Novelas y relatos de Touhou Project Remilia Scarlet

Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation. Scarlet wasn’t Arabelle. Once reborn, she took on a new life and identity, her memories erased completely. I was aware of how much effort I needed to get her to fall for me, and I was mistaken that my genuineness would touch her deep inside. Yet, I was so wrong.

“You’ve made Ryan blush, you dirty slut!” Sandra smiles at you, then thankfully changes the subject to put you out of your misery. “So Ryan, which famous person would you choose?” You think about it for a moment. “Uh, I dunno… maybe Scar Son?” “Good choice!” says Laura. “Yeah, good choice,” agrees Sandra. “You know, I think I’d probably turn lesbian for Scar Son. How about you, Laura?” Laura shrugs. “Maybe. I bet she eats pussy like a pro.”

I can't get all flustered already. Scar: Picture holding you down with one hand while my other fucks your soaking little pussy, nice and slow, before I bend my face down to lick your clit, sucking you, drinking you, making you writhe and scream. I want you to soak my chin, you dirty girl. Rita: Scar! I'm turning off my phone. Scar: I'm picturing your legs wrapped around my face. I grin, but there's no response. The poor girl really must've turned it off.

“I am Crymillia, second daughter of Leviticus Scarlett. Who are you, brave warrior?” (Eh~ why is she speaking like that? It sounds weird.) “Rain.” “Rain? I see. I probably won’t remember that name though.” Crymillia muttered to herself, but Rain was able to hear it. (Then what’s the point exactly?) It seemed to Rain that Crymillia was not being serious here. “Anyway, prepare to die!” Crymillia dashed forward as her right arm turned into a blade. The surprise attack caught Rain off guard. (So suddenly?!)

RUBY'S POV I stared at Sameal, eyes wide with shock while my fingers were still buried deep inside my soaked pussy. My legs were spread wide on the bed, with my dress folded on my chest but for some reason I made no effort to cover up. My eyes widened at the thought and I tried to close them, but his voice stopped me. “Keep them spread exactly like that, Ruby.” His tone was low and commanding a clear sign that there were going to be consequences if I didn't.

I ask, “What’s your name?” The female smiles and curtsies lightly though she’s in a shirt and jeans, “Raxia. My name is Raxia, Luna Scarlett.” I nod at that and she gestures, “If you would come with me.” As we walk, memories of this morning flood back to me. Roman and I woke up and though I tried to act like nothing had happened last night, it was impossible.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos