Danganronpa Oc Base Novels & Stories

I just stood there, in the secluded road, all alone as the autumn breeze caressed me gently, reaching deep into my soul. I felt like a diaspora, standing there in the strange, dark valley. Suddenly, all the colours that was in the background and melted together in a bland combination. Everything swirled as I stood there, trembling. Something bad was going to happen, I knew it. The colours that melted together, suddenly, started separating, creating a vague form of shades. Red. Black. Brown. Scarlett. It was like witnessing a mighty artwork unfold in front of me. Shades of red, brown and black diademed the canvas, yet not getting mixed together, as if they harboured misogyny.

I hear Lesha say with a grin on her face as she watches us. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms.Ox, I promise not to keep her out too late." I say as I hold out my hand to shake hers. Her grandmother looks down at my hands without moving at all, and I start to feel uncomfortable and slightly awkward. She looks straight in my eyes with a serious expression on her face. "I expect her to be back here no later than 11pm and I am choosing to trust you with her safety, so if anything happens to her, you'll have me to deal with." Ms.Ox says sternly as she extends her hand and grips mine with a lot of strength that wasn't expected at all.

Will eat your babies and kill your pets. It’s so far from the truth it’s comical. “What the hell are you waiting for? That fanger broke my wrist.” Lucas speeds forward, fingers wrapping around the gunman’s throat again. “You’re lucky that’s all I did. You tried to kill the woman I love. I’d do the same to you, but that death would be too quick.” “Get control of your attack dog.” Easton pulls out a knife. The tip of the blade has been dipped in a special kind of holy oil, working almost as well as my enchanted dagger. Almost.

Dax replied, sensing the shift in my demeanor. “Good. I want you to hook the drive to the main server. I want every screen from this District to the slums to show exactly what kind of Luna she wanted to be.” Three days later…… It rained on the day of the Nightshade matriarch's funeral, as if the sky was trying to wash her away. When I walk in with Ronan and a handful of guards, the whole field of people rush to turned to look at us. Ronan with his blonde hair flowing freely, and proudly Omega, a stark figure in a black suit pant and silk dress shirt tailored to perfection, his posture regal, and his chin held high despite the dark circles beneath his eyes.

📌Omega's Onslaught An attack, a rejection, a reclaim After surviving the rogue's attack near Paphos, Cyprus, Zack Adamos realized that he has an older brother that was the Gamma of Shadow Pack. He was instantly accepted for his place in the pack as their Omega for his skills with herbs until he was trusted to be an acting Beta. What's worse, it would seem that his true mate, Sam, was rejecting him as well that made Zack went into hiding.

"Wait. I know this map layout. This isn't a procedurally generated dungeon. This is a 1:1 scale digital replica of the old manufacturing district down by the Rust Belt." "We scanned the real-world geometry to build the level," Vance nodded easily, leaning back in his chair. "The players love real-world accuracy. It makes the game feel grounded." Kara leaned over Ren's shoulder, looking at the objective markers. "The enemy density here is insane. There are hundreds of Scourge NPCs flagged in these old warehouses. What's the bounty?" "Ten million standard credits," Vance said quietly. The room went dead silent. Leo practically choked on his own breath.

And without the nagging from his conscience across the table. For the next thirty minutes, they discussed strategy and alternate strategy in case they found themselves with more opponents than expected. Several plans were made, depending on whether their target hunted with the pack or waited somewhere else. Eventually, William was satisfied they had a plan for each possible scenario. They loaded the car down with the usual cache of weapons, making especially sure they had plenty of silver-tipped ammunition. From personal experience, William knew the crippling agony of silver. No immortal could fight with the pain searing through their veins, which was why he used it when he was forced to pla

Kenzo's hand tugged on the nightstand drawer, took something in there. "Bastard," Caramel cursed softly. When Kenzo found the object, he looked back at Caramel. Kenzo's eyes were darkened by the fire of passion, which was erupting so strongly within him. Dick Kenzo was hardened, felt tight and wanted to be applied, right now. Caramel's flushed face, and sweat that flooded her body, were the result of her having had two orgasms, because of Kenzo's tongue games. Caramel's condition, which made Kenzo even more aroused, Caramel's body captivated his desire violently.

One Hour Later:- "Found anything else?", Damon asked flipping through the ledger again. Zia shook her head no as she munched on a sandwich. "Let me see your timelines", She asked instead and Damon reached into his bag and bought out two sets of papers. He handed both over." One is from Royal, the other one is mine, I just wanted to put into perception of what happened after he stopped writing". "Mmmh", Zia nodded then picked up the one Namjoon made." I know you and Sebestian came from the center but why is there another two names here? One of them being the human?"

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?