Shouta Aizawa X Reader Novels & Stories

He exhales, eyes fully awake. "Now, this is life," he grabs my ass, slapping it, and I giggle softly, starting to move my waist and hips. Our moans and groans fill the suite. A/N: Thank you for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you want to learn more about my work, you can follow my I* book account, authorshunshine97, or my F* page, Author-Mercy Sunshine.

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Alfi said jumping back to my book. "Great author, eh? I doubt about it, but we won’t know it if we just hold still, right? Let’s get back to work, Mitsuha.” I said. Mitsuha smiles at me. I am as far as to get back to write the story. Wira is right in front of Kartika. He is ready to release his ultimate technique to her. She looks so paranoid that she can’t move her body for an inch. “Go visit him in hell!” Wira exclaimed.

The Reader stumbled backward. Their faceless hood twisted violently, body bending in impossible angles. “You’re not supposed to hesitate!” they gasped. Liora clutched the book to her chest. “Then maybe this isn’t the final chapter.” “You can’t stop what’s been written,” the Reader hissed. “You can’t outrun the ending!” The floor cracked beneath them, Not ground, But text, Pages of her life peeling apart like skin, And rising from between them, Was a figure made entirely of titles. No face, No features.

All the characters, places and contents of this story is solely based on my imagination, any resemblance to respective elements, is a mere coincidence. To connect to me, do ping me on I*******m as agni_aastha❤ for the character sketches and aesthetics, do connect to me. Shanaya: Witnessing the endless bickering of Amara and Azeil, made me wonder and gave a constant breeze of nostalgia inside my head. How me and Emir used to argue

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Keisha said, raising her glass. “So are you,” Linda replied, already flushed. Estella sat between them, drink untouched for the most part. Watching. Listening. Thinking. “You don’t drink much,” Keisha noted. “I prefer to stay aware.” “Smart,” Keisha said. “Especially around certain people.” Her eyes flicked toward the entrance. Estella followed the glance. And felt it— Before she even saw him. Aizen. He walked in like he always did. Not loud. Not forceful.

"W-Wait. What are you going to do?" Jacob asked Aiza. Aiza went on top of Jacob and sat on his lower abdomen and held his chest. "Just relax there and It's my turn to do the work now," Aiza said while smiling after holding the man's chest. "You'll definitely like it." She then positioned herself and squatted over his manhood and pointed it at the hole of her womanhood. "Here we go," Aiza said as Jacob's manhood slowly entered the hole of her womanhood. "Aaahhh... It feels so good. Your manhood is so delicious."

"I understand" "No hard feelings?" Ryu asked and Aito shook his head. "None at all" Ryu smiled and extended his hand. "My name is Igarashi Ryuho. But please, call me Ryu" Ryu... It was as if that name triggered something and Aito's sight suddenly went white. He saw himself standing in what looked like a closet. A janitor's closet to be exact. He had his arms looped around a person's neck. A man's neck. He could tell from the feel of it. He pressed his body closer to the man and whispered, 'Ryu'

Azrael said something in Japanese language that no one understood but I knew because Azrael had said it a few times when he was reading me a book. My heart is in your world. It was reference from an old author called Ushio Sakamoto. The book was called ‘Hearts with no bound’. It was about a humanoid male doll whose creator’s dying wish was for the doll to find a purpose to his existence, simply put to find a human that made his core beat and protect that human. He found that emotion with a female human. It was a classic piece that I had Azrael read repeatedly to me because it was romantic but tragic that it made me cry each time.