Shoujo Ai Novels & Stories

"Watashi wa Shuji Liao desu. Shojiki na tokoro, anata no yo na tsuyoi seikaku no hito o aisuru koto ni naru to wa omotte mo imasen deshita. Kore ga itsu hajimatta no ka wakarimasen ga, watashi wa shizen ni, soshite honto ni anata o aishimashita. Anata ga itta yo ni, muri ni aishite hoshikunai kara yamete to. Demo, hajimete anata ni atta toki, watashi wa mada anata no hito to nari ni utagai o motte imashita. Demo ima wa, anata ga donna hito de atte mo, Lixue, sono mama no anata o aishite imasu. Kazoku ni donna shiren ga otozurete mo, watashi wa kesshite akiramemasen. Anata wa watashi no yume ni arawareta josei de, watashi no kodomotachi no haha to nari, soshite tsuma ni naru hito

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

Jojo began to shake Angel, her demand urgent, "I want sugar in my..." But her words faltered as she caught sight of Lady Leggy, who stood watching her with an unwavering gaze. Jojo's attention shifted, captivated by the enigmatic figure. "Ooh, shiny person!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands like a toddler. She took slow, sheepish steps towards Lady Leggy, her eyes fixed on the elegant gown. Reaching Lady Leggy's presence, Jojo bowed deeply, her small hands reaching out to touch the hem of the gown. "I worship you," she declared, her voice filled with childlike wonder.

"I felt the creep whenever I came here." I ran my fingers of the spine of each book and then I read the manga's title one by one: "Hanayori Dango", "Harumatsu bokura", "Tsubaki chou planet", "Reimei no Arcana", "Akatsuki no yona". These are all shoujo (romance genre). But there are other sport genre too, like: "Slam dunk", "Haikyuu", "Prince of tennis", "Eyeshield twenty-one", "Kuruko basketball". Fantasies and action genres are available too: "Demon slayer", "Hakuoki", "Bungou stray dogs", "Attack on titans".

Yagyuu Ai was a woman with a hot body and an elegant temperament. Qin Haodong did not speak. He seemed hesitant and moved. "Qin-kun, I'm still a virgin, but I'll satisfy you." Yagyuu Ai began to undress. When the broad kimono was taken off, Qin Haodong's eyes suddenly opened wide. She was wearing no clothes underneath her kimono. Her hot figure began to ravage his eyes as novelty, excitement, beauty, sexuality, desire and many other words surged in his mind. He felt a fever burning in his nostrils, making them almost bleed.

She plays with her fingers as she side eyes me, waiting for me to crack. She rises a finger and places a claw under my chin. "What are the codes?"

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

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

Her foremost reason might be because of her abhorrence to how she was used and twisted to serve the killer of her own ancestors but still, it was clear to see that Maru had indeed benefited much from her actions. But for how long this façade of peace would linger, that was the real question. Maru sighed and opened his palm to present a circular item. This was the heart of Madame Ais. The only thing left of her. He attempted to instill essence into the small disc. "Initializing system… 1% 2% 3% 99% 100% complete System Integrated... Welcome to the Artificial Intelligence System, host." The female voice said. These words were very familiar to Maru and so he said.

By the time five years had passed, the frightened girl who had once collapsed in the forest had transformed into a young woman. Aria was now twenty-five. Her beauty had grown striking with time. Her silver-white hair flowed past her waist like falling moonlight. Her pale skin carried a soft glow beneath sunlight. And her eyes those unusual gray eyes seemed deeper now, holding secrets even she didn’t fully understand. But what changed the most were the strange powers sleeping inside her. At first they had appeared only in moments of intense emotion. A cold breeze swirling around her when she was angry. Frost forming on windows when she was frightened.