Bleach 8th Division Novels & Stories

He’s completely clueless about what is going to occur. Dalton strides towards a shelf containing various instruments of torture, then begins to sort through knives, testing their sharpness as a sinister smile adorning his lips. Bonnie doesn’t waste time undressing. Her short blond bob swaying as she removes her blood-red dress and heels. Her body is slim and boyish. For a woman in her late fifties, she’s fit and attractive. Dalton is not so fit. He’s tall and overweight with a potbelly and a receding hairline. His muddy eyes are sunken, and his skin is pallid and sickly looking.

Both shrugged and closed their eyes. After few seconds they both heard a horn sound and opened eyes. Their eyes popped out from the sockets looking the scene "What the fuck is this Adarsh". Rohan yelled which made Nisha to flinch at his tone. He mouthed sorry to her. "I think this is a bike according to my knowledge". Adarsh said sarcastically. "That we know and why did you bring this here". Rohan asked folding his arms. "Well jiju this is for your special entry ". Divya said pointing at the bike which was decorated with lights and flowers.