Erza Scarlet Jellal Mga Nobela at Kwento

His character delivered a bloody kill to his opponent, despite having a human form. It even made me forget that I had to leave, and then I coughed a little. “You never mentioned your name.” “Oh… I'm sorry. I’m Raphael!” He glanced at me for a moment before shifting his focus back to his computer. “And I know you’re Arian; you’re already becoming famous around here.” I chuckled nervously and gave a nod. Raphael was the very first person who showed me kindness since my arrival here. With a burst of energy, I stood up once more and swung the door open, eager to catch a glimpse of the hallway. My lungs tightened, my heart raced,

"From what I can see, you've had a scarred face for many years. So what exactly is new here?" My head shot up and I stared at him in horror, wondering how he could be so insensitive to my plight, "Who are you?" "My name is Zach and I'm a healer, some would say a magician but I prefer healer.. You were brought here six days ago by a kind stranger and they made me swear to do anything to keep you alive and I can't leave until I've done everything in my power for you” My brows furrowed, "I-I don't understand. Who is the person that brought me here?"

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

In an instant, a blinding pain tore through Jaleel's core. With that, his spirit core was shattered. A piercing scream echoed across Mount Southbore. All eyes turned toward the scene. Jaleel curled on the ground, convulsing as blood poured from his mouth. His aura vanished in an instant—the so-called once-in-a-century prodigy had fallen. Aria slowly withdrew her hand, the golden light fading. Her expression remained calm, as though she had merely brushed away dust. "Kill…me…if…you can!" Jaleel screamed through his agony.

“Worry not, as long as you help me capture Gerald, I’ll definitely gain the ability to shuttle back and forth between earth and Jaellatra. With that, I’ll surely be able to turn your family into the most powerful force there without any issues! Besides, you already know about my background, don’t you? Hahaha! To think that Gerald would accidentally release me back then… This is surely god’s reward to me for remaining locked up for thousands of years!” Turning around, Yreth looked at the piece of jade—that had previously been placed upright near the incense stand—as a black glow emanated from it. Not long after, the black glow began momentarily swirling in the air before finally forming the s

Zhang Jue frowned as he learned of the situation. 'An unremarkable person with two Martial Emperor inner cores?' "What does he look like?" Zhang Jue, on high alert, inquired coldly. "He looked cold but handsome, and there were three scars on his face," Rita described Darryl's appearance. Zhang Jue's eyes flashed in excitement. He was delighted and shocked. F*ck, was that Darryl? He did not die, and he was able to leave the Wild Deserted Secret Region on his own.

“Scarface, where are you?” “What do you want, Jericho?” Scarlette asked irritably. “Retract your claws, pussy whisky,” Jerry was at it again. “Jericho, what do you want?” I asked with a tone of authority. “Geez! Can't someone play with kids nowadays?” Scarlette removed her mouth from my arm and began rolling up her sleeves. Yup, it's about to go down. She turned abruptly, her hair whipping my face but she had a mission, and with new energy coursing through her veins, she thirsted for blood.

As she entered the room, gasps escaped her lips. Jerald lay on the bed, drenched in sweat and clutching his side, which was bleeding profusely. More gasps followed when she noticed the scars covering his body, resembling intricate tattoos. Oh God, who is this man, and what has he been through? She turned to look at Zira, who met her gaze with eyes filled with unshed tears. Jerald looked up and saw her. Ixora flinched as rage darkened his pain-filled eyes. "What are you doing here? Get out! Now!" he hissed.

Vivienne sends him to look for them. Lamia and Niall discuss their winnings in both territories. It leads to her asking him to kill the Knowles as she believes they're really traitors. She also explains Scarlet is the next target while the strongest warriors are still in Blacktail. Fang is brought in to Lamia and she gets to kill him all over again. This time in front of a guilty Niall. Marquis makes it to Scarlet just in time to get Mal out before the vampires invade it.

He got interrupted by a tug on his arm. My breath got stuck in my throat for a fraction of a second as soon as the giant figure appeared in front of me, making me look like an ant. "Yes?" The Scar face asked while hovering over me. Actually he didn't hover over me but he was too tall so I had to crook my neck fully up to see him. I've never seen such a tall guy in my whole life. This is called extraordinary tall. "Why did you send your men to my boutique?" I asked and he kept looking down at me with his blank eyes. He is always like this. Emotionless, maybe because he is heartless.