Shinobu Hot Novels & Stories

Their body are well shape that they look like god ramping under the heat of the sun. Shin knew that this will attract eyes but he don’t really care. He already found his mate and his getting ready to fight for her. But… 50 meters away from the pool, Shin was able to smell it again, the sweet vanilla smells that intoxicates him. He knew he should stop, he knew he shouldn’t go near her because it will surely cause trouble. But his inner desire wished to see her, plus he needs to confirm something, so rather than turning back; he hurriedly walks to the pool side. But the sight in front of him made him curse the heaven and hell. Jenica and Ginji are kissing passionately on the other side of the

"Oh my god, you like him!" "Shut up," Raiden said. "We're just friends!" "You like him!" "Just shush!" Raiden muttered and went slightly red. "He makes me feel nice." "Does he make you all gooey and warm on the inside?" Tai asked sarcastically. "It's like there's fireworks whenever we touch," Raiden said. Tai froze. "I know that sounds cheesy, don't take the piss, Tai, but there's just something that feels right- and I know it's not been long-"

"Get out!" "Just like that?" Silver could not help being shocked. "What do you want from me? It's like you are trying to say that it is I who took your beddings. You are misinformed." "Come close and you will find out what I truly want from you." He ignored her outburst patting the side of the bed that was unoccupied. "Your highness please get out of my room!" Shinja was fuming both from shame and anger. "Back to that, now, are we not?"

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

"I would also like to report her—Juliana Ziegler is a foreign spy from Rovimia!" Those around subconsciously took a few steps back.

“Only if you call Jacob and fuck him in the next room.” I roll my eyes. “I and Jacob won’t happen, Ira. Quit that!” “But why?? He is so hot… and single.” She says looking at photos on my phone we took today while sipping coke. “If I wasn’t into Liam, I would have totally licked his abs.” I grimace at her choice of words. “What?” She defends herself. “Look at his t-shirt.” She shows me the phone. “It should be a crime to be this hot and wear such fitting clothes.”

I rolled my eyes as he treated me so gently, like I was delicate. “It isn’t my blood.” I assured him. He sighed in relief. “We’ve been looking all over the city for you.” Hachiro frowned. “We started with that blonde gai-ko you like to fuck.” Shinobu snorted, taking the handkerchief from Hachiro to wipe his face. Glaring, I spun and punched Shinobu in the throat. “Speak that way again, and it’s my blade that touches your neck.” I vowed.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.

Kristin slid around on her stool, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor as she spotted the man who'd entered the pub. Talk about a hot man on the hoof. She guessed his height at about five ten, with neat, short brown hair, a muscular compact body accentuated by the T-shirt stretched across his shoulders and the jeans that emphasized his strong legs. Even in the low light of the bar, she could see he had about a three-day scruff decorating his jaw line, just enough to be sexy and send out a message to her misbehaving hormones.