Satoru X Suguru Mga Nobela at Kwento

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Only Sorata lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, his expression constantly changing, showing unwillingness. What Sorata didn't notice was that Mitaka had been paying attention to him and Mitaka's expression was a bit serious. Monica and Sorata both entered Sakurasou one after another and the relationship between him and the other two was quite similar, and it wasn't that he was more biased, but now, he felt that Sorata was a bit irrational.

"Huh? Uncle Ken, have you forgotten him? Satoru is my and Ei-tan's childhood friend remember? He is also my lover now." "Satoru? As in Satoru Lee?!" Ken couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the childhood friend of his son. Eiji, Yuuta, and Satoru grew up together since they were small kids until they reach high school. The three of them went into different universities which broke them apart plus both the family of Yuuta and Satoru transferred to the Capital. But the friendship between the three of them didn't disappear and even the fact that Yuuta and Satoru got together didn't matter to Eiji.

Sora desperately pleaded as he stroked himself, his eyes rolling, lips trembling and back arching. He cried out when I gripped his hilt, blocking his release as I increased my speed. I wanted us to cum together, to release in sync till we were limp. "Cum." That simple but power command had him screaming as he spilled his seed while lost in orgasm. I pulled out of him, spilling my hot sticky semen on his sexy body as I stroked my orgasm till it was calm. Sora was a panting, arousing mess. I watched as two fingers of his touched his body, our mixed seeds leaving a sticky trail on his finger as I took a warm towel and cleaned him up.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

SORAYA “Life isn’t black and white, Sora…” he told me, his voice etching with so much wisdom, I was compelled to listen. “You see, Jeremy had a mate…Isabelle. As a mate, they were inseparable. They quarreled a lot and were always going for each other’s throats, but at the end of it all, your mate is your mate, you know…” Xaden shrugged. “She passed on a couple of years back and it’s a miracle that Jeremy is still alive now,” Xaden sighed.

Aito bows even lower. Sakura’s pheromones rise in distress. “I promise to tell you first! So please raise your head!”. Sorahiko looks like he’s holding himself back from physically trying to lift Aito’s head himself. Thankfully, in the next moment, Aito raises his head himself. He smiles at Sorahiko gratefully. “You don’t know how much this means to me, thank you so much Sorahiko”. As Sorahiko tries to wave away Aito’s thanks, Sakura stares at the scene with skepticism.

Fighting it, I watch as she touches a woman’s shoulder in front of me and the older woman turns to her before asking, “Do I know you?” The Soul Eater shakes her head no, and then caresses the woman’s cheek before leaning closer to kiss her mouth. The minute she kisses her, I sense something strange has happened. When she walks casually off, the woman is left standing there staring after her and then she falls to the ground.

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​With a final, glass-shattering cry, Kaelen exploded into a cloud of white ash. ​The server room went dead silent. The grey mist evaporated, and the blue lights flickered back to life. ​Julian didn't pull away. He held the kiss for three seconds too long, his fingers tangling in my hair, his body pressed so tightly against mine that I could feel the frantic thud of his heart. When he finally broke the contact, his eyes weren't silver or grey—they were a deep, dark charcoal, swirling with a desire that was far more dangerous than the Sin-Eater.