Novel & Cerita Chaotic Spear

Holy fuck! I tried to move but I felt a sharp pain shooting through my right leg and I squeezed my eyes in pain. “Rebecca, open your eyes.” I heard Xavier’s voice faintly. I tried to focus on his voice and felt my forehead getting wet. Was he crying? Was I going to die? “Rebecca!” I heard someone yelling my name distantly and felt my eyes closing against my own will.

Roman asked me like someone who is always annoying, and I sighed deeply, throwing the book away at the wall, making him jump out of fright. "Can you shut the fuck up?!" I snapped angrily at him, he huffed and pouted like a deadass grumpy child. "Hey, I protected the princess, as you said." Ashton came into my library place with his undercover face, he changed as he passed a hand over his face, then returned to his usual face. His power is basically copying and changing his face into an undercover, useful for spying, Roman is skilled in flying and moving quickly like a flash while I can do whatever I want with a flick of my finger like disappearing, telekinesis, looking into someone memories.

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

"Be it as it may, I shall go in search of the lost swords after I kill you" With that, the both went into a heated battle, sword matching spear. "Sperous elivatus (spear elongate)!" Marline roared. With a loud scream and a bolt of lightning. She buried her spear in Chenigan's heart.

Hence, with a battlecry, Renard released all his pure vigor, focusing them into his hand as he projected a three-meter long spear. "Take this, brat!" Renard stomped his foot, shattering the tiles beneath as he vaulted ten meters above and streaked toward Frank with his spear. The bystanders had to cover their ears from the endless droning as the spear tore through the air, but Frank was still standing his ground. "A spear of pure vigor? Now that's something." He watched as Renard shot downward at him, spear in hand and took a deep breath before growling under his breath, "Five-Peat Archaeus!"

Zuriel Her scream rings in my ears as we reach the cabin. I run towards her pained voice at lightning speed, and what I see has me shaking in anger. A fucker is hovering over my mate. I rip him off her and pounce on him. Fucking Connor. I growl at him. My wolf fuses with my dragon's side. I feel my eyes change color to a deadly one.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

"Luna, I know you're sad, but my colleagues and I already tried our best to save him." My brother-in-law passed a blood-stained talisman into my hand, with a pained expression on his face. "My brother must have loved you a lot… This was in his breast pocket when the accident happened, but he was wounded too greatly…" A chill ran down my spine as the fog in my brain cleared. I had obtained this lucky charm from a mountaintop, going through the rites of kneeling all the way there, and it was exactly because of this talisman that I've never questioned the love between Louis and me.

The warehouse trembled under the weight of the night. Every shadow seemed alive, stretching and twisting unnaturally as if reacting to the tension in the air. Sparks danced across shattered concrete, and flickering lights cast jagged patterns across the walls. Lila’s chest heaved, her aura pulsing red and black like a living storm. Harper’s voice slithered through her mind, venomous and insistent: You cannot control me forever… You will falter… You will fail… Not tonight, Lila thought, aura flaring brighter, energy spiraling outward like fire. I am in control now. I survive. I fight.