Eren X Armin Novels & Stories

“How was your training? Tell me what you’ve been up to the past four years.” “Training was good.” I can see he wants to reach for me, but he holds himself back. “Maryo got married, and Armani married Tanya.” “Who’s Armani? I don’t remember you mentioning him.” Xander hesitates before he says, “Armani is an enforcer for the Italian mafia. We became good friends during training.” Italian Mafia. Russian Bratva. God, what have I gotten myself into?

They light up every single nerve ending in my body, but in a good way. But I just don’t know him. Not really. I know of him. Kenton Clearwater, the insanely hot, 6ft 3in tall hockey player who has black hair and bright leaf green eyes. He plays center for the Northport Warriors, and is to be the future Alpha of the Artemis pack once his father steps down, or… is removed from his position through death. What is it that Axel wanted me to seek Kenton out for? I can’t help but wonder. What exactly do you know?

I honestly thought I saw Dante, but it wouldn’t be the first time I am imagining it. Serena then clears her throat. “Now, before we get into this with this Bratva boss, I need to know if you’re ready for this. From what I know, he’s a stubborn piece of work.” She says, walking over to me and handing me a wine glass. Thank God she’s changing the subject. “I know,” I say with a chuckle, “Arman reminds me of Dante in a way, but I have a feeling we’re going to clash a lot, especially if he thinks I’m trying to reclaim my territory.”

I think his Sherman, Markan, and Jasper’s mouths gaped at Xeno. “He belongs to a special force where they hunt demons in the mortal world,” I explained to them. “He’s the captain of one of the corps.” “That’s great then, I am happy to meet amazing people in this cursed place.” Sherman offered his hand to Xeno and Xeno respectfully took his hand for a short handshake. Sherman introduced the others to him and told Xeno everything that happened and how I ended up being in this place.

He clears his throat inwardly, acts like this happens everyday and fixes a stern eyes on his captain, daring her to have a problem with his appearance. The brunette smirk inwardly, though like her boss she keeps an expressionless face. “Xero meet Ara, my–” Eros hesitates, before adding. “Guest. Ara, my second.” Xero and Ara turns to face each other, with neither having any expectation when they turned to greet each other, but they get a shock to the system when their eyes meet for different reasons. Xero’s usually stern’s expression couldn’t stand the blonde’s appearance and her uncanny resemblance to the once mistress of the manor.

“I would stand back if you’re going to watch. We are starting soon.” “I’m Ren’s assistant,” I tell him. He looks visibly surprised, tugging his glove off his hand to shake mine. He looks boyishly handsome. He has shimmering blonde hair that glows under the midday sunlight. No wonder the girls have been gushing. Especially with his warm brown eyes. “Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Nik, I’m the manager of this lot,” he tells me, motioning over his shoulder at the others who seem unfazed at my presence.

His body went tumbling to the ground down a hilly cliff and Jimin, Rhea and Layla watched as he rolled away. “Xavier!” Ferran didn’t even give a second to spare. Seeing that he had the advantage, he bounded towards Aurum who was still rolling down the cliff, motivated by the screams of his people that were watching the battle. Of course, Xavier was no match for him. He had just been a little rusty. Now he had gotten back his energy and he was going to teach the kid a lesson for daring to step on his turf.

Arwen said. Arwen was younger than both demon women, she had long black hair and light red eyes with a slim body. Xena hearing what Arwen said boiled in anger and she raised her hand up to slap Arwen but she was thrown back with a strong force as Arwen had used her powers to protect herself. Though she was no match for the two demon woman. Xena stood up from the ground even more angrier than before as it was disgrace for a lower rank demon to throw her away with just a wave of hand.

Rena’s POV Lord Xavier doesn't react immediately. His sharp gaze flickers between me and Armani, his expression unreadable. It's the kind of look that strips away layers, searching for weaknesses, measuring worth. He doesn’t seem like the kind of man who gets rattled easily, yet something about Armani’s words—his casual, almost flippant announcement—has clearly thrown him off balance. “That was… fast.” His voice is calm, neutral, but the way his brow furrows just slightly betrays a sliver of skepticism.

"Your grandmother is one of the owners of the agency La Arma, but no one in her family knew then." "La Arma? What is that?" He breathed deeply again. "I will tell you about that, but La Arma is now also under your name." "What is it?" He ruffled my hair a little. "For now, don't worry about it. Your daddy is in charge of La Arma in the meantime." "But Gianna, she knows about La Arma. "Yes. Those two are also close, but in front of Merceditas, no. They have to hide it. I don't know what the reason is between the two of them, but when the three of us are together, they always bully me."