Bara Sans Novels & Stories

She whispered a silent promise to each of them: they would not fall today. As the explosions continued, the barrier shimmered with each impact, absorbing the energy and redirecting it into the earth. Marissa's mind raced, recalling the lessons of her elders. She had been trained for moments like this, but the reality of combat was far more intense than she had anticipated. She could feel her energy waning, the toll of maintaining the barrier weighing heavily on her.

Kabanata 32: Isang mapang-akit na babae Walang kolorete si Lisora Sandoval, ngunit higit siyang maganda kaysa sa karamihan. Maraming magagandang babae na nakilala si Barron, ngunit wala ni isa man ang kasing ganda ni Lisora. Isang taong nakaranas na makipagrelasyon sa maraming babae, agad niyang nakita hindi lamang ang kagandahan ni Lisora Sandoval, kundi pati na rin ang kanyang magandang pangangatawan.

O mumbled and took a deep breath in and out . " You can do this Aria ...Calm down don't get angry , you're doing this for Red" I muttered under my breath as I stared back at the night club . I walked in and the bouncer looked at me . " Ma'am you can't work into club looking like a Nun " he said reffering to my dress and I bit my lower lip softly . " What's wrong with my dress ? I wondered as I stared at the sleeve hands ..my chest area was covered since it was a long neck dress . It was free and ended just after my knees .

The women all look ahead, some pressing up to the bamboo to watch the spectacle unfold. Sashawna pushes to the front, brown eyes gleaming with concern. She watches as BASAM ALI exits the back, wearing a solid white Agbada, which stands out in the warm lights and the black his mercenaries wear. — MARCH 23, 2013 | 1:10pm - INT. SLATER'S MECHANICAL WORKS - OFFICE. DAY.

nervously, Avni voice out. "Dee, you are beautiful, without makeup, with makeup, in traditional dresses, in western dresses, in normal days and on special days like today, so do not worry at all!" putting his hand on her shoulder in a comforting way, Vansh calmed her. Shanaya nodded her head in response and exclaimed "Exactly!" and, moving closer to her and levelling her volume down, whispered, "And he is just BIL, we do not know in what situations he has already seen you."

Is it because he is the real of Barra? Half an hour ago, Serena had been staring at herself in the mirror. Her hands deftly make hair braids with a French braids style. It looks neat and also elegant because it shows a long neck. A milky white dress with a length above the knee already wrapped her beautiful body. Not forgetting the pastel-colored 7-centimeter high pump heels that have adorned the feet of A Serena. Her tapering hands sprayed orange blossom-scented perfume as the final touch for this afternoon's appearance.

The first picture was of her without a wig and she had no makeup on her face. "So she's a he..." Storm said. Returning back to Bash's page he kept it on scrolling through, he saw other photos of Bash with his arts and TikTok videos he made with them, caption:life is art. Going further Storm's eyes widened when he came across a photo of Bash dressed in kinky bunny outfit. He was wearing a black pant with strapped suspenders, white bunny ears on his head and furry wristbands on his hands and feet. He was kneeling sideways , a bunny tail was on his stuck to his buttocks and Bash was biting his lips seductively. Caption: let's play dress up.

Rounding the front of his BMW, Gabriel let his eyes rake over her frame as they drew closer to each other. Like him, she was also dressed casually. He raised his eyebrows at her simple outfit—a sundress with thin straps holding the whole piece up around her nape and gladiator sandals— half expecting her to be donning a sequined mermaid gown with a face accentuated by makeup with the amount of time she'd taken to get ready. She finally reached him and shot him an apologetic smile. “Hi, babe.” Sigourney rose to her toes and he met her lips halfway for a kiss.

He sighed. “It only hurt for a moment then I visited heaven.” Barshan smiled. “No you took me to heaven and beyond. Now you belong to me and I think I’ll keep you.” He reached out and snapped on a small lamp on the nightstand. The soft light illuminated the room and Barshan could see her much better. He took a moment to search her body. Her skin glowed as his eyes moved from the top of her head to her toes. The only imperfection he noted was a birth mark atop her right breast. It was oblong and three peaked almost resembling a crown.

Jaka Bamantara could no longer bear to look at the strange woman in front of him. "No need to answer. Consider it a breeze. But I'm curious, do you eat? Or have you fasted all your life?" Larasati began again. Jaka Bamantara couldn't bear to hear Larasati's questions. He immediately pulled out his Bayusura sword. Immediately, a gust of wind struck Larasati's body. The woman's clothes were torn apart by the air slash from Bayusura's sword. "Ah...?" Larasati was startled.