Blade X Caelus Mga Nobela at Kwento

Emily looked down sadly as tears rolled down her eyes! “You can trust him! He is the same as*hole who sent me away with Aura to Mrs Isabelle Knight!” Sebastian chuckled as he walked out of the room! “Aura??? What does he mean?? You sent Leona to whom again??” Now it was Emily’s turn to be shocked! “Our daughter Aura! She is reborn as my sister Leona Emily!” Adrian said looking lovingly at Emily. “Our daughter? Mrs Murdock said that we had a daughter but…..I .. I don’t remember anything after Clara’s baby shower except for the night of that incident!” Emily clenched her jaws as she remembered that night!

He sighed and looked at the chandelier hanging to the ceiling. "She has beautiful eyes which dazzle, Yang. Her hair always touches my face like soft feathers when she is close to me. She smells like a wild wind and looks like a fire... She looks like the rhythm of beautiful dance form when she walks angrily towards me. She captures things in drawing as it is, just like she has grabbed my attention..." He said in daze. "She knows how to use a gun..." He looked at him impressed. "And she worships goddess Kali, do you know she is also known as goddess of death... Isn't it amazing?"

No, stumbling. "Steady." He kept a grip on her arm. When he lowered the cape, a cool breeze feathered her cheeks and surrounded her with the earthy scent of pine mulch and flowers. Outside. She was in the garden that surrounded Baal corporation. Dim landscape lighting illuminated the shapes of bushes and trees and cast eerie shadows across the lawn. How did she get here? And she was alone with Malcolm Baal. Malcolm, the… the… Oh God, she didn't want to think about it. It couldn't be true.

Alpha Alex fumes, Hera roles her eyes at him totally ignoring his raging posture. "If you can free yourself as you say than why haven't you escaped yet?" I ask curiously, something inside me said that she wasn't lying. "Pfft.. Luna Celeste my security is one of the best among all packs, I don't think you believe her words do you? She can't even breathe if I don't permit it" Alpha Alex puffs out his chest, assured of his security. Hera glares at Alpha Alex, her lips than pull up to an evil smirk. She looks around the room and than stops her gaze at me.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

This was about something deeper—something that Caelum had been carrying for far too long. “Move,” Caelum commanded, his voice thick with authority. “If you want to live, move.” The mercenaries hesitated, confusion flickering in their eyes. But before they could react, Caelum raised his hand, summoning the lunar energy that pulsed within him. A wave of silver light erupted from his palm, cutting through the air like a blade. The mercenaries cried out, scrambling to defend themselves, but it was too late. Caelum moved like lightning, his wings slicing through the air with deadly precision. His lunar blade slashed through the first mercenary, and then another, his movements fluid and graceful,

Caelum counted about thirty of them and though he could easily take them down, he was more concerned about what Noah might do to Astraea should he miss to keep an eye on her. “You see… I invited you here for a show. I believe my men already told you before you killed them.” “Fuck you, Noah,” Caelum spat. “Fuck you and your fucked-up games.” Caelum’s eyes darkened as he channeled Chase’s energy. Power surged through him, his canines elongated, and his nails lengthened to form razor-sharp claws. “LAST TIME!” he roared, in a deep terrifying voice that sounded more like a beast than a human.

I hit Solidified Light. The battle was a Total Narrative Distortion. Caelum didn't fight back with claws. Every time I struck, he moved at the speed of Thought. He wasn't predicting my moves; he was Recalculating the Probability of my Impact. "You are fighting with 'Instinct,' Darlene," Caelum’s voice vibrated through the air, sounding like a digital choir. "Instinct is a legacy of the 19th Cycle. It is a bug in the code of the 28th. I am the Patch."

There was an audible crack as Bree collapsed onto the floor, her face contorted with anguish as her body reconstructed, get eyes were the first to change, the blue to a black that seemed to hold infinite darkness, her fingers grew out becoming sharpened claws, with these claws she clawed off the facade that was her face, leaving behind a face of a scaled beast with teeth as sharp as an adamantine sword, a long tongue elongated from the depths of it's maw and it lashed out at Cyrus. His reflexes were faster and in a flash he'd the spot he was in, aptly dodging the slimy green tongue causing the creature to roar in anger. Moira herself was deeply shaken, immobilized completely by fear she made