Tsundere Romane & Geschichten

The man brought himself closer to Celine's ear now. "Are you brave enough to tease me?" asked Andrew seductively. "You know, I prefer to start the game first right now. Don't you like it?" asked the brown-eyed woman back with a confident smile. "Of course." Andrew now carried Celine up onto the bed and allowed her torso straight and her head against the soft pillow. "But, I prefer it if I make you say my name," said Andrew, who now grabbed the lips of the woman who was under his body. The man had now taken off his shirt which had all the buttons undone. Throw it on the floor.

Though she hadn’t met the Brazilian man in person, from the description Libia gave, he seemed like a narcissistic, misanthropic, and selfish guy. “He sounds like quite the character,” Suzanne said with a small smile. Libia took a deep breath. “I know, but I really like him,” she admitted for the first time out loud. “I know it’s stupid, I’m sure he doesn’t want anything serious with me.” Suzanne felt sorry seeing the sadness on her friend’s face. “You know what they say, you can have fun with the wrong guy while waiting for the right one,” Suzanne tried to cheer her up.

- perguntou Helenice. - Pois, a primeira vez foi quando um seu brinquedo foi sugado pelo espelho, contou-me ele na noite de Halloween. Notei mais uma coisa, que acho muito importante. Nessas visões ele vive vários dias em apenas alguns segundos e não consegue diferenciar isso da realidade. Nesses momentos Sander também se sente fisicamente mais forte, como se tivesse altas doses de adrenalina em seu corpo. Eu ainda não sei como, mas eu vou descobrir. Um dia hei de provar que ele é inocente.

The intensity of their interactions left her bewildered, as she found herself constantly engaged in heated arguments and confrontations with a man she had every reason to despise. She couldn't deny that there was something captivating about Mace Sinclair. His cold, unwavering demeanor and sharp intellect intrigued her. Despite her better judgment, she couldn't help but be drawn to his enigmatic aura. The way he switched effortlessly between a ruthless businessman and the man who had once saved her from a precarious situation left her conflicted.

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"Break up with your girlfriend… Yeah yeah cause I'm bored You can hit it in the morning… Yeah yeah like it's yours". "I can't break up with my girlfriend but I wanna hit yours in the morning like it's mine". His husky voice interrupted me as he wrapped his arms around my waist, my back making contact with his solid torso. Turning around, I was greeted with a shirtless Lucian in black sweat pants that hung low on his waist. OMG! He keeps getting hotter. I've never seen him shirtless before. My subconscious screamed.

Even though these days he is always doing things that make me misunderstood. For example, cook dinner for me even though it's obviously my job. Or just accompany me home while buying some food that I like, enjoying the afternoon breeze that blows our hair. And his worry that is sometimes unnecessary when my hand is accidentally scratched, until he finally forbids me to clean anything for a while. Duh, isn't he famous as a friendly prince who is kind, why did his character suddenly turn into a tsundere every time he face me?

If so then could he at least share some to his fucking ride at least? ‘AHHHH!!!! My entire body feels like it's tingling! The boss can’t keep up!!’ Dina complained internally, she felt like her body was being flooded by various sensations all at once, her nervous system was being messed up really bad and she wasn’t feeling good at all. “Boss?” Zero questioned, he had determined his best to better his relationship with his host, not that he was curious or anything. T/N: Zero being tsundere~ [‘B-baka!! Not that I want to know about you or anything… hmph’]

Matt made no secret of the fact that he thought Tyson was a very lucky man. ”Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas, little Susan. You make sure you’re a good little girl, because Santa is always watching.” Matt smiled through his bushy beard as the girl climbed off his lap and hurried to her mother. Taking the quick breather he was allowed in between children while the camera was reset, he turned to see who was next in line. His breath caught in his throat as blood rushed to his face. It was more than just embarrassment that flushed his skin as his eyes roamed over Karen’s form as she smirked mischievously back at him.

I said at first. "Look at the school picture versus the family shot," Leon said. "See the difference?" I zoomed in. In the school photo, her eyes looked dead and her smile was flat. But in the family photo her eyes were sparkly. The only similarity is that neither of the smiles from both photos reached her eyes, maybe because she has sanpuku eyes. "That is the look of a defiant woman who will not be easily dominated. We need a plan before she reads the contract to make sure she stays."I said. The food was delicious, I loved the excess chili.