Black Zetsu Smile Novels & Stories

I actually don’t want to scare her seeing that she is not even fully healed yet, I should not scare her. Looking at myself for one last time in the mirror, I walk up to the door and throw it open. Zeth is standing there and seeing the grin on my face, his forehead creases into a slight frown. “Master…” “Why are you here?” The smile on my face disappears, “i said not to disturb me” “Why are you smiling so widely?” He asks again while raising an eyebrow at me, “is it a happy occasion?” “Stop being so inquisitive, zeth” I tell him, “it will make me angry”

The ever-composed Smile was on the verge of collapsing with his exhausting mental health while facing the cunning Black Shadow. “Smile, calm down!” Sleepy tried to talk him down to de-escalate his chaotic mind. “Calm down? We can’t calm down.” He was half-shouted. And Sleepy swore that he saw a tiny nod from Hisoka at the end of the space. “Little one! Look down!” He tried to change his plan. Black Shadow cocked his brow while still staring into Smile. “Why should I?” Shit! Sleepy groaned. His target was fixed.

“Fine…. I want to fuck him. That’s all, just one fuck is enough for me to get him out of my head.” “What the fuck! You want to fuck the enemy’s son?” “It will happen just once, I can make a video of both of us, it would be nice to make Ischavor watch me pound his son.” “Whatever makes you happy, dude.” I replied. I picked up my phone back, staring at the blank space where her responses should have been. “She must have really hurt your feelings.” Zeth said grinning. I glared at him. “I’m just joking.” He added, grinning widely.

She’s awake. “Hi handsome” Zelena smiled.

She sought answers in my eyes but found none. I flashed a wicked smile, my lips curling upwards into a cruel, mirthless crescent. The smile was thin, calculated, a mere approximation of real emotion. "Because you're useless to me now," I said, letting the venom drip from my words, laying each one down like a tiny poisonous dart directly on Zara's heart. Those words stood suspended in the air, a challenge, a dismissal.

- Bhlezy *GGGWRRROOOAAAAAARRRRRRR! the abnormal zombie's bloodshot eyes are now focused on Bhlezy immediately Bhlezy runs to the left side of the zombie but the abnormal zombie don't let Bhlezy get away from its eyes "i wont let you!"- Raymart RAYMART/MANA: 60/100 he shot his smoke signal to the face of the zombie which makes it lost its vision to Bhlezy "this will be our last chance!"- Bhlezy because of the sound the abnormal zombie immediately turn its head to Bhlezy but the smoke at its head was still not dissipating!

Seth leaned down and kissed my shoulder with a gentleness that made my skin prickle with goosebumps, leaving a warmth that spread all through my chest. "Don't tease Inka right now, Seth. The Eastern carriage is ready," Zane stepped in from the next room, looking insanely handsome in a formal black tactical suit with gold Blackwood embroidery on the collar. But the look in his blue eyes immediately went dark with desire when he saw my appearance. He walked closer, slipping his hand between my fingers and locking them tight. "But I have to agree... you're absolutely captivating tonight, Inka."

she said, her smile radiant. After a while of searching, they finally found Suzan. Her clothes were muddy and burnt, but she bore not a single scratch. Spotting them, she raised her voice, so they could hear her as she approached. "I was sensing you from miles away, Zack," she called out, her joy evident even with just a smile on her face. Zack mirrored her expression, his happiness subdued but palpable. Petra was mesmerized by Suzan's presence. Upon seeing Petra, Suzan's eyes softened with recognition. "Who's this beauty?" she asked.

They exchanged pleasantries like they had not seen each other in ages. My lips form a bow when our eyes meet, but that smile is quick to cease when a familiar figure shows up from behind, handing a bottle of water to Angel as she joins in to greet the men enthusiastically. Zeta. Her outfit is a complete black, her tennis skirt, short, and her little top, hanging low at the bosom in a seductive V-neck. My brows tightened as my gaze wandered to her manicured hands, which settled gently on the back of Angel’s wheelchair.

She never judges me. “Hey Sam…” Before I can finish my sentence, the back door opens and in walks Z. As always, he is dressed in all black. Tonight he has add a black cloak with a hood, black boots, silver chain and his usual spike protrudes from under his lip. “Hey Love!” Z wraps his arms around me and catches me in the neck with his spike. “Ouch, you got me!” “Oh shit, I’m sorry Ash!” “It’s…..okay”