinny body wearing the FU uniform.

“Thank you, everyone!” The doe-eyed pop idol smiled as the crowd cheered. Sapphire blue eyes sparkled and I found myself drawn to them once more. Sable Vogel is the ideal girl any straight man can have. Petite looking and small enough to cuddle, long black wavy hair that covers most of her back, the cute dance moves and innocent reactions during interviews were some of the many reasons why she has almost all of Luna’s male population as her fans.

Her plaid shirt is too big for her slim frame with a few buttons open, showing off her white shirt with SpongeBob winking printed in front. “Are you scrutinizing my fashion sense, Fifth?” My eyes snap at her face. Her voice is so smooth and sweet. “Why aren’t you wearing a proper uniform?” “Venice.” “Huh?” “My name is Venice Lewis.” She smiles, showing off her dimples. She’s cute. “Oh.” Venice is wearing thick black-rimmed glasses. Her chocolate brown hair is braided into two. She has a straight nose, and her lips are pink and no hint of lipstick or lip gloss.

The thought of never meeting Ian again and the guilt of not uniting Ian with his true soulmate tortured him slowly. "Host?" June looked up and weakly smiled at the teenage girl dressed in a white tight suit. She was Venus his system. He had seen her physical form whenever he came to Love Crop. "Hey Venus," he said and wiped his face. "Are you not feeling good?" She asked, her robotic voice was the only thing that reminded June she is not real. June gave her a smile, avoiding her scarlet eyes, "I am fine." He assured. Venus gave a nod and said, "I came to say goodbye. It has been a pleasure working with you, host."

Amor said, I nodded, then he left, slightly bowing to Zahir and Venus. “Both of you are staying in different rooms?” Venus asked. I nodded. Venus was extremely pretty. She had sharp facial features. Her eyes were black and her hair too. Her lips were always covered with lipsticks of all shades other than pink and red. When I saw her earlier, she had light green lipstick on and now it was sky blue. She had the habit of pressing her lips together and mixing the lipstick whenever she could. Her nails were always painted too, mostly darker shades of all colours. Her clothes weren’t much different from the one I was wearing.

these were the last words of the woman who was betrothed to the fool. Pepe had seen the anime like characters of the women in this world as even the peasants in the streets could match the sexiest models in his past. But when he had first seen this woman, all thoughts of propriety went out the window. She was akin to a goddess in the fairy tales and was the most beautiful female Pepe had ever seen in his life to date. Venus. That was her name. She was about five foot seven and every inch of her body was simply made to entice the species of men.