Zoro X Sanji Fanfic Novels & Stories

"What is it that I lack compared to you? I am not inferior to you in terms of looks, physique, or talent. Why did Shen choose you? He ended up paralyzed because he saved you! Do you know how much he suffered? Have you been there for him during his most painful moments? Did you witness the difficulties he faced when creating the Storm Organization? Did you accompany him through the process of slowly standing up and walking again? Have you ever created artificial intelligence with him? No! None of it! It was me who was there for him during his toughest and most difficult times, but why did I lose to you?" Zoey looked at her grotesque appearance and said softly, "Your jealousy is really ugly. I

Mason and Ceres answered simultaneously. "I did not!" "Doesn't matter! The deity has already announced –." "Hold the fuck up, she said she didn't." Jiroo said as he held up his hand and his gaze shifted to the guy standing next to Ceres. "Oh hey there, Sanford." "Hi Roo, long time no see." The guy, who is called Sanford, replied with a nod. "So you are my rival?" "I guess so." "That's cool, mind if I take back my girl?" Jiroo asked cooly.

Himari’s POV. - “You really are testing my patience with you, pup. Do you want to die that badly?” Zorien?! A cold shiver sears down my body and I’m coming free from the untoward attack, coughing chestily as his hand secures the back of my neck fiercely. I whimper, pleading as tears swarm in my eyes, trying to at least graze off a tiny piece of the glacial layer in his condemning eyes.

“Huh” “You must have been lost in thought”. “Sorry”. I smiled. “What's your name”? “Zanillia. Zanillia Zhao”. “I'm San. The fourth lord”. He introduced. “I'm sorry about Sean's behavior. He's still immature”. “No. I think he's cute”. “It's so good that you can speak freely with me”. “Huh”? I stared at him with confusion written over my face and he smiled. “I don't think Eason will let you off easily. You've made him angry once”.

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.

Then I saw them. Zaiden and Zyran, circling me, their faces sharper in the dream than real life, eyes glowing, teeth bared, bodies all muscle and command, their energy a drug I couldn’t kick. They prowled closer, eyes hungry, words falling over each other, low and rough, “You burn for us, little flame,” Zaiden rumbled, hand landing heavy on my hip, possessive, his palm hot enough to brand me. Zyran pressed in from behind, his lips brushing my shoulder. “Say it. Say you want us.” His hands found my waist, claws just barely pricking, making me gasp.

I stand holding myself sunned and trying to process everything. “Tori,” Hanzo softly speaks, standing in front of me and I look up at him holding my stomach. “I didn’t even know I could,” I start, hearing my voice quiver. Hanzo gently places his hand over mine then hugs me tight. “I didn’t either,” he whispers with his lips against my forehead and holds me close. “It’s ok, come on let’s get undressed so we can get you cleaned up, a proper meal in you so you can rest,” Hanzo suggests watching me in concern as I stay quiet, still feeling afraid. I nod slowly then begin to undress as my body feels sore all over.

Humans were open to diseases like crazy anyway. “No worries,” Zhao rasped, his voice rough with emotion. “Just…lost in thought.” He forced a smile, the muscles in his cheeks unfamiliar with the movement. It’s been years remember? “Your hair is so cool!” the boy exclaimed, unfazed by Zhao’s strained demeanor. “Like Gojo! Do you know Gojo? He’s my favorite anime character!” he seemed to peruse Zhao once again and shook his head. “No, I don’t think you are an anime character. Are you a spy?”

I smirk, folding my hands over my chest in amusement. "Now now… Elora is waiting to see her dear sister. We should not keep her waiting, now, should we? So don't move, Elena dear. I won't be long. Let me just go and give her a warm welcome!" I say as I walk out and see Santiago sipping the last of Zoraya's soul. He had sucked her dry. So much that her eyes dried up, and her skin shriveled like a lady past a hundred years. I smiled, looking at him proudly.

Xiu replies smoothly, and Jia covers her mouth as a giggle escapes her lips. Xiu's smirk grows, and Zor's face begins to remind me of a predator's. Her canine teeth seem to become the focal point of her face and her eyes flash viciously at us. "Who do you think outshines me, Xiu? It can't be you," Zor practically sneers, and Xiu's shoulders straighten even more. I want to slap the Maroon slag. How dare she say that about Xiu. Xiu is beautiful and exotic!