Erza X Jellal Mga Nobela at Kwento

The climate in the room rises as hours count down to a critical moment of our assignment. Moving around the ill-organized table covered in maps and papers, the team gathers, standing in the midst of the preparations. Jake is looking straight at me, and although it is only for a few seconds, I can discern a shyness that does not often show itself. “How do you even manage it, Zea?” Jake’s voice is soft, his face intense. This is the question that was raised by the character: ’’Can I have fife being a mother and a killer at once?’’

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.

Rogziel didn’t answer but he clenched his jaw, balls his fist with its fire and gritted his teeth. “The moment she knew about Bernael or Jaoqium or whoever he is now, it had already been started. And none of us can do anything about it. Azrael was the only one who can do something about this.” Yerach said and he get inside the car. Leaving Rogziel with his flaming hands. - “Azrael Tatiana Sommers.” Jaoqium grimaced, “An unusual name, fits for an unusual girl.” Azrael stayed quiet, shrugged and yanked back the paper from Jaoqium’s hand. She shifted her sight around the place rather than completely staring at him.

Shhh, don't talk too much honey and if I were you I'll put the gun down" i spoke in a low tone with a menacing smile. "You must be dumb if you think I'll let you leave this place alive, it's high time someone killed you and I'm glad I'll be the one, at least the people of the world will be free from your notorious ass" a dark chuckle emanated from my lips and I shook my head in amusement. "You think being armed and being in this confined space alone makes it the perfect opportunity to get rid of me. C'mon Jonathan I didn't expect you to be foolish. I'm Maja Elzandre, I'm quite acquainted with this situation" he twisted his neck with a sinister smirk.

"What? Oh Cia, he's not the carrier—" "Cia?!!!" screeched Jerrald after his eyes reopened open as the maid and the secretary engaged in conversation. Jerrald gave the secretary a sharp look. "Since when do you call her 'Cia', Eloy?" asked Jerrald flatly, but it was clear that a demonic aura was gathering around him. Eloy swallowed saliva with difficulty. This was the first time he saw Jerrald looking at him like an enemy. He seemed to realize that the girl beside him was not just a maid for his cold boss.

He asked squinting a little as he glanced at Xavier and gave the older man a respectful bow. "I need all you have on the terrorist organization called Primal" Jelena replied with a nod. Her tone was more of a command than the request it should have been. "I can't give you all I have" Axel's expression turned cold. "Axel" a whisper escaped her lips, Jelena was surprised by Axel's sharp change. She was still a young girl forced into responsibility after all. Seeing Axel standing there and looking at her like that tears welled up in her eyes and she hurriedly turned and walked away to the bathroom.

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

“Oh, trust me, I’ll gladly kick both Ellery and Xanthea out of your system. If that’s what it takes to protect you and keep you sane, I won’t hesitate. And I certainly don’t mind if it means cracking open your skull and erasing every last bit of their memories. I know I should have done this a long time ago, but I guess it’s still not too late. But before that, I’ll destroy that damn ring—” The bones in my fingers contorted into claws. “Don’t you dare!” Ezra growled, baring his fangs at me, still clutching the pathetic ring as if his life depended on it. “I won’t let you repeat the same mistake all over again!” “Ellery wasn’t a mistake!” “But Xanthea is!” With a snarl, I lunged at him, my cl

“Is it jealous?” “Of course not!” I immediately denied it. Right after that, Andrew unknowingly mocked me. 'Get jealous; it's not too embarrassing.' 'Shut up!' I growled. Erza smiled again; she stared at me with amusement and confirmed. “You are jealous! Surely you have the feeling that Diana doesn't need you anymore; you feel left out." I angrily corrected her wrong statement. "Being betrayed, don't throw away nonsense!"

"This humble man is here to greet your ladyship. My sincerest apologies for the incivility earlier. Please have mercy on me..." Chang Er sighed when she saw Zhang Jue's sincerity; it seemed like the man had given up. She said gently, "Very well, you may rise. Since you are aware of your wrongdoings, I will spare your life. But this will be your last chance. Be wise with it, or I will have your head." Chang Er turned to look at Darryl before she said, "Zhang Jue, from that moment onward, you will assist Darryl Darby and contribute fully to the cause of defeating the Raksasa Tribe. You mustn't act against him, am I understood?"