Bleach Guy With Hat Novels & Stories

I stumbled on something or………. So I thought but no it was someone.closing my eyes ,expecting to fall,but I didn’t instead I felt a strong arms pulling me close .curious to know ,who didn’t freak out due to my ugliness, I opened my eyes and saw him. THE MASK GUY that doesn’t associate himself with anyone.he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am .

“Hey, is Gray no longer with us?” “Yeah, he was murdered,” Hugo said. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. Gray was always a step ahead of everyone, unbeatable. I had a feeling he’d eventually piss someone off or get on the wrong side of someone. “Do you know this guy?” Hugo showed me a picture of another guy on his phone. This guy was ripped and covered in tattoos. His hair was pitch black, his eyes a piercing blue, and his look was tough, with multiple piercings in his ears and nose.

Declan stood at the island, shirtless again, dumping protein powder into the blender like he owned the entire building. “Rule one.” I yelled over the noise “Shirt On, Now.” He turned the blender off and grinned that cocky, panty-melting smirk. “Rule two, you don’t get to walk around looking like that and then demand I cover up. Those shorts are illegal, Savage.” He shot back. “These are standard athletic wear, you Neanderthal.” I grabbed an apple from the ridiculous fruit basket the sponsor left and hurled it at his head. He caught it one handed, took a bite, and winked. Before I could launch something heavier, my phone started blowing up.

“Tsk! I never would have expected to see the marvelous Mr. Hicks as someone’s captive. If this gets out, how embarrassing it would be for the Boulevardiers of Mirvania?” Blake had closed his eyes, but he heard a mischievous chuckle from a distance. It was getting closer. Frowning slightly, he turned his head and saw a man dressed in a black bodyguard uniform. With both his hands in his pockets, the man walked through the door. He was wearing a hat, but the purple hair sticking out of the hat hinted at his identity. Seeing the teasing smile on his face, Blake recalled the man’s frivolous and unruly nature beneath his disguise.

NATHAN “We found a picture!” someone yelled from the front row and I darted towards the sound. I place my hand on the back of his chair and lean down to access his monitor. I could feel Jeff and others gathered behind me, looking at the monitor. A slightly blurry picture of a bulky guy was displayed from what looked to be a van that was caught briefly on the street camera. He has a small tattoo at the corner of his eyes, and his head is bald. He has a scarf covering the lower part of his face, hiding his appearance from view.

Before I can say anything though, the clubhouse door opens and in walks the sexiest man I know. I'm not sure what he's been doing, all I know is the guys are doing some sort of work outside. But he's wearing these old jeans that are almost white. They have holes in the knees, and there's one starting to show through on his thigh. Clay dirt stains the lower part, near his boots. The shirt he wears is just as old, holes everywhere and soft as it lovingly caresses his body so tightly I can see the outline of his abdomen muscles. He's wearing a bandana over the lower portion of his face, more than likely to keep out the dust they're kicking up. I've seen it billowing out the back window as they

If someone rings the bell or knocks I’ll fucking gut them! I throw open the door without even so much as a glance to first see who it is. A serial killer? Religious nut? In no way was I expecting to see Levi. He’s got his classic backwards hat, tonight it’s bright red with black trim. He’s got a black muscle shirt, showing off his sinfully delicious arms and of course, ripped blue jeans. Fucking hell did he step out of a music video? I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to see a cloud of smoke following him.

Someone came out from the bushes and started clapping his hands , His face was covered with a mask and a hoddie .I could not see who it was . Drake was also shocked and immediately got up and started moving toward the man . The Stanger slowly removed his hoddie cap and he started to seem familiar to me . The Stanger was looking start into my eyes .His eyes where red .I could not make out if it was because of crying or because of anger .

Oh Lord, help me. "Y-yeah," he chuckles as I finally looked up only to see him smiling down at me. His messed up blonde hair almost covering his face from looking downwards, his blue oceanic eyes shining down at me and staring right into my plain brown ones. "Yes, I'm okay. I just got my shirt stained with coffee." "Ooh, and that's your new shirt." The one with a black cap replied with laughter, he has a beard and looked like he's in his 30's.

I sat down at the park bench and put my head into my hands thinking about Ivan. My thoughts were interrupted when I saw someone sitting down next to me. They weren't too close though, they still kept a good distance between us. I glanced up and realised they had a baseball cap covering their face. As I got closer I noticed that their clothes looked really nice. The colour blue reminded me of the ocean as the jacket and pants matched well with each other. They also wore some black shoes. Before I could decide if it was someone important, the guy spoke up. "Is something wrong?" His voice sounded deep and raspy. I looked over at them and was surprised by his appearance. Their hair was dyed blon