General Thragg Invincible Novels & Stories

" Room number" " Oh 12 VIP" "See you" I smiled leaving. I opened the door after I heard the inwards responds to my knock. " Good day sir this is..." Darn it it's Bryan shit I'm messed up. " It's you" We chorused, I still stood still holding the cart. " What are you doing here?" "What question is that? I work here" " What do you mean by you work here, the daughter of Fredricks Family, the heir apparent to the AG group" I'm mute does he really kiw my identities what ever I'm not the heir to AG group.

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

Early this morning, after the firecrackers for the official opening of the Universal Atrium had gone off, the leader of the thugs rushed in with fifty of his followers, saying that they were there to cause trouble at the scene. Who out of Hunter, Monki, and the others, were not seasoned veterans who had been through a hundred battles? Hunter and Monki yawned lazily without even batting an eye when they were faced with the group of thugs. This was until the leader of the thug said that they were there on Sienna’s order! At that moment, Hunter and Monki exchanged glances with one another. They came to a sudden realization, but they were already prepared to attack at any time.

Chase Evans Age: 17 Race: Hybrid (werewolf/ vampire) Rank: Alpha Physical description: Tall 6’4 ft, Muscular body, Tanned skin, Black short hair, downturn grey eyes, square face with sharp jawline, stubble beard, Greek shape nose. Personality description: Adventurous, Charming, confident, persistent, sociable, reliable, fearless, impulsive, sarcastic. Family: Leon Evans (father), Julia Stuart (Mother), Colt Evans (twin brother), Emily Evans (adoptive older sister), Dhario Evans (grandfather), Olivia Evans (step-grandmother), James Evans (uncle)

["True, but in special cases, you're allowed to kill them. This is one of those special occasions." "Why is this a special occasion?" ["The Male protagonist gained a conscious."] "What do you mean he gained a conscious, didn't he always have one?" ["Not that kind, no, this one is against the world's control, he broke free of his fate and broke the link that allowed the world to not only influence him but also control him, it's like a book character coming to life and refusing to follow the path that was laid down for them."] " I see, but why is this so dangerous that the world itself wants me to kill him?"

He chuckles. It’s my turn to have a little fun, so taking a page out of my mother’s book, I grab the cactus and shove it down the rogue’s throat. He gags, splutters, and screams around the prickly little bastard before I rip it out, making sure to tear as much of his esophagus as possible. He screams in agony as the glochids, or the short little prickles, lodge in his throat. “What do you want with Juniper!?” I shout again.

Such is the way of war. Knowing that several well-equipped stations were out there on the way to Orar, Invictus set a course and two days later docked safely for repairs. Dealing with the High-Born Imperial commander stationed there was a bit like playing politics, but the man was agreeable enough. It was clear he wanted a commission on a warship, not here. He did do his job however and did it well. Both officers briefed each other on the activities they came across. It seemed that the route the Invictus was taking was full of all sorts of nastiness. Chaos raiders, Ork pirates and Eldar corsairs. Price made a mental note to ask his Imperial Lieutenant about these potential threats.

"What exactly is your problem? You got the shirt? Let me go now.” "What gives you the right to be so rude?" My macho ego was injured, so I shoved her against the alley wall, imprisoning her. She screamed as I slammed her against the wall. She had a beautiful lilac scent. As I seized her wrists and imprisoned them above her head, her eyes widened in surprise. I'd completely lost it. Normally, I am not a combative person. This lady, on the other hand, had provoked me. She fought me valiantly, but it was in vain. I'd had enough of trying to persuade her with words. She wasn't easy to get, but I wanted her, and I was done being nice.

Adam stares down further with an arched brow like some kind of villain without any morality. “Is this some kind of challenge, hmmm?” His voice drops to a deeper chilling range and when his hand left the wall and took her chin in between his fingers and shiver runs down her spine. It was threatening and downright menacing. “If it is then trust me witch, I take my challenge very seriously. Usually, I don’t wish people good luck when I intend on breaking them but in your case, you will need lots of it.” Hearing this she shudders internally, passes him a provocative smile.