Attack On Titan Porco Novels & Stories

I quickly wipe my hands in a towel and go to open. "Where is the little prince?" Azure barges in as I open the door followed by Toni. Toni and Tamarra were with me when I brought Eren home. I close the door, my eyes narrowing at Azure. "Why does Toni needs to guard you?" He inhales a sharp breath, rubbing the back of his nape. "We both need to talk to you." I raise a curious brow. He tends me a pack before he runs up the stairs to Eren's room. I look at the pack and frown. Chocolates for a sick kid? Seriously?

, Marco said as he attacked Deucalion. Deucalion remained calm and composed as he approached and in a split second Marco's headless body was sent flying across the room. It had happened so fast that No one else save for Damon saw what had happened. The rest of the pack quickly took a step back in horror as they realised that Deucalion was powerful. "I have done all you asked of me", Damon said as he maintained his composure. "Not yet", Deucalion replied as he shook his fingers. "You are just getting started"

That was the reason he decided to take on the whole attack instead of evading them He got crushed foreword and was turned and held so Chloe could slash his throat Follow up the Alpha’s pinning Bryan down so the White Titan took chance to stick his fangs into the body of the Primordial Alpha tossing him over to ‘Crazy Bitch Alpha’ Stella, infamous for her ruthlessness, but it didn’t happen Tides were turned around Jacob, Rio, Harold and Abraham were all sent flying back after being stroked by a crushing force from Bryan…no I mean, The Primordial Alpha, hmm not still the right word… The Primordial Alpha Beat Form! a crushing force that left them with broken ribs and bones The White Titan was l

Please kindly read chapter 1. “You bastard! Why did you make a role of Rape/Ugly Bastard anyway?!” Koji yelled at them. “We got horny,” Iqbal said. “Asshole!” Koji hit their heads with his sheathed sword. Mereka saw Pinto flying through the sky out of the blue. “What is that?!” Koji exclaimed. “It looks like your friend, Alfi is the Alfa.” The guy with tome appeared. “Alfi is the Alfa?! Alfa the world protector?!” Koji was shocked.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

Whipping around, they glared at the man who dared interfere their fight. The man cleared his throat before approaching them nervously. "Pardon me Alpha, but the elders have rounded up all alphas after the attack on the South Rivers Pack," Attack? I furrowed my brows. But that's impossible. No one's ever succeeded in attacking the South Rivers Pack. They're the third strongest pack in the continent, just below ours. Marcus growled lowly before shooting Hunter a wicked look. "Fine," Marcus spats before spinning on his heel. "All alphas... and their heir," the butler added without looking into his alpha's eyes, glaring daggers at him right this moment.

I yell. He turns his back to Pepper and charges me again. I've kept the egg low. I pull my arm back and send it sliding across the floor a split second before Drakon rams me with his body and my back makes jarring impact with the solid stone wall. Then my head hits and I see stars. I'm just able to send a message to Pepper, "Get your son to Dmitri and tell him to get out of here." Drakon's fist plows into my jaw. ***

“Mercato Nuove?” Extending a hand to Caitlyn, he helped her into the backseat, then slid in beside her. “Per favore.” He wrapped his arm about her shoulders, then took her hand and raised it to his lips. “We’re going to see a pig,” he answered her previous question with a smug grin. “Why?” she giggled. “Marco, do you know the legend of Il Porcellino?” he asked their driver without taking his eyes off her as the car pulled away from the curb.