Danganronpa Style Novels & Stories

But their eyes were on me—waiting, testing. “Fine,” I spat, dropping into stance again. “I’ll just have to embarrass all of you at once.” The clash was chaos and clarity all at once. Kael’s strikes came brutal, precise, each one meant to break, not bruise. Damon’s style was different—fluid, defensive, testing me, as though measuring how far I could bend before I snapped. Cassidan danced between them, sharp and teasing, always coming from the blind side, forcing me to split my focus.

Jake replied with a sheepish grin. “See?” Daniel gave him a cocky grin. “ This is why you should calm down. Your blood is just boiling for nothing.” “Buzz off.” Jake frowned, pushing his friend slightly. They faced the screen and resumed their game. “ Alright. If you have the guts,don't use Shao Khan..or Goro.” “Alright then.” Daniel laughed. He selected Sub zero while Jake chose Scorpion. “Perfect.” Jake smiled evilly. “Let the real game begin.”

Rayhan mutters. “Royce, hold that shield over us, let’s create our own fucking entrance, Rossi Style. No offence,” Dante adds to me as he raises his hand. I smirk. “Not at all. I’ll assist you in Arden Style,” I counter. “I’ll take the left.” He smirks as he raises his hand, “And I’ll take the right.” I keep half my power focused on the barrier above us, the other ready to smash through the stone.

“Don’t crease your forehead, you will look like an old lady.” My eyes widened in surprise to see him leaning towards me as soon as he appeared. “What the heck, Doom! You startled me,” I exclaimed as I pushed him away from me but his well-toned body did not even move an inch. "What?" "You are too close," I said as I playfully knocked his head lightly, but he was able to catch my hand. "Hey, let go," I said as I tried to squeeze my hand away from his grip. "No, but I can just chop-chop your hand if you want to."

My eyebrows lift at the sight before me. Diana—Luna Diana—is hunched over the table, working. Sweat glistens on her forehead, and her hands tremble slightly as she arranges the silverware alongside a few other omegas. Her once-pristine hair is tied back in a limp bun, and there are dark shadows under her eyes. It’s been barely a day since we took over, and already she looks… aged. Worn. Pathetic. I smirk as I glide into the room like a queen on her throne, sliding into my seat at the head of the table.

“ Then , I guess I should do the same . Having some photos of yours while you are wearing the maid costume with cat ears . But I wouldn’t be as mean as you and spread the photos . “ said Aron . “ I can’t wait to see you lose . “ said Ayla . The game started and booth of them chose their shikigamis . “ Top solo match ? “ asked Aron . “ Top solo mid line without surpassing borders . “ said Ayla . “ Ban included as well . Three kills two deaths . “ said Aron . “ Deal ! “ said Ayla and both of them started to play . The two of them started to playing after placing their shikigami selection . Aron chose a strong amerai while Ayla chose a mage . The two of them started to battle . Their battle was

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.