Doflamingo Tanpa Kacamata Novels & Stories

When I walked out of the doctor's office with my test results, the hospital's advertisement screen played the scene of Brandon proposing to me. Under a dazzling starry sky, deep blue fireworks lit up the night. He wore a white suit and kneeled in a rose garden, opening a box with a diamond ring inside. The scene was so beautiful that it looked like something straight out of a romance drama. I overheard some patients' family members chatting with a nurse. "I'm really so jealous of Ms. Pace. Meeting a man like Mr. Foster is the luck of eight lifetimes."

"Doctor... is something wrong?" Instead of answering, the doctor stood and walked to a nearby cabinet. He returned carrying several small glass vials filled with colorless liquid. "I'm going to conduct a simple test." Lucas nodded uncertainly. The doctor uncapped the first vial. "Tell me what you smell."Lucas inhaled. "...Nothing." The doctor made a note before opening another vial."And this one?" Lucas tried again."...Still nothing." A third, a fourth, a fifth.Each answer remained exactly the same.Nothing.By the end of the test, the doctor's brows were deeply furrowed.

I said, I can see on the peripheral view of my eyes how concerned Off was, my eyes are still focused on the screen. " Hey look...look at that" I pointed to the screen. Dumbo is forced to perform in a big circus to be with his mom, he tried his best to perform when he heard the voice of his mom, he flew out to the stadium when he saw his mom locked on strange and dangerous animals, she was made to look violent and vicious. I can't stop crying not only because I am hurt on the movie but also I am hurt deep inside my heart " Stop crying na " Off said as he hugged me " let's finish this and go eat outside okay," he said.

And were here, setting up the scene to make it looked like what they were expecting to see. Hailec's mansion became even creepier than the last time we visited, cob webs were everywhere and a disgusting iron scent lingers on the place. Blaze provided the posas to make it more realistic as to why I couldn't get myself to fight them off. The posas suppresses the ability of the person wearing it, be it a flamia, glacia, a baylan or even a Darkess. This device disables the person to unleash his or her persona. Making him or her weaker than usual.

Nora asked and Oli turned to look at her, his interest peeked. "What do you mean?" He asked and Nora smiled. "You see shifting is a process, there's a beginning, a middle, and an end, but between the middle and the end of the process there's a stage that can be reached and kept in a form that would be more suitable for you." She said and Oli caught on to what she was saying. "So I'd still be standing upright but have some of my fox features?" He asked, "Yes, you'd keep your tail, your eyes, and your ears. Everything else would be human." She said.

Almara’s Pov The familiars have backed off, though not by their own accord. I look around and among the newly freed-up space is Delfino, standing tall with a look of irritation. His long black robe trails behind him, and his hands are laced together and hidden in his over-sized sleeves. His one eye is squinted, while the other twitches, and his mouth is a cross between a grimace and a snarl. The thin blue squiggly veins are his paper-white skin pulsate.

After walking for about 5 minutes we came to a halt. “Ready!” He whispered softly in my ears. My heart accelerated at his seductive voice. He opened the blindfold and asked me to open my eyes slowly. I was swept off my feet by the sight that greeted me. A small, open tent was decorated with the rarest flowers I had seen. A single table was placed under the tent with two chairs. Scented candles adorned the table and in midst of the candles was a vase of fresh red roses and the best part was that the tent overlooked ‘The mini Amor Garden’ giving a dazzling view of the lake. It was much better than watching the garden close up.

I mentally smacked myself for letting my temper get the best of me. "He deserved it." I turned to meet the eyes of a stranger, my breath caught in my throat, this defiently wasn't a student and I knew his wasn't a member of the dark woods pack either. This man in front of me was covered in tattoos I could see the edges of them at the collar of his shirt and across his hands. His hair was pulled back exposing the sides of his head which were also decorated in tattoos, a thin scar ran down the side of his face, hazel green eyes met mine as I took in the form of his arms. "Um what do you mean?" I finally mumble. "That boy deservered more then just a face full of desk." His eyes glimmed with som

Cole picked his up and held it at several different distances from his face like the problem was his eyesight and not the fact that he couldn't read a single word of it. "Okay," he said, after fooling himself for a while. "I can work with this." "You can't read it," Sean pointed out. "I don't need to read it, I'll just point at anything based on how it sounds." "That's how you end up with something you don't want." Sean added. I put my menu down and looked around for the server. Beside me Connie was turning hers over like the back might be in English. Then Mira looked up, caught the server's eye and spoke.