Bleach Factions Novels & Stories

If I stopped typing, the memory of her flat would crawl back up my spine. ​I had used my spare key at 7:00 AM. The air inside her place had smelled wrong not like stale dust or unwashed dishes, but like industrial bleach masking something metallic. Her bookshelves were bare. Not looted, not overturned in a struggle, but deliberately cleared. The hooks where her winter coats usually hung were empty. Even the sticky notes she kept plastered around her desk monitor had been peeled off, leaving faint square outlines in the dust. ​They hadn't just taken her. They had erased her.

*This chapter may contain offensive content, read at your own risk!!!! Do not attempt to replicate any action protrayed in this chapter. Thank you for reading!!!* Trix bit her lip as she stared dazed at the air. She was so high that she could reach the stars. Her head staggered and fell into the shoulders of her best friend, Jordan. Jordan had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and a lean body. He could of been an athlete but Jordan didn't want to become a jock for reasons that were obvious to everyone else except Trix.

Lucia said as she leaned on Kisona, asking for his opinion. "Let me see," Kisona replied. He grabbed the sword and narrowed his eyes as if he was observing the blade. "There's a fist mark on it, same as ours Lucia, I think the previous owner of this word is on the same faction as us." "Faction?" "Yes, faction, you see there are three factions in charlanders squad. The battle faction, strategy faction, and defense faction. Their names are pretty much explicit already, so I guess I don't have to explain their roles, right?"

Malikul revealed that name full of wrath. Wan clasped his hands together and sat on the chair. “Yes. I have learned about him after a thorough investigation. He also worked closely with the werewolf tribe.” Malikul’s body tensed up as his face became rigid once again. “Come again, what?” Wan wet his lips, formulating his next sentence carefully. “As we all know. This world is divided into three factions.” “Upperworld, Underworld and The Unknown. Yes, I know.”

"Eclipse, your thirst for power blinds you to the true potential of our united world. We stand as a testament to the strength that can be forged when we set aside our differences and embrace our shared purpose." Eclipse's laughter echoed through the chamber. "Unity is an illusion, a false hope that will crumble under the weight of inevitable conflict. The power of chaos shall prevail!" But as the battle raged on, Eclipse's resolve wavered. The strength and unity displayed by Alpha Celeste and her allies chipped away at their beliefs, planting seeds of doubt. In a final, desperate act, Eclipse unleashed a cataclysmic blast of energy, seeking to eradicate their enemies once and for all. But in

BLINDED BY REVENGE CHAPTER ONE Bellona had the same terrifying dream again. She saw her parents being pursued and then killed right in front of her. Their blood flowed on the ground as their blank eyes stared up at her. Their killer who wore a mask pointed at her. "You are next!" he said menacingly. Bellona woke up. Her heart was pounding very fast and she still felt the fear that she had felt in her dream. She got up from bed and went to drink water.

"Wait, I think both victims are board members of Lebans's group and also among the largest shareholders. Ramsey's wife owns a reality show which she hosts herself and George's wife is a celebrity doctor. Both live in extreme luxury“ Maria replied confidently. “Why bring their wives into this?“ “You asked what they had in common or didn't you?“ Forget it. What are you insinuating? Is this kind of a business thing? But if it is why not just hire hitmen to do it, why the white bloody rose, the drugging, it's obscure. Normally, when businessmen or politicians want to take down their rival or opponents, they hire desperados to do the job, you can get an assassin in the black markets for a decent