Beyond Dragon Ball Super Novels & Stories

*** To be continued. Love you all♡♡♡

He raised his device again, but this time aimed it directly at me. Dark energy lanced out, and the last thing I saw before unconsciousness claimed me was Kael's anguished expression as my newly awakened power spiraled completely out of control.

“Supreme Sword Series: First Chapter” *BOOOOOM*

He replied, then he raised his coffee and gave it a little shake. A little smirk appeared on his lips. "I'll see you around, May." He said before leaving. As May watched him leave, she couldn't help but scoff in disbelief. "Don't just stand there, May. We've got other customers waiting." The barista yelled at her. May was jolted back to reality. "I'm sorry." She apologized as she hurried back to work. *** Time flew by, and soon May's shift was over. As she cleaned the counter, Susanne, the barista, approached her. "You're doing a fantastic job, May. Thank you." Susanne said, smiling wearily.

Cillian Vandeer Hawthorne was a man of impossibly high expectations, and his opinion of Jaxon had never been particularly high. This debacle wouldn’t help. He refused to touch the topic of Penelope. “Let him think whatever he wants,” Jaxon muttered. “I’ll deal with him when I’m ready.” Gabriel laughed softly. “Right. Because that’s worked so well for you in the past.” Jaxon let out an exasperated sigh, one that showed just how tired he was. “Why are you here, Gabriel? Don't you have better things to do? Like overseeing Canada?” “Tokyo division called me first,” Gabriel said, stretching out like he owned the car. “Something about an ‘unusual systems alert.’ Figured I’d keep an eye on things w

Yet, her eyes still harbored despair and remorse. … Three months later, a huge wave of zombies started attacking the base. Dad brought the stronger fighters from the base and got ready for war. Just before he left, I held his hand tightly and refused to let go of him. In my past life, this was the very war that had killed him. I frowned and said, "Dad, you must be careful out there. Maybe I should just come along with you!"

"God, if we were any bigger, I don't think he'd survive the collision." I can only produce shattered moans and sobs of pure ecstasy, clinging to their shoulders as the three of us become a single, thrashing machine. I can feel them both, separated only by a thin, straining wall of muscle as they fill me to the absolute limit. Everything is a blur of steam and crimson heat. My breath comes in ragged, desperate hitches. "Break for us, Lyon." Brandon reaches around to find my center, his teeth grazing my shoulder. "We’re right there—break with us."

And I loved her—fiercely, desperately, in ways words could never fully capture. Now she was gone. Torn away from me. The spark that had lit every dark corner of my life was snuffed out. Without her, our dreams of revenge and empire lay in ruins. But the fire inside me? That wasn’t gone. It’d never be gone. For Lisa, for our love, for everything they took from us—I would burn this world down. But before she died, Lisa had said something that stuck with me. “I swear, Peter,” she laughed, tossing her hair back, “I saw someone once—in one of your family’s department stores, a girl who looked just like me. A spitting image. Can you imagine? Like the universe has a backup plan.”

The dagger split Father's skin. Drop after drop of blood fell into the bowl. Mother's brows drew together. For one brief second, guilt flashed in her eyes. "Gideon, the royal physician says Adrian's body is improving. Don't worry. Once he's fully cured, I won't see him again and upset you. All right?" Father did not even raise his head. He only shielded me firmly behind him and answered in a flat voice. "That is enough blood for today. If Your Highness has no other business, I will take Eli back to rest."

I never expected him to remember. My heart had just begun to soften. Then he said, "Do you think Serena will like it?" I froze before nodding. "It's beautiful. It suits her." Perhaps my calm surprised him, because Adrian offered a rare explanation. "We won last week's case because of Serena. "I can't let her work go unrewarded. As her boss, I should show some appreciation." He pinched my cheek. "If you like it, you can borrow it after she gets tired of it.