Bond Eye One Piece Novels & Stories

I drew my Vulcan Bow and aimed it at one of the eyes. The eye I was aiming at immediately closed, but the other eyes seemed more active. “Oh, no, no, no. Knight Nuri Rodriguez. You can't kill me. I have many eyes, and you only have one chance. If you choose the right eye, you will leave here. On the contrary, if you make the wrong choice, you will be stuck here forever.” “Your vision will not last long. I will kill you.” “Oh, don't say such terrible things. My vision has something you like best. You'll love it.”

The blast caught the attention of the masses of rampaging Kaiju on the streets. Bonnie shielded her eyes from the beacon’s brightness and hoped that it would be their salvation. The beacon dispersed to reveal a six-foot-tall figure in blue and gold armor with a metallic blue tail and held a trident in his hands. “Taylor?” John asked. He was not that surprised after all that he had seen. “Well,” Bonnie said under her breath. She was speechless by Taylor’s dramatic entrance. “Hey, guys,” Taylor smirked. “Guess who found Barracuda?”

My mismatched eyes flew wide, locking instantly onto his. A sharp intake of breath hissed through his teeth, and for a split second, the cold mask over his face cracked. His eyes flared, a dangerous, molten gold bleeding through the gray for a heartbeat before he slammed his control back down. But the damage was done. The mate bond—stubborn, desperate, and furious—roared to life between us, refusing to be ignored any longer. "What is that smell?" he suddenly demanded, his nostrils flaring as his gaze snapped away from my face and dropped straight down to my left shoulder.