Boruto's Adventure Novels & Stories

Prince Yamato waited for the rest of the group to arrive. With the current line of events, something ancient has awakened. Everyone of them knew this. but they hoped that it won’t come to this. And, like in everything, it came to that. Fate had another card to play and he was sure of that. There was no mistake, that card is the rest of the group. He need to wait. Currently, the hardest part. There was no other way. Yoritomo, Fuhito and Kazuma will soon appear.

Earth Spike Hana: Blue Lightning Kasumi: Nine colored flame Hanzo: Shadow Shuriken Toru: Hurricane After te last round attack hitting it. The goblin king is finally down. And then there a heart beat that heard by us. Another beat that made it foura and then there an earthquake. We then made sure our footing is stable and eaiting for the earthquake subside. The people from this world is start to panic and ran all over the place. The most sensible is following our example.

I thought it was just going to be Prince Shiro. He must've went up to our room but didn't find me there so he went out to look for me. But to my surprise, it wasn't Prince Shiro. It was one of the knights. He had long brown hair that was tied into a ponytail. I've never really noticed him before, he seemed to be just one of the knights to me. I shook my head and told myself that he's just probably going out to take a piss or something. I wasn't going to pay him any mind but then all of a sudden, he calls out to seemingly nothing and a bird lands on his arm.

"You’re leaking power. If you blow the seal, you’ll vaporize this entire mountain—and us with it!" "Maybe that’s the point!" Rangga looked down at his abdomen, where the light was spiraling into a complex, blinding geometry. "If I’m going to be a weapon, I might as well aim for the right target." Bua raised a hand, his fingers elongating into sharp, shadow-tipped claws. "The boy thinks he’s a hero. How adorable. Kill the Buntu, bring me the anchor intact." The shamans lunged, their movements disjointed and terrifyingly fast.

* I pushed myself, my body a blur of grief and rage, hurtling toward the heart of the nightmare. But what I saw when I crested the final hill made me falter, my stride breaking for a half-second as the world refused to process the nightmare before me. All around, bodies lay motionless on the blood-soaked ground. My brigade. My warriors. I saw Krone, his grey fur matted with blood, his throat torn out, forever frozen in his wolf form. He’d been with me for seven centuries.

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.

"A fucking faggot. And who is his partner? The school's poor new kid. Gotou Ryu. You know, this reminds me of that Barbie cartoon Yua and Sakura used to watch when we were kids. What was it called?... Ah yes! The princess and the pauper. There's just a little twist to your story. The fact that you're both male and where the Princess and the Pauper became best friends, you two became lovers. Wow" He looked at Ryu and raised a brow. "What? Isn't that it? Or wait, could it be that you offered yourself to Aito for money? Fuck there are so money possibilities" "Toshiro!" I snapped, already fed up of his nonsense. "That's enough!" "Oh shhhh Aito-kun" he said, putting a finger to his lips. "No need

Now they are snoring, smiling like they are having the nicest dream there is. He shook his head and walk towards Kitto, stopping in front of him. "I'm sorry," he whispered without sincerity, raising his hand, opening it. "Buru, I order you come forth." The blue orb then appeared in front of him, its light reflecting on his face. When he tried to grab it, his eyes widened. It's like a light that he couldn't touch but he felt it was warm. As soon as he lowered his arm, the light disappeared. Frustrated, he walks away from his friends.

*Boom* Like a ferocious cannonball Alucard flew towards Mane. His aura was like a burning stream, and his Bloodlust towered to the heavens. Mane frowned and moved aside once more. With Dance of the Moon Butterfly in effect, along with the help of True Eyes, it would be difficult for Alucard to touch the hem of his garment.

Even with Harvey York’s show of strength, Ryohei felt confident enough to defeat anyone as long as Julian York was not around. “Is that so? Harvey smiled. “Who’s Shuji Kubota to you?” “He’s my brother! We are the most outstanding disciples of the Abito Way! We…” he pridefully replied. “You’re even more useless than him.” Harvey stomped on the ground, immediately cutting off Ryohei’s reply. Crack! A tile flew out in a flash. Ryohei’s expression changed. He instinctively tried to unsheathe his longsword. But the moment he did, his pupils expanded when he stood frozen in place.