Dash Manga Novels & Stories

Dart tried to search for them, but Sabria was very good at hiding. He already tried all the means to find them, but he failed. Even Jane stopped hoping for them to come back, she lost her hope that one day Dash will remember all his memory that scattered. AFTER 5 YEARS Dash, together with Bria, went back to the Philippines. Dash got back to his career, which is car racing and he is going to compete in his hometown. “Do we really have to go back to the Philippines?” Bria tried to stop him because she was afraid that he might regain his memories if this continues.

'The person Sophia hates the most is the one who beat her and left her to die in an alley,' Shara, my Daemon, said. This explains a lot, the reason they are always trying to find out things about the Moon Warriors pack. As we got close, we could see a green mist around; those who tried to approach ended up burning, and their skin began to grow strangely. "STAY BACK!" Hélios shouted to his allies, who did exactly as he ordered. I combined the shadows with Perseus' flame aura, which opened a path for us to advance. Our footsteps echoed through the corridors heavily. I clenched my teeth as the runes on my body began to burn. Those I made for protection in case the rejection ritual happened.

Yeah, I remembered something. *Flashback* Black Dragon. Number one agent of Dark Knight. JD. Get along well. The newcomer. The DJ. The patissier. Everything happened so fast. I can’t barely remember every detail of it. All I know is that, someone superior than me arrived. I know I shouldn’t be feeling this now but I can’t stop myself. I’m just human.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SIX VENDETTA he cup my ass in his hand and fumbled with it before it struck me. I'm only here to dance and get information not to be submissive to the bastard. "I'm sorry but the rules here says no touching"I shove his hand off but it came back to the right spot and he smirk. "Did you hear me"I push his hands off me.

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.

he shouted, his voice trembling with anger. Asher’s lips curled into a snarl. "You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into." He took a step forward, but Lucas didn’t back down. Instead, he launched himself at Asher with a force that surprised even him. Lucas was strong, but Asher was stronger, infinitely so. The werewolf inside him roared in anger at the audacity of this mere human trying to challenge him. With a swift, brutal motion, Asher caught Lucas by the shoulders and hurled him against the wall. The impact was bone-jarring, and Lucas gasped in pain, but still, he tried to push himself up.

My magic was still humming beneath my skin, but the cool night air from the stairwell at least seemed to take the edge off. The cafeteria was mostly empty when I entered, with only a few lingering in the seats with late cups of tea or the last of dessert. In one of the corner tables, Ashleigh Dana sat alone, her hair silver that seemed almost luminous in the dim light, with faint streaks of amethyst swirling through. It caught the light like moonstone. She was nursing a mug of tea, tendrils of steam lazily curling up toward the ceiling. Her eyes flicked to me the second I stepped through the doors, a gleam of recognition in them. She raised one brow in invitation.

Damon: “Get back inside!” I shouted, shoving a trembling warrior toward the entrance of the east wing. Blood splattered across the walls, smoke beginning to rise as the mist thickened again. The shadows weren’t just watching anymore. “Hold your grounds. We need to get undercover. They're going to get to us. They're within us.” They were here. They were here in a way that I did not expect them to be. And they were tearing through us.

The waitress looked between us, clearly entertained. Susan sighed dramatically. “Fine. She’ll have something light. Very light. Practically water.” I nodded. “That works.”

He ran as fast as he could until he reached the west wing of the forest and saw the hunters. He roared; anger was visible in every howl he made, which made the hunter stopped from what they were doing to someone. "The alpha king is here!" The other hunter says, shouting. Drake shifted back as he felt his body weaken due to the tingling sound of the silver weapon by the hunters. He darted his eyes at the woman wearing a white night dress. His forehead knitted as he saw Emily bathed with her blood. She had bruises and was weak. 'D-Drake. . .'