Armin Pfp Novels & Stories

For the first time, I felt truly in it, not just adjacent. Eventually, the collective teasing gaze of the table landed on its favorite target: Arman. Arman was… something else. A foreign exchange student from some northern country, he looked like he’d stepped out of a classical painting. Wavy brown hair, eyes the color of a summer sky, tall with the lean, strong build of a swimmer. He was also quiet, incredibly kind, and intelligent. And every single day, it seemed, someone worked up the courage to confess their feelings to him. He would always refuse with a gentle, polite finality that left no room for argument but also no lasting bitterness.

He cleared his throat falsely and introduced, "Meet our best friend, Arnav, the ASR." "And Arnav, my big brother, she is my fiancee Remya," Romil interrogated them. Saying each other Hii and hello, they exchanged the smile. Anna has heard o many things about Arnav but she never has seen him before. He was the prince of the ASR empire, the media is under his control. Nobody could search him on the internet. If finds, only name at other data. No photograph has been ever uploaded on the internet. And, his tux or suit has vanished, no tie, not heavy designed clothes. He was simply in his navy blue shirt, upper the buttons were unfastened. His sleeves were rolled and lifted nearly his forearms.

Eloise made me sit beside her, but when I turned back to the people that had caused my panic attack, there was a slight disdain on every face. “Where is Arman?” Dr. Eloise asked. “I’m here.” I heard his voice before I saw his face. I heard light travels faster than sound, but Arman had to know physics, because he made sure the sound went first. His voice sounded like finely brewed scotch. Handmade. Potent. But looks? Arman looked like the camera was invented just for him. He had jet-black hair and jade eyes. He wore a casual two-piece that screamed ‘comfort first,’ but nothing about his looks was casual. This Arman person was handsome… and hot!.

The boys were really beginning to doubt Franz's judgment. "Lastly, this is Arjay Bermudo, Captain of the Covert Ops Squad of the philippines Military." The man who was known as Arjay was a tall muscular man. He had an eye patch and black spiky hair, the most noticeable thing about him was his devilish grin. Arjay looked at the young men in front of him then began to speak. "What makes you punks think that you can go up against Rusty" He scoffed. Adrian became irritated. "We're not weak" he snapped. Arjay began to laugh.

Erden. "Good morning everyone." He lets out with a smile, slipping his hands in his pocket. My eyebrows are raised in surprised at his unexpected presence here. My gaze automatically runs over his body. His t-shirt is black in colour and his impressive biceps will as if nearly tear apart the sleeves. I didn't realise that I'm almost slobbering on him until I see him give me a small smile. Deciding not to turn things weird by looking away, I smile back. "Hey." I say and put Eren down from my lap. "Want a cup of coffee?" I ask politely, walking to the brunet.

Believe me, Hanin's nature wasn't as cool as her face. Arjeno: actually I made a new friend, just one. But he's a fun person, his name is Marcus. Arjeno: I told him I already had a girlfriend, and he was curious to see you. Hanin: it would be nice if I had friends too Hanin: Then did you show me a picture? Hanin hopes Arjeno doesn't show her picture to the young man's new friend. Although it looks haughty, but actually Hanin is very shy. She even feels embarrassed if her photo is seen by others, so she does not like to take pictures, if not forced.

She said, and I smiled, taking a step back to look at myself in the mirror. I fixed up the small broche that was in my hair, it was a scorpion one, and ensured that my jewelry was adjusted properly before taking a step back just as I heard Arturo walking inside the room. Seeing him, the stylist, hairdresser, and makeup artists walked out of the room, leaving us alone. I turned around to look at him and he smiled, crossing his arms over his chest as he held a small blue bag in his hand.

Lev's POV When I woke up, I realized that the insignia on my chest had suddenly changed into a lion cub with a wing. I was baffled as I ran to the incubation room and saw that Ari had already broken out of the egg. It's a female, but she has a male passive form. What's more, she had a wing similar to the insignia on my chest before it disappeared.

The fight is over. The crowd goes silent, the shock controlling the crowd before I hear a voice filled with pride and love boom, "Woohoo Armina, knew you could do it" Aiden claps loudly, before several hesitant claps join him. "Winner, Armina Carter" as more people join in the applause. One who joins hesitantly is Alpha Leon, Serena's brother as he stares at me darkly, a slow clap of obligation.