Shisui Novelas e Histórias

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

With only smell, he can tell what someone put in any drink or any food. Ishida Kazumi – The wife of Masayuki who worked as a model in her youth. Ishida Yoshiro – The extremely capable son of Masayuki and Kazumi. He is the front-runner to become the new supreme Boss.

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

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His brown red hairs were wavy as he smiled towards Yang Shizu. Shizu smiled back as he introduced himself and to everyone's surprise Chiean Hwa shaked the hand of Yang Shizu as he said, "We are from SfX." Lu look at Chiean Hwa with more curiously as his inner detective kept on asking questions on questions. Shizu smiled as he only replied that he knows you guys are from SfX since his brother works there.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

[Name: Shi Tian] [Lifespan: 15/180] [Race: Mortal Human] [Body: Celestial Yang Physique] [Cultivation: Third Layer of Spirit Grand Master Stage] [Cultivation Method: Primordial Chaos Sutra Part 1, Primordial Yin-Yang Scripture, Part 1] [Mystical Power: Chaos Flame] ...

"Item 13 is at somewhere called Haodong commercial centre." Quickly, Ricardo synced the SUV's GPS with the tablet and the coordinates popped up. "Everybody, hang on," he said as he revved the engine and the car shot through the road like a speed demon. "You know, I don't get something," Jay said as they went, "why would the Nameless choose to bring Item 13 all the way to Shanghai to deploy it? And in a commercial building no less." "Well, I think it may have something to do with this." Megan passed him the tablet to see a news article. "Apparently, the World Economic Forum is renting out a space in the centre for a special intervention meeting."

Alia's vision blurred out. The very next moment she saw someone familiar. Although this person was in armor, she very well recognized the red armor. Grisha was standing in front of her in her Blood-Obsidian Armor. The armored man was still standing near her. The situation confused both Grisha and Alia. Grisha stretched her hand and pointed her blade at Alia. "Correctly answer my question in the next 3 seconds or I will cut your head off. What is my favorite food?" Alia immediately dropped her weapon and replied, "Homemade cookies made by me!"