Bakugo Novels & Stories

“I’m impatient. Anyone else who wants to laugh while I’m at it?” Soon as Agars saw what he can do, he decided to announce their retreat. Agars knew he has no match for someone who has the same power as Hannock. “We will be back!” Agars roared before he turns his back on them and make his way to the tunnel. While the others were looking at the devils walking away, Mizuko is once again faced by this guy who she believes is Kenshi. His face suddenly changed, from that scary looking expression to this bright face with a sweet smile.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

"Our leader, Zaykee, is small, but terrible since he can use his gravity manipulation, close combat skills, brain, and his fire element. "Kai, he is an energetic kid, always positive, he always smiles and laughs. Moreover, he is the leader of the holocaust that occurred in my city. His combat skills are excellent too. He is an ice elemental user there has the ability of telepathy because of the Beta mark. In conclusion, he might be kind and stubborn, but he is a monster during a fight,

*** Balor’s POV “Who the fuck are you?” I snapped before I charged towards them. Only to have them disappear into a cloud of black smoke. I spun around only to have them tap their finger on my shoulder. “Neat trick, huh?” I looked at the guy, no correction, the kid in front of me. His brown hair was cut short. His grey eyes roamed over me like I was the most fascinating thing around.

Because we may have needed it many times, but we have never needed it. And he is no longer my father. The noise of toast jumping out of the machine snaps me out of my trance. I take them and spread buttered strawberry jam on them. - It smells good ...- murmurs a hoarse voice behind me. It's Azael. Leaning against the kitchen wall with the side of his left arm and arms crossed. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. But wait, because best of all, is that he wears nothing more than a towel tied around his waist.

With the beast's life force extinguished, Paige released a breath of relief. "Honey, what’s the rank of this phantom-beast?" asked Paige, watching as Akasuki, the kunoichi who tended to carry herself in a relaxed and unresponsive manner, gruesomely plucked out the creature's eyeballs. Such a scene, as usual, caused Alice, the girl who held an affinity for celestial magic, to puke nearby.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."

The bag my mother had packed was getting heavier and heavier with each step. The talking was helping keep my fear of the forest at bay, but now, in the silence, the hooting and howling were getting to me. I rushed up to join Kent. I mean if I was stuck in the Unclaimed Forest with anyone, I would pick the most powerful Alpha. As I ran up to him, I must have stepped into some slippery mud because instead of landing next to him, I slammed into his back. In order to make sure he didn’t fall, he twisted to face me, caught me by my waist and kept me from eating mud. His touch was again warm.