Novel & Cerita Beyblade X Leon Claw

He tried to charge the Tiger but Caleb simply swiped his claws across Leon's stomach, and Rafa stumbled back into the cold wet snowy ground, coughing, and wheezing as the breath left his lungs. "How easy, I didn't think it would be this easy, I was worried I lost my hold on you when you Rejected me, but I didn't know you had another weakness," Caleb stated, his eyes shining with malicious joy. "Now I'll show you." He said and then lifted his clawed hand and threw a punch into Leon's stomach. Both the Lion and the Lycan grunted when the punch hit them. Caleb took a few steps forward and raised his claws over Leon's face, and prepared to strike down, he looked back at Rafa and chuckled. "This

he said. I walked toward him, my heartbeat picking up. He tossed something at me. I barely caught it. It was a wooden training blade. “Again,” he said. My grip tightened around the handle. “We… we’re starting already?” His eyes flicked over me. “You are Luna,” he said. “You will not be weak.” “Yes,” I whispered. He moved first, but I barely saw it coming. The wooden blade in his hand struck mine, hard enough that the force ran up my arm and into my shoulder. Pain shot through me and I stumbled back, nearly dropping my weapon.

I show her nothing. “Your offer was clear,” I say even toned. “I accepted.” “Good,” she says. “Then you’ll prove it tonight.” The words prickle up my spine. “How?” Her gaze slides to Bram. “Your mate will train my warriors today. Blood Moon must remain sharp, and there is no sharper blade than a wolf who’s tasted both loyalty and betrayal.” I want to protest, to snarl that Bram is not hers to command, but Bram beats me to it. He inclines his head, calm and cool. “As you wish, my Luna.”

And when I stand I can clearly see why. Four wolves are attacking her. Their scents and colors tell me immediately who they are; my idiot teammates. And I'm filled with hope again. But it doesn't last. They claw and bite, attacking with everything they have, but Dena far outclasses all of them. One swipe of her claws sends Corrin into a wall and I hear a whimper as she bites down on Celeste's back before tossing her limp body to the side. “No!” I roar, running to Celeste and reaching for her flickering aura and pouring what's left of my energy into her.

I couldn't imagine how these two alphas didn't have a go at each other. "Of course. To embrace the animal makes us inhuman. He has his primal instincts now. He is dominant and wild. We're going to have him tamed again. We have such a bright specimen, it would be a waste of government resources otherwise, do you not agree?" Dr. Dawson put his hand against the wall and the specimen stimulated immediately. His low growl immediately turned into a roar as he charged against the wall. He rammed himself into the window so hard that I flinched wondering if it would crack. Seeing, there wasn't even a crack, he shoved his face against the glass blinders as much as he could see. His eyes twit

“Lysandra, if you’re hearing this, I’ve run out of time. They’re coming for you. And this time, you won’t be able to run.” The tape clicked off. Then the lights flickered. A low growl rumbled through the apartment, sending chills down her spine. “Stay behind me,” Blackwood said, his gun raised. But Lysandra couldn’t move. Her mother’s words echoed in her mind. "Remember who you are." And as the growl grew louder, she felt something stir deep within her—a faint, primal force clawing its way to the surface. For the first time in her life, Lysandra realized she wasn’t just a victim. She was something more.

I shared. “Well use it when you are fighting. It knocks the wind out of a person,” he muttered, as we went back to sparring. I noticed Carson fought a bit harder than he had been, which had been my goal. My Luna ceremony was scheduled for tomorrow. I was both excited and nervous at the same time.

he spat. I froze. I could feel my heartbeat racing. I began to heave short, quick gasps the moment I caught a glimpse of him. Across the room, Leo stood tall, his broad chest spreading across his shoulder like his expanding territory, his golden eyes flaming with fury as he spoke to his Beta, Aemond, who stood before him, his shoulders tense. Regardless of all this, his physical appearance was the direct opposite his tone. He was a work of art! “We’re working on it,” Aemond said, his voice even but tight. “Shadowclaw is more fortified than we expected,” he tried to explain.

His mother, Luna Light, was at his side, her face pale with horror. In the midst of the turmoil, a Rogue, seeing an opportunity, drew a silver knife. The blade gleamed with malicious intent as it aimed directly at Damon. Luna Light, driven by an instinct to protect her son, threw herself into the path of the blade. The knife struck her side, and she crumpled to the ground with a gasp.

He laughed when he said this as he stopped right in front of me. Seconds latterly I heard a loud bang next to me and I turned to see the baby on the left wing bang his fist on the sword counter next to me and also the bone on the right did the same thing, but rather of using his fist he used a essence visage. " This is just to drown out the sounds of your riots." I gripped my jaw as the banging continued next to me while I watched Marco lift the blade up. " It's show time." Moana's POV