Beerus Vs Zeno Novels & Stories

Zenus was a kind of warrior who had survived wars and was challenging to beat. But I can win and survive with proper strategy. Eleand and Zenus made a courtesy bow, their eyes met momentarily, and the training began.

If Zeno didn’t get what he wanted, he would rather destroy it completely. Zeno was a tycoon with a vast empire—dark, ruthless, surpassing many rich men in multiple cities. Even Moore's cooperation was beneath his. “She’ll satisfy you tonight,” Moore said, settling on the couch opposite Zeno. “May I know what brought you here?” Zeno exhaled. “You didn’t hear the news? Vladimir is dead.” Moore’s face paled at the news. Vladimir was a ruthless underground dealer, rumored to have inhuman strength, making him seem invincible. Some even believed he was the strongest in the underworld, sought after by many powerful business empires.

It was unthinkable what would happen if Barry went all out to attack them. Zeno was considering retreating. However, he was unwilling to do so. His army was ten times bigger than the enemy, after all, and he had gone into battle with full confidence. Zeno did not expect a stage-nine martial god king to be among them. This powerhouse had even created panic among them in a split second. All of their plans and tactics had failed. Zeno was frustrated at the thought of the first and third princes making fun of him for retreating. His father would also end up feeling disappointed with him.

Zenos immediately placed his hand on his third leg, “It'll be hungry, will want you too!” Hayden touched it and looked at Zenos in drunk confusion. “What is it? Is it sweet?” He asked in his drunk tone. “Hm!” “I want!” That word was the last attack that burst Zenos's heat. His body immediately emits heat that makes Hayden hot, “Okay!” Zenos replied and immediately pinned Hayden down. Being eyed by Zenos's gaze, even though he was dead drunk, Hayden sensed danger as Zenos's looks made him feel like prey. “Don't want!” He muttered in confusion.

He chuckled and said, “Having a partner with a Tenebrous Body sure is great. It sure is worthy of being called the best physique. I also want to try…” “Get lost.” James swung his leg at Zeno. Zeno was knocked away and crashed into the ground. Immediately afterward, he spat out a mouthful of blood. “Seriously? I was just joking. You have such a bad temper. You can’t even take a joke,” Zeno walked over with a dissatisfied expression. “Joke all you want, but Thea shouldn’t be part of it.” James glared at him. After a while, he changed the subject and asked, “So, have you gotten any useful information?”

“Ready?” Zen asked over the alliance call. After receiving confirmation from everyone lying in wait, he pinched himself for good luck. The revised plan was simpler but riskier. Although it would work with Benjamin acting as the matador, Zen figured it would be better to have the Berserker act as a backup combatant to jump in only when Zen was in serious trouble.

Then they would know why he'd been dubbed The Destroyer. Before he let his emotions overtake him, Brand's tactical training kicked in. He did not have the Berserker in him like his brother. He was a single shifter among an entire clan of warriors here. Biding his time until he could gather his bearings before punishing them for their insult was the more logical choice. His jaw tightened as he sought to control his anger.

"Bleurgh." Quinn looked at her in surprise. "Don't like the taste?" "The smell is just a little strong," Zoe said, quickly putting down her glass. "It is a unique flavor," Sean said, noticing Zoe's reaction just then. "You can have something else if you're not used to it—which do you prefer, wine or beer?" "Beer," Zoe said, withstanding the queasiness in her belly while feeling puzzled. She never did like vodka, but not to the point that she got literally sick.

Beerus- Bear! Beerus links just as a howl rips through the air. Fear floods my body, and one thought runs through my head, "Jannah." Beerus and I respond on instinct alone. The thought of deer dinner is long gone as my body explodes with the pure need to protect. My legs stretch farther than they ever have as my claws tear through the soil. Garrett falls behind completely as I fly through the thick brush. Octavius- Jannah! I shout the link as a feeling of desperation fills my chest. After another ten seconds of running, my ears pick up on the loud sounds of fighting animals, and my nose fills with the scent of blood. My speed instantly increases, and my eyes begin to glow from Beerus's prese

I ignore the first couple of moans, but once they become louder, I lean a little closer and growl, "Keep moaning like that, love, and I won't make it to bed." Zeno's breath hitches, which in my book, is nothing but proof that he is excited about the threat, not scared of the things I might be capable of doing. I did my research and asked many stupid questions to Damon to understand how the relationship between two men works. The last thing I want is to treat Zeno as if he were a woman. In that case, I wouldn't worry about lube or preparation, which is needed for guys who bottom and just try to force my cock inside him. As it turns out, that might end up in some serious injuries and often ble