Bleach #chad Novels & Stories

He’s wearing no shirt, and the structure of his chest and stomach shows that he has been working out lately. He has blue shorts on and is barefooted. “Can you try to get in contact with Russell?” I ask him and he laughs. After I give him a deadpan look, he sighs. “You don’t just contact people like Russell.” Chad explains to me as he retrieves his laptop from his backpack. “I don’t care...find a way, I know you can.” I say, giving him an encouraging smile. He sighs loudly as he opens his laptop. He then begins to click on the keys in a fast motion, and in no time, I hear a steady beep as if he’s making a call.

“Oof.” “Are you okay?” Reaching past her head, Chad flicks the light switch behind her, drenching them in the soft yellow glow from the 100 watt bulb above theit head. Lily's eyes travel from his beautiful green eyes downward over his gorgeous face to his perfectly sculpted body. His perfectly sculpted, half naked body. “F- fine. I'm fine.” Chad smiles at her and she nearly swoons on the spot. Lifting her finger to point vaguely in the direction of the kitchen, she tells him, “I heard a sound..”

The Chaos boy holding my hand is equally as confused as I am. My missing Chaos boy steals my breath away. He isn’t small anymore. His gaze is cutting and almost devoid of emotion. Two frozen ice-blue eyes. His razored hair comes just under his square jaw. His once inky-black hair has been dyed midnight blue. He has a septum piercing, each of his eyebrows has two piercings, his bottom lip has a spider bite, and his ear lobes are covered. He has a black leather collar on his throat and leather bands on his tattoo-covered arms. He is in all black. A deadly vibe comes off him in waves. My eyes are drawn to the tattoo on his neck. It’s of a blonde girl in cowboy boots sitting under a pecan tree c

Ace handled everything. Xavier was not capable to handle things anymore. He loses his temper very easily now a days and kills people. He has also stopped looking at himself in the mirror, it makes him hate himself. He dried his body and wore his clothes not bothering to tame his long hair and long beard. He haven't shaved in these five years. He has grown shoulder length hair and his beard is almost touching his chest. He hurriedly walked outside, it was warm afternoon. He walked towards Sarah's grave and sat down on the ground beside it.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Beta Dagon said as he excused himself. Please do. Chad contemplated on what to do next, he was tired of the lies and life he has been living. He wished to be near his other and daughter, but everything was within his power. He was in the control, he sighed and walked to the drawer and fished out the ring, it was still glowing as it emits blue lights, Chad smiled as he stared at it before putting in the trouser.

However, Chad said coldly, "They came to our doorsteps. Do we still need to be concerned about honor at this point? Ridiculous!" Chad took out ten Elixirs of Life and handed them to Esther, saying, "Feed this to them." However, Esther rejected him, saying, "It is pointless. They were burned. It's useless." However, Chad proudly said, "What if these are cleansing pills?" Esther tightened her grip on the pills and looked at Chad. "You made cleansing pills? How is this possible? Does that mean you are already—" However, Chad interrupted Esther. "I don't know either. I only know that I completed it successfully. Auntie, we should focus on saving them!"

Faces registered various degrees of shock and disturbance, with some quicker-witted ones hastily shielding their eyes and averting their gaze in embarrassment. Chloe involuntarily took several steps back, not out of bashfulness, but because the scene was truly unsettling. Imagine a naked, disheveled woman chasing after a man with a maniacal and unhinged expression, resembling a vengeful spirit poised to claim a soul. Chad's garments had been torn away, leaving him only in his underpants. He fought for survival, and his body was adorned with crimson scratches. He dashed around the room in a frenzied panic, clutching desperately at his conspicuously empty crotch.

“Tell him you’ve done a DNA test on his cutlery from the other day and I’m preparing to file a civil suit for sex abuse of a minor,” Blue failed to feel much other than astonishment that she had managed to underestimate her mother for so long. In a way, she was rather impressed. As shameful as it was to realise. Again, her bravado depleted quickly. “Richard and Bradley have more than enough money to make his screaming go away,” She knew of that well.

He was indeed a catch. Chad has a well-built body, a result of his active lifestyle. He has a long undercut hairstyle of deep black hair, which he would casually tie in a messy bun. He has an expressive set of ash gray eyes. He is tall. He looks dashing and smart, especially when he wears his round eyeglasses while doing his things with his talented fingers in front of a computer.