Zoro Blushing Novels & Stories

Zenah smirked while looking at where Yvrozz is, even though the screen can't hide his reddened cheeks. 'How cute.' Zenah said to herself unconsciously, when she realize what she said, she almost pinch her own self. 'Why the heck did I think he's cute? Argh! I must be crazy thinking this bastard little asshole cute?!' "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. An almighty highness cheeks is reddened, by any chance you feel embarrassed?"Zenah teased him which earned a glare from Yvrozz. "Why would I get embarrassed?! Tsk. Whatever, I'm sleepy, I need to sleep. Bye."Yvrozz said before hanging up the video call.

Mr Benson closes his eyes ready to open the door suddenly he had the person knocking on the door calling his name. "Benson please open the door! they're going to get me now!!" Mr Benson quickly opens his eyes and said "Wait, Andrew! is that you? Andrew?" "Yes, it's me Andrew please open the door now I'm begging." Mr Benson moved closer to the door and opened it, tell Andrew to get inside fast as he quickly closes the door back before any zombie tries to get in. Andrew was panting heavily and trembling. Andrew was putting on a long plain blue trouser with a white cardigan and uses eyeglasses. His hair colour is blonde and short.

I could wait a little longer. Then it happened. A sudden shift in the air. A gasp from the crowd. And before I could even process what was going on, Zoraya collapsed. The world around me slowed. One moment, she was standing there, fragile yet strong, her deep eyes scanning the room. The next, she crumpled like a withered petal. I didn’t think. I moved. Faster than anyone else, my body responded before my mind even could. I was there before she could hit the ground, catching her in my arms. Her weight was light—too light—as if she would disappear if I didn’t hold her tightly enough.

She brushed the feeling off and went to the room where Uak was waiting. “Your highness, you're here. You look unexpectedly rosy.” “Eh?” Violet raised an eyebrow, “Rosy?” She went in front of the mirror to look at her reflection. Unexpectedly, what she saw next was not what she expected. Her face was a bit pink and her cheeks look flushed and soft. Was that her reaction to the rose petals? Was she still allergic to the rose petals? The answer was very clear. Why didn't she feel itchy and uncomfortable though?

Zara slapped Ziora across the face. Liam hurriedly helped me off the floor, “Blair,” Liam pointed at my dress with a modified expression on his face, “There is blood on your dress.”

There is an energy around us now that wasn't there before, and I like it. "Such big smiles for fragile people. What has changed," Zor asks bitterly, and I realize I forgot to trade with Zuri. "Nothing has changed, Zor. Are you not happy to be getting closer to knowing who your mate will be," I ask while looking at her perfect face? She rolls her big eyes and clicks her tongue.

Plus that president, who always spend time with Julliana, made him mad. Putting the Kendo mask on his head, he glared intently at Zitrey. “I will crush you!” Zitrey just stared at him and knowing Sora watching these. She doesn’t plan to fight back at all. She doesn’t care about points nor about the prize, she was only here attending this festival, mainly for knowing who is the nimble shadow. The only one who knows her real identity as Crimson Blade among these students. Since then, she always believes that the nimble shadow will be her key to finding ‘him’, but a massive wall was on her way again.

Werewolves were meant to be loyal to their partner, they won’t be taught about the things between a man and woman till she found her mate. Her purity, her innocence, her strong character, her confidence, her analysis, her timidness made his heart itch. She is a cute thing. “My dear wife, you are adorable,” he whispered in her ear. Instantly, all the blood rushed to her face, her face turned redder as the blush started to creep on her face, neck, and the back of her neck too. He wondered if her blush reached to her breasts, if it did he really want to lick the way that a blushe crept into her chest. Zaros took a deep breath to calm himself. Oh, god, he was getting turned on.

she announces, pulling off her flats and leaving them by the door. “Remember that boy Nash? The one who thinks he’s the God of marketing?” I nod my head to agree. "Well, he dyed his hair. Green. Bright, fucking neon green!!!” “And somehow he thinks it makes him look good enough to approach me again, when he actually looks like a moldy avocado! Uurghhh!” I can't help the loud laugh that bursts out of my mouth. The image is just too ridiculous. “No, he did not.” “I swear on my life!” Zara says, as she marches straight to the kitchen, and in two seconds she’s back with a bottle of chilled water.

Oriel struggles but Zorien doesn’t have any intention to hurt him as he says, “It’s a fine skill you’ve got there, you know. I wonder what you must gossip behind my back” He begins to amusedly scrutinize Oriel when I blush stupidly and reach my arms out to help my little friend. Zorien beats me to it and zooms into me, wringing a gasp out my lips when he hovers over me with my back being forced to lay on the bed. My chest heaves as my breath hitches. His unpredictable mood switch is generating a terrible migraine in me.