Sailor Venus Pfp Novels & Stories

venus said, smiling at the woman in front of her. "Oh i see," she said, frowning lightly, but never letting her smile waver. "Oh I'm sorry where are my manners, I'm Ariana, Dantes mate, i was just cooking up his breakfast, can i get you anything?" Venus felt her resolve crack, if someone shot her in the heart it would had done less damage than what she felt at this moment, tears stung her eyes but she tried blinking them away, Ariana just looked away when a tear fell, and Venus quickly wiped it away.

I raised an eyebrow and burst out laughing. "What am I? A message sender? You even made me a servant." She frowned and took a piece of paper from inside his bag. "Name your price. How much money do you want?" I stared for a moment at the check she took out and burst out laughing. "Okay, I get it. I'm not famous but are you serious? You don't know me?" I asked in disbelief. "Why, who are you?" She seemed impatient to ask. "I'm Florence Mil, Servancio Mil's only daughter. I'm a drag racer too." I said with mixed pride. Her eyes widened and she looked at me in disbelief.

"Ahuh, yes? How about you? You don't look like a Filipino, o baka may lahi ka?" "Ay, hindi po sir. May kaibigan po akong Filipino, tinuruan lang po niya ako. Actually, nandito po siya." I'm not sure what Venus is indicating at the moment, but I can feel her gaze on my back. I curled up my fist at the counter to suppress my nervousness. I can feel them getting closer and closer. Venus's hand landed on my shoulder, surprising me with her touch. "Hey? Are you really okay, Ariel? You seemed to be pale. Are you not feeling well? Do you want me to call Tita to get you here?" The series of questions from Venus makes my head spin.

Her father said and she squealed delightfully. Venusa is the only child of her parents. Her father is the chief of the village of Yok. She's the darling princess of the village. Everyone loves her. The Yokians are very spiritual people who worship the blue moon. They tender their worries and problems to the great spiritual mother who is the most powerful priestess of the village who in turn tender the problem of the people to the moon goddess. The current great mother is Umbria, Venusa's mother. Venusa is the next in line.

won't he scoffs ' fine then' I say. I wrap my right arm to his neck in a tight neck hold causing both of us to fall on the ground, I punch his stomach from the side he lets go of me and I quickly roll away from him to get up he grabs my shoulder trying to pull me back I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder towards the ground and I go on top of him 'don't under estimate the power of THE Venom Vixen sweet heart' I say, I get off of him and put my hand out to help him get up. We continue walking and we get to JC's car. He droves off and we head towards Saratoga which was about a 45 minute drive 'so you really aren't going to tell me where we are going?' I ask 'you'll see when we get ther

Nevertheless, Vance had been a rock for me to rest on while he masked his concerns. Seeing Venus smiling at us made my whirling mind gradually quell into a peaceful calm as Venus stretched her hands in the air and yawned as though she had awakened from a regular sleep. Her ivory skin tone was well balanced in comparison to the pale white that accompanied the kripling’s tainted venom that was killing out her regular blood cells. Mom removed all the tubes and ventilator. She completed the last of her examination and helped Venus to drink some water. Then she stepped back from the bed to stand beside Marlena.

Venus “You haven’t done anything wrong.” Venus wiped the tears from her eyes. She wasn’t ready to say the words out loud yet, since it was still really early in their relationship, but she knew that she had to give Hunter a chance. Their friends were standing on the porch looking on as Hunter helped her out of the boat and when they joined everybody else Venus joked that the idea of not being able to work freaked her out and she had to make a run for it.

“Just get on with whatever you have in that ‘reports’ of yours.” She exasperatedly demanded from her assistant. Venus Mabel Gracia. The Spaniard beauty was a Maleficent you couldn’t make an invitation list without. Trendy, glamorous, and proficient, she was an enigma. At the age of 25, she was an idealist feminist fantasy.

It was messy… and beautiful. “Did you paint this one?” He asked. He may have seen the initials below the painting. “Hmm. When I was in the 9th grade,” I answered as I heat the pasta. “Do you have a name for this?” “Yes. ‘The Morning Star.” “So, if I’m not mistaken, the lady on this painting is Venus—the Goddess of love and beauty.” “You figured it out that fast. I’m impressed.” As expected from Yuji Villareal. He seemed to know everything.

Is he kidding me? The only thing I agreed with the information was his height. These six feet two guys with an Italian accent and charm sparkle the way he is, makes my pulse racing up ahead of time. He is that Trojan virus that once entered your life can make you infected by his blazing charismatic personality and chivalrous moves. I searched for more and found he is indeed a TV superstar. Also known as Venus Star because of his one science fiction series. So that's what Kiara was telling me yesterday.