Can Eren Control Titans 소설 & 이야기

And he only ever got injured on the days I was on duty. “I…got injured”, he said. Yeah right, and Eren was a sixty metre titan. I gave him a deadpan look to show I wasn’t convinced at all, and he pouted. He was adorable, I could imagine how adorable Eren would look once he grew up too. He would look like Kael.

"No, not really. But I think his name was Eren." ###########

“It is not like you've been in your best behavior.” “No, a bastard. I rule as a tyrant because fear is the only thing that people respect. All I'm saying is if you are going to rule as my Luna you need to know how to tell who is playing on your side and those who will stab a knife behind your back. If not you will burn here and I will stand idly by and watch.” Eren spoke, taking a sip from his glass. The look on his eyes told me he meant it, he didn't care a bit about me and it hurt. “And who's side are you playing on?” I dared to ask him out of curiosity.

"I have a special ability, Rin," replied Eren. “Special ability? What do you mean? Are you a robot or an android?” asked Doctor Rin who still half couldn't believe what he saw. "Yes, I am an android from the future," replied Eren with a serious face. "What?!" shouted Doctor Rin. "Haha, I'm just kidding. Your face is so cute!' Eren said with a big laugh. Doctor Rin immediately pinched Eren's stomach. “Aww! It hurts!" said Eren while holding his stomach which had just been pinched by his new lover.

Tony said honestly. “I am truly sorry for your loss. But I have a feeling that your daughter will be just as powerful. Besides, the twins will have two fathers and I expect you to help mold my son into the next alpha as well. There are things that you can teach him that I may lack. Are we in agreement?” Eric asked and Tony smiled. “Agreed. Want to train? We never did get to battle in the arena.” Tony said and Eric smiled. “Hell yeah. I’m ready to kick your ass any day,” Eric responded.

And a man. Gabriel’s eyes locked onto him. Tall. Fit. Shirtless. Tattooed. On his knees, head bowed. “This is Eren,” she said, voice calm but sharp. “My other submissive.” Gabriel’s breath caught. He had always assumed he was the only one. “Tonight,” she continued, “you will serve me together. But understand this— this is not about you and him. This is about me. Your only goal is to please me. If you compete, I will punish you both.”

Wisdom points at him "Killing or serving you is the last thing my grandfather has to be concerned about. The reason is one My grandfather isn't anyone's bitch and the other reason is he or anyone else can serve a deadman." On the porch, Beauden wants to go fight with his mate but she tells him to stay there. he and the others doen't have the powers to defeat the Titans. "She might have told you but she did tell me." Einar runs toward the step but a force field is blocking him. he, Deshal, Carmine, and Ossian are trying to break through it. Idris looks at his figure nails, "Give it up, Alpha Wisdom has everything under control. But where did she learn to talk so much shit from? Damn, I love

Designed not for defense, but annihilation. Lyra stared. “…This was in the system the whole time?” “Yes,” Adrian said. “And it was buried for a reason.” The Titan fully emerged now, towering over everything else on the battlefield. Even the creature paused, studying it. For the first time, the enemy hesitated. Lyra felt a flicker of hope. “Can we control it?” she asked. Adrian didn’t answer immediately. And that hesitation told her enough. “…Partially,” he said finally.

My throat tightened. “The kind of pull she had on men,” Eren continued, running a hand through his beard. “Mabe it was just… her black magic. But I know this. If I had stayed around her long enough, I don’t trust that I would have resisted if she would have tried to make a pass at me.” He shook his head. “So no. You’re not the only sinner in this family.” The car climbed higher, the air thinning, the terraces looming closer. Steam drifted faintly from the hundreds of turquoise mineral pools, giving the place an otherworldly look.

Settled and Returned to their natural state. “The young wolf will remember this conversation,” Eryndra said. “She will have questions. Answer them as best you can, but do not let her rush into action. Not yet. She must grow stronger. Must learn to control what we control together. The twins drain her, yes, but they also feed her power. She just doesn’t know how to tap into it yet.” “Will you give her back control?” Marcus asked carefully. “Soon. But first…” My body turned, and I realized with shock that Eryndra was walking me toward the edge of the rooftop. “She needs to see what she can become when we work as one.”