Deku Deku You Can Call Me Deku Novels & Stories

His black lips spread into a wicked grin. "Gods, what I wouldn't give to have the chance to rip that bitches heart out, but apparently, your Queen already had the pleasure of doing that for me. So that'll have to do for now. As for the name, it's Drabek, but my friends called me Bek."

"Hello there little one, so you want to know my name, do you?" Celeste reached out to pat Chris's cheek. "Yes, please, if it's okay with you?" I could see that Deuce was momentarily surprised. He then leaned into her touch. "My name is Deuce, it is nice to meet you Celeste." "It's nice to meet you, Deuce." She giggled as he nibbled playfully at her hand when she pulled it away from his face. Chris blinked as Deuce receded into his mind. He stood up and playfully tousled her hair. He then motioned for the other man to come near.

A name. Sakava.

As I said that, I made a finger gun just like the one he made earlier and asked, “Do you know what I mean? Can you do it?” I then cast him a worried look. I didn’t know how proficient he was in Japanese yet but hoped he was intelligent enough to comprehend what I was trying to say. Dicken’s brows furrowed again like he was deep in thought. Before long, his lips parted open in a smirk, and he gave me a whimsical look before saying, “Call me…Dicken…” ‘Assh*le! This creature is threatening me now of all times?’ “Ten…nine…eight”

I cried at the same time. "Hello kids, I'm James but you can call me Kuya! So, what do you want to do?"

Then I could call you again. He undid the zipper of his jeans and showed me his penis. I watched his show and he said, "Decken." I smirk at his name and said, "Come today's night too Decken." And I turned so he tried to stop me and asked, "Ma'am can I stay here for the night then?

K: Everything. K: Can we meet today if possible? It’s urgent. I don’t mind paying extra. K: Does that work for you? K: Levi is my fav too. My eyebrows shot up, and I sat down on the bed. She seemed desperate. Extremely desperate. Usually, I’d turn down women like her, but hey, she liked anime, and even though she seemed strange, I liked how she used punctuation after every sentence. Dex: how old are you K: 29.

I ask mockingly. She frowns. “I’m part of the admin team.” She purses her lips. “Ok cool… Miss Dumiko.” “Demiko.” She frowns. “That’s what I said, Dum-ee-ko.” I raise my eyebrows and she frowns before shaking her head. “Fine, whatever, you have a weird accent.” “Ah, same babe, same.” I say before I turn and saunter off. Why the fuck is she even here?

I asked, my hand tightening on the doorknob. He pushed past me into the apartment before I could stop him. “Hey! What the fuck...” He turned to face me, his expression cold. “Close the door, Duke.” My blood ran cold. “How do you know my name?” “Close. The. Door.” I hesitated, then shut it. My heart was hammering now, adrenaline flooding my system. “Who are you?” “My name is Derek.” He walked further into my apartment, his gaze sweeping over the space like he was cataloging every detail. “I’ve been sent to kill you.”

It recoiled, arching it back and hissed at Suzanne before sprinting away. Suzanne stood back up, looking at her palm. It’s an ominous sign, she thought just as the phone in her back pocket began to ring. The ringtone was a BTS ‘Not Today’ ringtone. It was old man Hendricks. Suzanne blinked, wonder of wonders, Hendricks never called. She pressed the answer button and stepped into her grandmother’s unit. Grandmother was sitting on her bed sipping a can of beer. How grandmother had managed to smuggle in such rarity was beyond Suzanne’s understanding.