Sukuna Cool Novels & Stories

“The Luna said-” His hand clamped around the back of my neck before I could finish. Not hard. Not cruel. Just enough to silence. “The Luna,” he repeated softly - dangerously - “says many things.” He lifted the silk between us, running it over my cheek. The fabric was cool, whisper-soft. “Trying to please me, are you?” he murmured. “Trying to distract me from what I want?” I inhaled shakily. “I-I hoped it would help.”

Someone told me these things, but apparently, Jenna tried to kill the alpha and Luna and take over when Mira was kicked out! "What?!”

Maddison Spencer-Bennett. “Until we meet again, Suicune, goddess of the north wind. I told you I would find you again… mate.” Suicune? What the fuck was he talking about? Who was Suicune? As if they had heard my thoughts, a melodious feminine voice said, “I thought you were dead, Sokaris. What will it take to get rid of you? Damn Greek trash!” I opened my eyes wide as I understood that whoever said those words was none other than Selene.

He remains silent, his eyes not leaving mine until he starts to laugh. “You think I will make a deal with you, Zachary? My wife is Luna, one after the moon goddess’s heart. She can give me all the cure I want in the world and you think I will settle for you? Come on man, I thought you were smarter than that. Well” he gestures to my hand where a wound is still bleeding, “you might want to check that, it’s not going to heal. Ir is coated with silver” “What?” “Do not show up at my party uninvited Zachary, do not come in front of my wife and do not even think about her”

I said. “Savannah. I am telling you, she’s smarter than that.” He said. Someone then rang the doorbell and Kane got up to go and answer it. I didn’t hear any talking so I went downstairs to see what was going on and Kane was standing there with a package in his hand. He opened it up and there was a DVD in it. With a note that he handed me straight away. Dear Alpha and Luna,

- Sunny he immediately gets the thing that is on his back pocket that is staying there since the start of the apocalypse "Hello my old friend I'm going to drink you now"- Sunny Sunny reveals his hidden weapon in his pocket! and it was a GIN!!! he quickly consumes this half bottled drink without chaser! "HHUUUU!!! its the best!!"- Sunny SUNNY BALAYO ALCOHOL BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 90/100- 30mana per minute deduction

“As you wish, Mr Yukimura” “You little— ”. _________ “She totally likes you”. Sakura sits at the vanity, facing the mirror and brushing her damp hair gently. “No she doesn’t”. Saeko groans. “Tell her Sorahiko”. “She does”. I’m surfing the net, trying to see if I can find anything about ‘Raven’. I haven’t had any luck yet. “See?”. Sakura snorts teasingly. “She doesn’t like me”. Saeko grits out. “If she did, why would she spend all that time on the jet feeding me apples?”.

"Boy, you are exactly how you described yourself online" "And also with you, you're beautiful" he smiled again and she slightly blushes. 'Thank you". "Now we've seen, some proper introduction please". "I am Ishida, Sakiko Aria Ishida". "I am Sasuke Arnold." "You have an English name for a surname?" "No, my mum thought it nice to have an English name, my surname I don't like saying. Or okay Uchida, Sasuke Arnold Uchida." "Nice meeting you." "My pleasure."

Larissa suppressed her impatience and said calmly, "Hurry up before the bread and coffee get cold." "Okay!" Lana replied, but she made her appearance fashionably late—after a delay of thirty minutes. It was already late October, and the weather had turned bitterly cold. The temperature could drop below ten degrees in the morning. Lana was dressed in a fuzzy pink sweater on top, but she had only paired it with denim shorts and white sneakers at the bottom, leaving her thighs completely exposed.

"Hey, Sardines." Tracing the cheery voice, I found myself staring at a woman who seemed like she was auditioning for a rock and roll movie from the early 2000’s; the red streaks in her light brown hair, matching the red shade of her lipstick, with her grey crop top adorned with a big, lettered writing of: funk it up bitches. But on taking a closer look at her face, I was met with strikingly siAmayar features with that of Dove.