Emotionless Genius Naruto Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Nadazhda's white skin was crimson red with embarrassment as she nibbled on her lips nervously. "And...?" "The sparks, electric..." His eyes clicked on understanding before he patted her head like a mother hen, "don't worry, that small brain of yours, everything will b..." the stiffness of his body cut off his statement, and he stared at the wall while his eyes glistened with tears. His mind wasn't with her again. He was mind-linking someone. At that moment, his brows were furrowed in deep thinking before a gasp escaped from his lips, and he wiped a lone tear from his eyes before he smiled at me, "loverboy is waiting for you. We can't keep him waiting."

his fists were covered in flames and the intent to burn down his enemy and his rage burned just as hot. Yen waited for Inumaki to finish his angry fuming and began evading his attacks. there was fire, there was lightning, there was water and there was wind. the ground shook and the earth quaked but even all that couldn't win. Yen was just too fast. not even Mina who was watching from a distance could following him with her eyes. at some points, he even seemed to disappear. but the most surprising part was that he had not even attacked once nor had he show any intent to do so. it took Inumaki some time to realise this but when he did, he was already subdued to the ground.

"I'm sure you can hold all of the emotions in your Gumiho's soul so you don't show high emotions," Bellona assured him. Nevan still resonated with the last words of his lover. The Gumiho's soul inside him was so carried away by evil emotions, while he was trying to hold back against the evil spirit. Cho Ye Joon started to whisper something in Nevan's mind, “Just kill them! They even underestimated you.” "Don't hesitate, You Idiot!"

He just can't enter. He growled. "WHAT SHOULD WE DO?!" Nathan shouted. He's full of emotions and starting to explode. Once it happens, there's no turning back. He might trans from to his maximum power. 'Oh god, why wouldn't I think about it?' says Nathan to his mind. "Just calm down! I'm sure she'll get through it," says Hiro. Mune looked at them, full of worries. "I don't think so," says Mune. Hiro grabbed Mune's collar in an attempt to punch him.

I jerked as his hands enveloped mine, the warmth from it send beautiful goosebumps all over me. "During Naruto mission with Hinati to rescue Hanabi, they both fell on a genjutsu (Illusion), Naruto was able to connect to Hinata's Memory because of the red scarf that intertwined the two" he gave me a slight squeeze as I remember the moment he is saying and it's one of my best scene.

“Childish, if those hand signals actually worked, I would have killed and reincarnate a certain yapping barbie already.” “Wait a minute, you know about Naruto Uzumaki? It’s freaking awesome right? That battle with Pain was incredible….” Marcus excitedly prompted himself beside the aggrieved girl ranting about his favorite episodes. Thinking out loud, “no wonder he likes you, you’re the perfect guy but a girl.” “Huh? What? Stop being ridiculous. By the way, why are you here? What about practice?” She would rather act ignorant than ask what his remarks meant. Even if she was curious, Erika had a tendency to ignore important questions and deflect with another while mentally overthinking things.

My grip loosened from Akira and I fell to the ground, and fell unconscious. TBC.... Holy Shit !! Guys who can guess what Niran is up to?? I love y'all 😍

I feel Denu nudge me from the side. “Get your filthy mind together, they are getting put to death and your fantasising about your mate” she giggles, my eyes go wide, she’s right what the hell is wrong with me? I feel my face heat up as Vulcan's back goes tense ‘Little wolf, I can feel your desire, behave’ his amused voice enters my mind; oh, my Goddess I am shocked at my own filthy mind.

She left the table without saying anything. Minho was going to stop her, but Nora pointed him to let her go. She walked into her room and locked the door. She couldn't get her mind off him. MeanWhile Jungkun sat on the couch and shut his eyes. He kept missing her laugh, her innocence and her appearance around him, but he denied it. He did not wish to detract from his vengeance, but his cold heart betrayed him. He only wanted to see her once and he didn't know what happened to her after she went away. Ghosts were incapable of hearing or knowing things that did not come near them. He persuaded his heart that he was going there to examine the scenario.

Sweat dripped down his pale face, streaking through the blood that smeared his temples, and his eyes darted between me and Nitta with a desperation I’d seen countless times before. Nitta stood off to the side, casually resting a bloodied metal bat against his shoulder. His expression was one of detached indifference, as if this scene were just another dull routine in his day. It was that eerie calm of his that always amused me—so different from the twisted satisfaction I felt in moments like these.