Dragon Ball God Mu Novels & Stories

I bowed my head and waited for whatever he was going to tell me. “Don't get your hopes up, mute. Put yourself together because I know exactly what's going on in your mind right now and trust me when I say that's never going to happen,” He frowned and I sighed. My hopes were dashed again. “Since you're mute, I'm not really going to waste my time with you. The only thing I'm grateful to the moon goddess for is that you can hear me and so, I wouldn't have to stress myself while talking to you today,” He paused and moved closer than bent to look into my eyes. “You're the only one who isn't affected by the kind of power I have, and I think it's because we're mates,” I facepalmed.

There were no cuts so no scarring. “Here,” I turned around to his voice and he took a picture of my chest. “Milaya no wonder it hurts.” He growled in anger “I can’t believe he fucking did that to you! I know his foot was on your chest but fuck I didn’t know it was that hard.” “Yeah the guy was huge too.” A tear dropped onto the floor as he pulled me close. “It will heal. Like you.” He said whispering in my ear. Suddenly the doorbell ringing threw us both.

. Therefore, he was not depressed due to the fact that he crossed over to another world. He was depressed due to the factthat he seemed to have possessed the body of a trashy young master with a trashy spirit. This Young Master Lin that possesses the same name as him was originally an outer sect disciple of Wengcheng. In the Wengcheng Sect, he was frequently bullied by his own cousin, beaten nearly to death and finally kicked out of the sect's doors. It was due to the fact that the young master was half dead did Jae Lee woo managed to seize the opportunity to cross over and possess his body. "Since I managed to gain a new life, I will never let the tragedy repeat itself" Jae Lee woo said w

He stood tall, immovable, his silhouette carved against the lantern light like a verdict the world itself had no choice but to obey. When he spoke, it was not a statement. Not even a declaration. It was the truth. “I…”His voice dropped, deep and resonant, vibrating through bone and breath. “…AM THE GOD OF WAR.” The tent felt it… the wooden beams, the ground underneath, everything seemed to tremble under the force of that certainty. Even the flames bowed, shrinking lower as if in reverence… or perhaps fear. A heartbeat later… Lucien slammed his fist against the table. Maps jumped. Ink pots rattled. It was a sound that didn’t just echo… it promised death.

Its body was a shifting, fluid mass of liquid fire and grinding tectonic rock, completely devoid of eyes or a mouth. It didn't roar. It vibrated. A horrific, dissonant screech of grinding stone that ripped through the air, completely separate from the steady, rhythmic pulse of our tether. The people in the plaza screamed, a massive, localized wave of pure terror crashing into Valerius’s grid. I didn't step back. I unclasped my heavy black duster, letting it fall to the burning cobblestones. Elias, I transmitted, my psychic voice cold as ice as the Magma-Beast pulled its massive, molten torso out of the crater, rearing up thirty feet into the twilight sky. Tell Cord to forge weapons. Not tuni

she announces. I blink, trying to follow along, but my frown only deepens while my headache continues to grow. “Then you made a mistake. No mutolupus, sirna, makkari or nagata are the offspring of a God. They can’t contain the blood of a God,” I contradict.

I continued in a choked voice, "I will never forget what happened. You won’t forget either, and I hope you remember me." I slowly opened my eyes to see who he was, but my heart sank into my stomach. I was shocked, my body trembling, my eyes widening. I couldn’t believe it... it was him... Alpha Dragon. My heart ached. What a stroke of bad luck... I found only this man... Dragon, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack... the rebellious and harsh Alpha. Not only that, but because he had not found his mate, there had been an arrangement between the Blue Moon Pack and the Golden Sun Pack, making my sister Olivia their Luna. Neither of them had found their mate, which served the interests of both packs.

' *cries "Thank you so much, Master. Without you, I wouldn't live. I could've have died at that time! But the Immortals save me!" "Yeah... that's it Butt! Immortal is the strongest! They can do anythin---" *thud Yet his master fainted without even finishing his word. "Master!" Butt shouts. Of course, his body was being healed by the golden egg. Butt took the ball thing first. It was the remains of God! The Seed thing! Then he runs off. Satou, D. Vote ITIBT for more updates!

Su Lan: "At least the auto heal is useful...sigh..." Su Lan got up from the floor and sat on the bed trying to sort out what was happening to her. So her great (50x) grandfather is the medicine god and she was thrown to this world because he ran out to play and she can't return home until he comes back.... The voice from before is a system called 101 and it lets her contact the gods if they ever have time! This body was poisoned in this by someone and was healed by her descendent blessing... So, "WHAT EXACTLY WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO HERE!!!!???"

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste