Crash Box Characters の小説・ストーリー

Acting like he didn't know who I was, he shoved me aside and carried the young woman down from the car. She sensed my anger and grew so terrified that she buried her pale face in Harrison's arms and sobbed. "Harrison, that woman must be very angry. I'm scared." Harrison glanced at me with a hostile expression before looking at the secondhand car nearby. Smirking, he declared, "It's just a rusty old Volkswagen Beetle! It's not like I can't afford to pay for the damages." He tossed a business card at me with a flourish of his hand and continued, "Just let me know when you get the bill for the repairs."

Ultimately, after leaving two crooked tire tracks baked into the asphalt, the van managed to squeeze into the emergency lane in front of me and run into the sand pit. The front wheels drove straight into the sand. The rear end of the van was raised in the air, and the van finally slowed to a stop at the edge of the pit. White smoke and a pungent, burned smell billowed from the hood. Billy scrambled out of the shattered window, completely covered in blood. He fell to the ground on his knees, gagging a few times, before looking up and meeting my gaze. He froze for a moment. Then, his eyes lit up.

has a few. The bell rings to start the fight, the first to attack is "the destroyer", as I said it is very slow, never give the first blow as you show your weakness as soon as you start. Cambell dodges it easily and throws a right hand leaving a little stunned the "destroyer", but does not stay there as he hits him with a left to the stomach leaving him bent. He recomposes himself a little and tries to attack again but leaves his face free and Cambell takes advantage of it to give him a very strong hook throwing him to the ground, when he tries to get up he gives him a kick leaving him unconscious. The announcer enters the ring and raises Cambell's arm signaling his victory making everyone s

If the power level of the fighters in the gold difficulty was the same as the black iron difficulty, then it would be easier for them to see how hard the challenge was. Crash laughed as he turned to look at Fane and said, "Are you afraid?" Fane raised an eyebrow in a speechless manner, answering coldly without turning around, "Can you just shut up? Why do you care if I'm afraid or not?" Crash's face reddened in anger. No matter how calm he was, he could not remain cool at that. That guy's words were just too harsh. If they were not in a restricted area and he was not worried about being turned to ash, he would have grabbed that guy's throat and slapped him a few times to wake him up!

Lucas the Demon, Biggy the Godly Boxer, White Doll the Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Polar Ice, Rayne the Petrification, and Sven the Ghastly Sword. Lucas' found their names quite interesting. It looked like both Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion had risen to fame in the Wilderness. Everyone had heard of the name Godly Boxer, Steel Limbs, Polar Ice, Petrification, and Ghastly Sword. Nevertheless, only a handful had witnessed them with their naked eyes.

"Yeah." "Shit!" Frank cursed—the game was up, as Horey had seen the fake Bloodcrane Spiritbloom in the box!

"I CURSE THIS UNION. I CURSE THIS HOUSE. MAY YOUR MARRIAGE ROT. MAY YOUR LOVE BLACKEN. MAY YOUR LINE BE CUT SHORT." A pause. Heavy. Deliberate. "This heart is but the first offering." Then the explosion. I heard someone scream "Grenade!" but the sound came a second too late. The blast hit like a physical fist, driving the air from my lungs. I dropped, instinct overriding thought, my ears screaming from the impact. The box had been rigged with something - crystals, maybe, or shards of enchanted metal. They rained down like razor-sharp snow. When I pushed myself up, the air was thick with smoke and the metallic smell of ozone.

I ask pleading with her. Yushraf could you believe I have to serve that girl as her maid before you were released? Could you believe landlord wanted to rape me just because of his money and after several pleading he just gave me two days to pay him or he will throw us out. That was how I ran out of the house with my golden necklace to sell, only to be hit by a car. Could you believe that car that hit me did it intentionally because the car was park at the road side and immediately when I was crossing the road, the same car that was park at the road side came with full speed and hit me and immediately ran away and then my vision also become blur. Tell me is that not plan? I have a feeling tha

"Well after I was withdrawn from your class in second year, I went to a community college and became a health care giver." "Like a nurse?" "No. A rehabilitation provider. But you, the daughter of the great Hachis, smart and beautiful, the untouchable Robyn. How does it feel to be so vulnerable?" He said with a smirk. "Is that why you burned down my restaurant, cut the brakes in my car and send me those messages." Craig laughed. "The fire was meant to get your attention, the car, well. I can't fully take credit for that. Messages...... I'm not sure about that." He said pretending to scratch his chin. He looked directly at her as if wanting to solicit a reaction from her.

It wasn’t like the Stevens couldn’t afford to refill the tank daily. Unfortunately, before Erika had time to process his words, the door was opened from the outside as Jeremy casually came in placing a small package to her laps as he indifferently said, “you can go now.” Looking at the neatly wrapped giftbox and the cold expression on her boyfriend’s face, Erika nervously swallowed, mumbling… “is there a bomb in here? What is he going to do? A double suicide? But I don’t want to die…” “For god’s sake, just open the box.” Jeremy massaged his temple, not knowing if he should laugh or cry. This girl really had a wild exaggerating imagination.