Cross Ange Characters の小説・ストーリー

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Which character is the bridge between life and death? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah

Their parents used to dress them alike with Xzander. Charles Arroyo: An unofficial Resistance leader of an outpost. His species is human. He has curly brown hair, that is shoulder length. Light peppered freckles that are hidden by his glasses. Lavender eyes. He was found heavily guarded. He has alliances with trolls & vampires from the resistance. He wears Constellation leggings & a charm bracelet with magic powers. It was given to him by his adopted mother, a troll. He has fake vampire teeth & scent to disguise himself as a vampire but it didn't fly past the Nero family. He was raised by trolls. His boots are shredded & old. He keeps his hair tied up in a messy bun. His wrists are scared wi

- Colby says, leaving and closing the door. Angel sighs. He was unwilling to get up and get dressed. Perhaps a clash of cultures was what would decide his destiny. He wears white jeans with several rips, a belt from which several chains come out, a white and extra tight T with a design of two boys in a very romantic position, and he wears his white sneakers and holds his hair in a disheveled bun and leaves several loose ends that fall to the side of his face. He put on his ring and chose a bracelet made of stones in the color of the rainbow. In his ears, he puts three diamonds, one in the right ear and two in the left. He puts on blue navy eyeliner, which makes his beautiful eyes look even p

Ace said as he kissed the back of her hand and smirked. The blonde was the first to smile and acknowledge her, “Hi dear! My name Bec, this is my husband, Marcus.” She said with a thick southern accent. She was cute. “It’s nice to meet you both,” Runa says, taking their hands in her own. She noticed that Marcus had the same mark under his eye as Ace. “Let me guess, Ryan’s calling you mama now?” Bec teased as she linked arms with her, scooping her away from the boys.

The room didn’t feel as quiet anymore. Mara watched his face carefully. “Do you want me to—” “Reply,” Alexander said, voice even. Mara’s fingers hovered. “What should I say?” Alexander stared at the name again, the letters clean and simple on the screen. Eva Reyes. His instincts whispered something inconvenient: This won’t be easy to bury. He handed the tablet back to Mara. “Tell her,” he said, “Cross Enterprises has no comment at this time.” Mara nodded, already typing.

I have scraped up knees and bruised palms to show for it. My sister adapts quicker to roaming in the forest than I do, learning where to put her feet, and how not to snap as many twigs, but I won’t allow myself to consider what the wolf said about her is true. CeCe is human. She doesn’t change into a monster beneath the full moon. And this monster who drags us through places humans weren’t meant to go, isn’t her father, our daddy is Jack Allen Cross. A computer analysist who has a bad sweet tooth and likes documentaries about how things are made and likes to cook everything on a grill and likes to laugh over bad jokes and is the only one who can make Mom smile on her bad nights and who loves

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

"Imogen, why are you pretending not to know me?" He pouted, a look of grievance on his face. From his tone, it sounded like they were quite familiar with each other, and all eyes turned toward them. Those volunteers wrinkled their noses, looking disgusted, while I waited quietly for the drama to unfold. Imogen blinked, genuine confusion clouding her features. "Who are you?" Thomas's hopeful expression cracked, replaced by disbelief. "You don't recognize me?" Imogen scratched her head, taking a hesitant step back. "I don't think we've met. Are you from one of our subsidiary companies?"

Ace chose that moment to clear his throat while slinging an arm over my shoulder, "Hate to break up the fucking reunion but introductions are needed." "You're rude," I chastised under my breath. "You love it," the tip of his tongue darted out of the corner of his mouth and his heated gaze dipped to my lips. "Everyone, this is Odette," Jericho introduced, forcing my attention back to him, then pointed to each of us and said, "Ace, Miranda, Quinn, and Gunnar." "Nice to meet you all," Odette beamed.

Marcel: She weighed less than she should have. That was the first thing I noticed as I carried her through the gates, how light she felt in my arms, how wrong it was for someone with Alpha blood to be reduced to bone, muscle, and stubborn will. Her pulse fluttered against my wrist, fast but steady enough to tell me she wasn’t slipping away. At least, not yet. The territory lights cut through the trees as I crossed the perimeter. My men straightened the moment they caught my scent, and then hers. Confusion rippled through the ranks. I ignored it. I didn’t slow.