Eyeshield 21 Mamori Novels & Stories

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

While he remained motionless and basked in the pool of pleasure, Marie extended the claws on her fingernails. Rapidly, she shoved her sharp index finger in his left eye, which produced a painful groan from his lips. He attempted to rush out, but Marie held him in place. “What the fuck is wrong with you, lady? Fuck! Fucking stop it!” he whimpered loudly, then again she didn't care. Done extracting his bloody eyeball, a smile formed on her lips. She parted her lips then threw it into her mouth. “Oh fuck! How delightful” Marie shivered as she savored the deliciousness of it. Again, she shoved her finger into his right eye, only for him to scream raucously.

As the floodgates opened, Aqua's mind was flooded with images and sensations she had long forgotten. She saw her parents, their faces twisted in fear, as dark figures closed in around them. She heard their screams echoing through the night like a haunting melody. And then she saw herself, standing at the center of it all, her hands bathed in a flickering light as she fought desperately to defend them. The memories came rushing back with an intensity that left Aqua reeling, her breath catching in her throat. She staggered backward, overwhelmed by the weight of the truth. "No, it can't be," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

But the most disturbing feature was her eyes, they were completely black, devoid of all normal color. "Mommy," Melissa whimpered behind me. The black eyes of this creature focused in on her and I shoved her behind me to protect her. But this creature wouldn't be deterred, it let out a little noise that seemed to indicate pleasure of some sort and it was no less frightening than if she had let out another ear-piercing howl. "Run," I whispered to her. But she clung tighter than ever and stayed where she was hiding her face into my arm.

Many have asked for a sequal to Opal Eyed Luna and that is on my list to do as well. Thank you all for your support! Mrs. Smith

Darren explained. “Oh yes. That. I was so caught up in the whole mate introductions.” André quickly explained. “Amelia is a Gamma heir from Madonie who can see when magic is being used to catch you up. Darren had her identify the afflicted at the holding cells to use a potion Bisnonna made to counter it.”

She could sense someone or something watching her, it was a weird presence and she couldn't quite pinpoint the position as it came from everywhere. 'Who could it possibly be?' Katie wondered, her eyes narrowing as she looked around. Her thoughts raced to make sense of the situation. But a voice interrupted her thought. "Katie," Oprah called. “What are you doing?" "Oh it's nothing, just taking in the view," Katie replied but Oprah noticed her unease. “Hmm, I don't think so. Maybe I should just take a peek,” Oprah said and her eyes glowed silver. Oprah was a Mindflayer and could read people's minds but it required eye contact, so Katie hurried to hide her face.

I walk around, the phone high in my hand to receive at least one signal bar. “Mom?” Eren calls. “Mom?” He repeats. “Not now Eren.” I ignore him, still trying to get a signal. “Mom!” He cries out more urgently. I immediately turn to see what’s wrong with him, but I drive into a stonewall chest and meet with a pair of long lashed turquoise eyes. My breath stops and my hand tightens around my phone. Those eyes. It’s him. (δ้vδ้)

The room grew quieter as everyone awaited what was about to happen. A few tense minutes later, the maid returned with Dame. The boy's eyes widened with excitement as he spotted me, and he ran into my arms, hugging me tightly. I scooped Dame into my arms, relief flooding over me as I felt his warmth and saw the familiar spark in his eyes. Ignoring the tension in the room, I planted gentle kisses on his face, reassuring myself that he was unharmed. My hands ran over his small body, checking for any signs of injury. "Are you okay, buddy? Did they hurt you?" I asked, my voice filled with a mixture of concern and anger. Dame shook his head, his grip on me tightening.