Draw Gaara Novels & Stories

Gaara lamented in regret. I started laughing and said, "well you caused it for yourself, although this was a waste of time but it was fun while it lasted." He then snapped his fingers and Kurt appeared. "Where am I?" Kurt asked and turned around. He then saw me and said, "oh, you made it here, I see." He then bowed down immediately and said, "I greet you almighty Lord Gaara!" "How did you do that?" I asked in awe. "He is a B type Mermaid and a friend of mine, it was easy to summon him with just a snap.

I stammered, my heart jackhammering away. "Getting a better look," he said with an impish grin and I felt my face and ears flush completely. Was he going to kiss me again? "Are you gay?" I asked as I averted my gaze from his captivating grey. "Not telling," he whispered and backed away from me. "I don't mind starting as friends though. I'm Higan." He stretched a hand out to me and I stared at it for a while. He gave his hand a shake to remind me that he was waiting and I took his hand before shaking it briefly.

“No, it’s okay. As I told you earlier, I didn’t feel like a prince after what Mahan did to me. I was shrouded in darkness and the light was gone out of my eyes. That was what Elder Shimar described to me when he found me starving to death near the borders of the village. But looking back, I have everyone in the village to thank. Without Thalisse, I would never be able to stand on my feet as a decent human being. And now that I have the chance to redeem myself and the village, I don’t plan on losing to the Mahan a second time. This is what Gairoshi means to me.” He was clenching his knuckles so hard Carysse was afraid he might break the bronze cup in his hand. “Carysse, I’m not asking for muc

He managed to kill three out of five of them before getting knocked out. Ara is surprised with the sudden entrance of the two men in casual clothes covered in blood. She knew better not to struggle. She had her instinct tell her they aren't likely to accept any form of objections. "Come with us and nothing else will happen to you. Ask one question, I'll cut your tongue," one said with a stiff expression on his face. He's the type of not of a talker.

There was no other attack for a while, then suddenly, Gavrael groaned and stumbled forward. “What’s wrong?” I asked in panic as I held him. “I dunno, I just feel really weird, and my head is pounding, and…” His gaze suddenly snapped up. “You need to put up the barrier, Adaira.” He said to me. “It’s not needed, we’re doing okay right n…”

I answered but was a little bit nervous. “We are not asking if what is your relation to us. We are asking who are you.” Tara muttered while staring at me intensely. At first, I thought they were just having a good time with me, but later on, I immediately realized they wanted to hear from me. I tried to focus on myself. I even let out a deep sigh to refresh my mind, and when I thought that I was ready to introduce myself, I stared at them with a smirk on my face. “I’m Gandhara Alejandro. The daughter of one of the wealthiest women in the City of Tranquil.”

It was rare and could only be harnessed by elemental, rare, and strong wolves who had ki and could beat the heat produced. The only person I knew that could harness such an element happened to be Alpha Ryu, and he hadn’t drawn out a sword ever since… “Please save me…” He groaned. I looked around, scanning the area to see if anyone had seen us. Just as I expected, they were all focused on Ryu. “You have to get me out of here before he kills me.” I couldn’t see anyone holding a sword, nor did I smell any danger. Madona, who had the negation artifact, definitely couldn’t be the one since I punished her for her treacherous tongue. Who then could make a Gamma such as Kyle scared to the bone?

Esther turned her gaze away from him, focusing once more on the drifting leaves as she lifted her hands to try and catch one. “Well, forgive me,” Gaara said casually, “but I’ve never heard of that before. After all, I’m not originally from here.” “Huh?” Esther froze, his comment immediately sparking her curiosity. She abandoned her little game with the leaves and focused solely on him now. No wonder he looked at her the way he did. He was probably thinking she was ridiculous, wasting her time on something so childish. When she looked again, Gaara had already moved, settling himself onto a bench beneath the wide branches of the tree. With a few deliberate taps of his palm, he patted the empty