Warframe Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Leo quickly yanked his arm away from him. “What the heck, Zamiel?! You’re making such a big deal out of this! Can’t you just get a hold of yourself?! It's just a simple and plain crush thing, for crying out loud!” Leo snarled back angrily. I was surprised to see pure rage burning in Zamiel’s eyes. He harshly grabbed the collar of my son’s shirt and pulled him close. “FUCK! LEO! SHE'S MY YOUNGER SISTER, FOR PETE'S SAKE!” he shouted furiously.

Leon opened the chat app, his eyes narrowing as he read the incoming message: "Bro, how's it going today? Still at war with your new 'stepmother'?" With fingers trembling with emotion, Leon replied: "It's terrible, Dra. She's getting more and more persistent. She cooks for me, tries to strike up conversations. My dad told her to persuade me, he said. I can't get rid of her from this house. This house is full of memories of Mum, you know? If she stays here, I'll go crazy."

Zen said. “Where?” Clayton asked. “In my cabin, Under the hidden drawer of my table” Zen replied “For whom are you working,” Clayton asked, but Liam already know the answer. “Italian” “Italian mole” He and Liam replied at the same time. The zen face had horror and Liam had a smirk. “Let's end your story here,” Liam said, throwing wire on him this time, not for any break. Taking a glass of whiskey, Liam heard his yelling and begging until he died. It was for Liam like he was watching some movie and enjoying every minute of it. The yelling and screaming give pleasure to his mind and heart.

His smile brighten up as soon as his eyes laid on me. “Wow!” he exaggeratedly muttered and looked at me from head to toe. “I’ve never seen an angel here on earth, Madame!” My forehead just wrinkled because of his corniness. “I don't think any angel has devil horns, Leo.” I immediately popped his bubbles. “A glass of Martini for you, lovely lady,” Leo handed me a glass of drink and I then sipped on it. “Have you seen a guy here?” I asked Leo the moment I remembered I will be meeting that disgusting guy named Damon.

Britney asked immediately after she saw me coming. “He would be alright for now, but his leukemia seem to be causing more harm to him,” I informed her “Then we need to do the transplant again”, she said to me. It's not that easy Britney, it's more complicated than you think, I need to contact Lawrence as soon as possible, I told her as I made my way to my office “The mouthpiece of the moon goddess would be here today” an elder of gamma origin informed Lawrence as they sat together to discuss their plan for their upcoming war.

I glared at him, taking a moment to process the title that he just gave me before shaking my head as I glared at him, a low growl escaping me before I could stop myself. “I’m not your Luna,” I snapped. “You made that very clear. Everyone in this park made it very clear that I'm never going to be anything close to you. You rejected me, remember? Now you have to suffer the consequences of it because I am not going to be your Luna.” Damon’s nostrils flared. “Don’t start with me, Sienna. Do not tempt me to say something that I'm going to end up regretting.”

“Then, shall I show you the way in this area? I happen to be bored and alone. Well, that's if you don't mind with the night breeze." Luna Lee frowned and thought for a moment. Seeing the party that was there, the couple who had made great love at the balcony turn, and the reflection of the moon on the lake water. Then, for some reason Luna even said; "Okay." And before the two of them left, Luna had time to ask. "Wait. I don't know your name yet." "Me?" this guy smirked at Luna, “Well, you can call me Lucas. Lucas Lewis." (To be continued)

"I swear to god your heart is too good for this world. You shouldn't be nice to everyone, Kitten." Celeste pouted, averting her eyes away from him. "B-But they're your friends." "Ye, I know baby. But can't you see that they're assholes?" "But I—" "As stubborn as ever, go. Make them dinner if you want." He walked away from her, taking a seat beside the trouble makers and Celeste walked into the opposite direction to the kitchen. **** **** A/N// I love Liam, he's more ruthless than Zillon's mother🤣Fredd isn't so bad though, he knows when to get on someone's nerves, but not Liam🤦

Left Lemon joined the army to plot a plan. If you don't drink milk tea, you will die: Did he come back and have a place to live? If not, take him to your house. Pearl, if you really can't get out the door, this is the only way to see him, be brave, we will support you. Lemon's comment was quickly posted to the first comment, and soon received a message from Brene Brian. —— Okay, thank you guys. After a few days, Lemon often looks at Brene Brian's personal page a bit, it can be said that she is sad, she has not paid much attention to her love.

“Little Lemon!” Mable rushed over and picked Lemon up. Lemon hugged her mother and pressed her cheek against her face, pointing at the butterfly in Jeremiah’s hand. “Mommy... Unc... Butterfwy...” Mable kissed her cheek. “Good girl.” Jeremiah looked at Mable and said, “Lemon kept crying earlier, so I thought she was unwell. It seems she just misses you after not seeing you all day...” Mable sighed in relief. She thought that Lemon was sick and was worried the whole way back.