Collide Manga Novels & Stories

These were the only human friends he has had from middle school. “How come you both argue whenever you meet?” asks Mitsuru. “He looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe!” “She looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe! Stop copying me!” “Shut up! You copied me first!” “You wanna settle this in a better way?” “Sure… I’ll take you on anytime, any day!” says Ayame with a grin. “Don’t cry after you lose.” Says Akihiko with a smirk. They go to their clubroom and have their lunch there. Before the lunch, Akihiko goes up against Ayame in the RPG game he usually played… And completely destroys her.

Well, shit, she walked out to talk to him, not to admire the new bike. But how could she not when the black and blue body paint was calling out to her? And the moment that her leg went over the side and she sat down, she had quite a few images come to mind, and none of them was about talking. That wasn’t good! So, she took what little will power she had, climbed off the bike and faced him. They needed to have this talk; okay, she needed to have this talk.

Neu and Hikari then started it. Hikari started it by sketching a manga and Neu started to modify it to better meanwhile Nimura was watching over them and tell them if there was any problem. (I would like to put some samples based on what did I do back then, but I can't put the picture. Maybe you can watch the sample that of manga that I made by myself on tapas by searching the book name. 'monster hunter story -the returns-'. There was a novel version in W*****d. The story was written by me in 2019)

"Where am I? Mike? Is that you?" A shadowy figure stepped out from the corner. The man was shirtless, his face obscured by the darkness, but his build was powerful. He stepped closer to the bed, a black scarf in his hands. "You’re in a… safe space," the figure chuckled, a low, menacing sound. Aiden froze as the man leaned over him. "No! Don’t cover my face! Please!" "Who are you to dictate what happens here?" the man replied. In the split second before the scarf was tied around his eyes, Aiden caught a glimpse of a tattoo on the man’s waist—intricate Japanese characters he couldn't read. Then, everything went pitch black.

"Are you crazy?" A strong force rushed toward me. It turned out that while I was looking at Joey, I had subconsciously taken a few steps toward her. I ended up bumping into a security guard and stepping onto his polished leather shoes. I staggered a little, then finally fell onto the ground from the heavy shove. With a loud crash, the soda cans in my woven sack all rolled out. The security guard I had bumped into saw the footprint on his polished shoes and kicked me in a fit of rage.

Brandon struggled to stay upright as he leaned in to kiss me, but the drug finally took hold, and he collapsed onto me. I pushed him off and quickly pulled a small capsule from my purse. Twisting it open, I sprinkled its contents onto the white sheets. Almost instantly, vivid red stains bloomed across the fabric like scattered plum blossoms. Once everything was in place, a knock sounded at the door. I frowned and crept toward it cautiously. The moment I opened it, I was pulled into a broad, familiar embrace, and the door slammed shut behind us.

His icy blue eyes met her. "Make her sit." He ordered. The same man stepped ahead who was leering at her. She glared at him exasperatedly. He smiled at her which was showing his bad desire to touch her. He stopped one step away from her. She didn't remove her glare from him. He raised his hand to touch her. She strongly hit him with her head. He fell to the ground. Adam started to laugh again, putting his arm around his stomach. "Check out your sister, you rasca*." She snapped, " If anyone dared to touch me. I swear I'll cut you in two pieces. "

I bent down to pick them up, but whoever that was apparently had the same plans too. Our heads bumped so hard I just had to cry out in pain. “Ouch!” “Oh, shit... that was- I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry.” I looked up at the sound of the deep fascinating voice. Of course, I'd recognize that voice anywhere. Dylan Thomas. I stood up slowly, still in a stupefied daze and watched as he knelt down and collected all my books off the ground. It was a stupid thought, but a part of me wanted to scream;

"Hahaha. See luck of the Iri-" BOOM! Collen was once again knocked on his ass the air once again driven from his lungs. THOCK! Collen felt something strike his helmet hard knocking him straight to the ground, this was accompanied by a searing pain in his leg and abdomen. He could feel his world spinning, his eyes going in and out of focus repeatedly while scanning over the compound his eyes landed on Vargas... What was left of Vargas.. Which was to say not much. As for the little girl.. The only thing Collen could see was torn pieces of clothing, apart from that not a lot was distinguishable between which bit was Vargas, or which bit was her.

Seeing him lifting a tattooed hand waving at the boy lying on the floor made Koishi roll his eyes his response. “You freaking you scare me to death” closing his manga shut sitting up on the floor rising it up in the air to hit. Only to stop before he could hit his arm as Ryuu just stared at him smiling at the boy. “Ugh” carefully placing the manga beside him turning around hitting over Ryuu’s arm as hard as he could. Which only made Ryuu mourn in pain as his eyes rolled back of his head. “Ah~ Koishi ouch yes hit it hit it!!” rolling on the floor as Koishi kept on hitting with only to stop releasing what kind of sound Ryuu is making. The bag he was carrying was placed right beside him taking