Charles Grey Kuroshitsuji の小説・ストーリー

Seeing this Kiba nodded and continued his explanation "The 'Canis Lykaon', or 'Dog God of the Black Blade', a Longinus that takes the form of a big, black dog. It's capable of manipulating shadows, create and manipulate many curses, and creating cursed blades that could kill just by looking. It's wielded by Ikuse Tobio, a human who is part of Grigori." - Managing to take a breath he let the information sink in, soon he continued "Then is the 'Sephiroth Graal'. Have you heard of the Holy Grail?"

"Quanu." "Really?" she said, her eyes lighting up with hope. I nodded. "I think I've found someone who might help me." Not reporting me counting as helping, right? "I had to tell him more than I wanted, but it wasn't anything that could put us or the Scorchers at risk." "Him?" "Grey. He’s been assigned to me." "Where is he now?" "Buying clothes so I can go out." "Does he know about us?" she asked, pointing between us.

Josh’s blood. “It was you, you killed Josh!” He purses his lips at the accusation “He was no longer of value to me” “So, you killed him by ripping out his heart?” He stands up and I realise he has changed his clothes, a clean crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled up revealing the tattoos that snaked along his arms, he was even wearing smart jeans. “Charlie, it is what I do. I am the Alpha Lycan. I do what needs to be done for this pack. You knew this about me”

His hair was dark, slightly too long, half-tamed in a way that said he could look civilized if he tried but absolutely chose not to. His eyes, though— Gold. Not the soft golden-brown of normal humans, not Matthew's uncanny silver, but actual molten gold that caught morning light and held it like a secret. A wolf. A powerful one. He stepped closer. "Charlotte Renard." Charlie's stomach dropped. No one called her that. Not unless they wanted their throat ripped out. "Charlie," she corrected, narrowing her eyes. "Who the hell are you?" He didn't smile. But something in his gaze sharpened with interest, like she'd just passed the first test.

I can feel my fingers and toes twitching as she moves her mouth down to my flacid member trying to get it to stand to attention. Finally, I am able to move my arms and I reach down and pull her off my member but it causes her to fall onto my chest. I hear a loud snarl from the doorway and I crane my neck to see who it is. Grey. His eyes are shimmering as he fights his wolf for control. I'm sure this looks bad, but it's not what it seems. He turns on his heals and storms out of the room. My legs still feel like they have pins and needles in them, but I force them to stand, dumping Magenta onto her ass on the floor with a thump.

“Witch?” “Wolf. Definitely wolf. Its eyes were pure black and swallowed any light that touched them but I think I remember seeing grey fur.” Bethan replied. “It growled like a wolf.” Daniel stilled, his blood running cold. He only knew of one wolf with eyes like that of a demon and grey fur; Legion. Kade’s wolf. ---

-MyMischievous_M (Warning: There's a typographical and grammatical error ahead so bear with the author because she's still learning and trying to be better day by day. SYNOPSIS: Majesty Greyish Lux is a detective who wants to unfold the truth about the crime that happened 10 years ago. Her first love got murdered and she was the only witness. But after 10 years the murderer is still unknown to her. She never saw the face of the man who murdered her first love so she chose to be a detective to find the culprit.

The disciple's blood burst out like a spring. The disciple of the Dark Moon Sect fell to the ground with a face full of indignation and regret as blood instantly covered his body. The flashing of chaotic lights, the loud shouting, and the continuous gushing of blood were all reflected in Charles' eyes at that moment. However, he remained expressionless. After a moment, Charles turned around and looked at the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd not far from him.

It was an extremely touchy subject for me. I caught Uncle Caelum's eyes that looked mellow and urged me to go on. “In the war which my father, Earl Gray, led and won, he had wielded Karazcht and killed the former Vampire King with it. Karazcht, a sword blessed by the moon goddess herself, and it can consume any life force of the person it was used against. It is a deadly weapon, yet very essential to us. It is also the reason why I have a werewolf bride, which isn't news to most of you here.”