Sukuna Megumi Icon Novels & Stories

Musu's POV "Are you sure?" I ask the caller as the email comes in. I click on the attachment and see the beautiful woman that looks similar to Luna Kas, but taller. Her hair is tied back in a braid, hidden under her jacket with a big floppy hat. She has on large dark sunglasses but in the third photo, she pulls them down to look at something. Her eyes were vibrant purple. "Ah, got her! You are a gem! Now, you're sure you saw her leaving Mayong?"

Thank you. #one_love

In the end, they ran away with the remaining rogues. "You're late, Troublemaker Girl." Eliot chuckled as he saw a grey-furred wolf similar to his wolf form walk over. The wolf then transformed into a beautiful girl with reddish-black hair, Brianna. "Don't move. I'll look at the wound." Brianna sat down in front of him. She touched his lacerated hind leg and stopped when Eliot let out a stifled groan. "I'm sorry." Despite the calm look on her face, Eliot could tell that she was sad. "Hey, it's nothing." His body slowly transformed into his human form.

Imposter syndrome hits me hard, only it’s actually real this time - I am a freaking imposter, and I’m sure they will notice. “Hey, Luna Aurora!” “You’re finally back!” “Oh my god, it’s so great to see you!” “I’ve missed you so much!” I’m caught off guard by all the different pack members coming up to hug and kiss me on the cheek. “How are your muscles feeling after the coma?” a woman asks and squeezes my shoulder. Another gives me a sympathetic smile. “Will you be able to shape-shift so soon? You just got home. Perhaps you should be taking it easy?”

she asked sweetly. Takuto felt like he was going to explode. He had to send a message! He couldn’t let Ryutaro’s dinosaurs win! As Mrs. Nakajima turned her attention to her daughter, Takuto seized the opportunity. In a desperate attempt to communicate his hidden plans, he drew three symbols on the temperature log: ⚡ (Urgent) 💰 (Funds) 👶 (Become small) He eagerly looked up at Mrs. Nakajima, hoping for some sort of recognition.

Most of them included their mates and their children but there are a few who if you just take away their alcohol and they go crazy. Two experiments walked into the room. One, Tyler, was another one of the steroid looking ones but his skin was a grey color. He had long disgusting black nails that he used to slit people's throats. Then there was Suka, my favorite. She looked almost normal. Her only deformity was the fact that you could see every vein on the top of her head. She covers it up with this black wig that suited her skin perfectly. I've slept with her a few times and she is the greatest one in bed. That's why I don't usually let her out of here. It is hard to find someone like her th

“The Luna also said you’re to come to her chambers after midday meal. She didn’t say why. Only that she’ll send for you.” My stomach clenched around the pastry I’d just finished. “Am I in trouble?” Mira huffed a quiet breath - not quite a laugh. "If the Luna wanted you punished, she wouldn’t send me with a robe.” I let out a shaky breath I hadn’t realised I was holding. She moved toward the door, pausing with her hand on the frame. “One more thing.” Her voice softened. “Whatever happens… don’t look the Alpha in the eyes today. Not even by accident.”

Susan said smiling. What is wrong with her? She acting very different and evil, is she also plotting to get Olivia out of the way I was always right about my instinct, Susan is also pretending but In Love with Devon.

"Close your eyes, Dad." I obeyed, closing my eyes and waiting in anticipation. Moments later, I felt her delicate hand slip something around my neck. It was a pendant, cool against my skin. "You can open your eyes now," she said. I opened my eyes to find a beautiful silver pendant hanging from a chain around my neck. It was intricately carved with a crescent moon and a radiant sun, intertwined in perfect harmony. It was a symbol of the moon goddess's blessings and the unity of our family.

I couldn’t quite believe how lucky I had gotten. She was relatively short compared to most of our kind, and she was slim build. This in itself was unusual. Werewolves, even the she-wolves, tended to at least have some muscle mass visible under the skin. But Sienna, she barely had any. That wasn’t to say she wasn’t in good form. I could tell by her legs that she was a runner, it was more general strength that she was missing. The type of strength required to defend yourself from an attacking predator.