روايات وقصص ضمن Zoro X Sanji Fanart

Arthur chuckled and crossed his arms, appearing very confident. Zerin’s expression turned even colder. He was so arrogant! He was completely disregarding Zerin! Swoosh... Zerin did not speak anymore but assumed a stance. His legs were slightly bent, and his palms waved constantly. His left hand drew a semicircle, and his right hand extended, releasing powerful energy with each movement. This move was Zerin’s strongest technique—Thousand Arts Palm! He drew inner energy from his hands and legs, channeling all his strength into his palms, and released it fiercely. Its power was unmatched.

he softly hummed while he eyed San trying to get rid of the silver chains desperately. “Easy death ? Hilarious,” I scoffed. “Try me kid,” I challenged him. “Noooooo,” San screamed desperately from behind but I chose to ignore her for the moment. “You are too cocky for a human, mutt,” Zang seethed in anger. “Seems like you called your own painful death, bastard !!!!” Zang roared and made a wide signature circle of the Dark Arts and pressed the centre towards me while trying to quickly complete the spokes.

It was as if he saw something in her that even she didn’t fully understand. “You have no idea what you're dealing with, Karina,” he said softly, his voice laced with the knowledge of a thousand years. “The Third Prince of Zorana isn’t just a king. He’s the rebirth of an entire world. And you… you are the one who will make it all possible.”

Richard send him a picture of Roronoa Zoro and cash money side to side with a text 'Which one? 'Damn you!!! this man knows my weak point! Of course, I would choose figurine. It is a limited edition of Roronoa Zoro. Tch!' he curses inwardly and replied the text with 'Zoro.' 'Done.' with a smiley face beside the text. ... When both of them enjoying the morning view, suddenly Lee Zhing's phone rang. She takes a look at the caller, it was Zhen Yu who call her. Before she could answer it, Jack already retrieves her phone and pick up his call.

A thing utterly forbidden to her kind. He came not through the door, but from the shadows themselves, the darkness coalescing into a form of immense, terrifying power. Zoran. His skin was the deep red of fresh blood, his horns swept back from a face of brutal, angular beauty. His eyes burned with the amber fire of the abyss, and his wings, vast and leathery, folded against his back. The sheer, raw masculinity of him made Vyxaria’s mouth water, her pussy clenching in immediate, aching response.

His eyes seemed like they were glowing and his lips curved into a smirk, he stood for a while in the shadows, his hands inside his pockets. "It's nice to see you again, Adharia Navier Valler. Have you been waiting long?" Platinum blonde hair, brushed by the stars themselves. Clear cerulean orbs paired with a sharp jawline. No doubt, this man right here is Sanji Haru Stuart. My favorite and most trusted spy. His name is a combination of Japanese and American, it's kinda weird but attractive at the same time. I must admit, he really is handsome. I might as well start my own harem, heh.

Zoro formed the perfect plan amid the cheerful talk. “I get what you mean now, Zoro.” Luis’ eyes lit up. Nevertheless, he quickly grew worried and said, “This is a good plan, but what if the guy defeats Hannah, Zoro? “He was savage yesterday. He destroyed your team of a dozen fighters. Even Scarface and the assassin from Ryokan nearly died at his hands.” This was Luis’ main concern. Kaze’s aggression last night left him traumatized. Zoro patted Zenika, gesturing to her to turn over before he uttered, “Your concern is invalid.

"Damn it!" Ding Hao attacked the tactical deployment with all his strength, but he couldn't break it in a short time. He could only watch as the fire artificer enter Zhang Fan's body little by little, and the surrounding dark power, like a whale sucking water, all went deep into Zhang Fan's body. Zhang Fan's expression began to gradually become stiff and then twisted little by little. There were ink-colored stripes on the surface of his skin, which looked like tattoos. "Ah, what a perfect body! Although so many great eras have passed, it's worth it!"

Santiago merely laughed rather lecherously and took a bite of his food. "Look, women are all capricious. She's probably already found someone else without you by her side." "Anyway, it's better to let me have a go with her instead of allowing someone else to have her, right? I don't even mind." "F*ck off!" Zorion's complexion looked better than ever, his face flushing in anger. He glared daggers at Santiago. Santiago took a bite of one of the pastries they'd made, then frowned. He took a look at it.

he softly hummed while he eyed San trying to get rid of the silver chains desperately. “Easy death ? Hilarious,” I scoffed. “Try me kid,” I challenged him. “Noooooo,” San screamed desperately from behind but I chose to ignore her for the moment. “You are too cocky for a human, mutt,” Zang seethed in anger. “Seems like you called your own painful death, bastard !!!!” Zang roared and made a wide signature circle of the Dark Arts and pressed the centre towards me while trying to quickly complete the spokes.