Geto Novels & Stories

"Let's go." BACK IN THE ROOM "What are you waiting for? Go after them!" Torento shouted holding on to his bleeding kneel. "Go! Get them! KILL THEM!"

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said Gabe; as if asking justification for what he thought at that time. Ash nodded, said yes to Gabe's question. Gabe smiled as he tilted his head as their jet beads met, as if he had something to say. But Erin suddenly put her left hand around Gabe's neck. Gabe jumped in shock. "W-what's wrong, mom ?! So shocking." he protested a little. "Answer me, Gabe! Have you ever set foot on Eastwood or the Dark Forest?" asked Erin to the point. Gabe nodded. "Both, ma'am. I've set my foot in both locations." Gabe replied calmly.

he asks me, sweat dripping down his defined face. I strain my eyes ahead a bit to try and see what he saw that made him realise things I obviously do not realise. "Samuel what is it? Where are we going? Where is she going?" I ask getting irritated. "To the old lake!" --------------------------------------------------------

And that it may be the perfect time to recreate those things. ---- Some of the pages in DEOS weren’t revised. The rest of things that were mentioned in the DEOS remained mystery to those who are aware of it. Still, most are oblivious about it. Some of the pages that were kept as it is, is; The tenth page of DEOS- Yon yu aghe deruyuu (Rivers that flows from above)- The page is written as a song. Although no one knows what a song actually is, the word ‘’song’’ is still passed down and is kept even after the DEOS is revised.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

This, I knew, was exactly what we’d both needed. “And you must be Scarlett,” Mum breathed, bustling us both inside. “You’re just as beautiful as Enzo said you were.” She blushed. “Thank you.” “I’m Geno,” said Dad, shaking her hand enthusiastically. “Enzo’s father, and the last Alpha of the Moose Creek pack. I trust our son has welcomed you into the fold?” Scar nodded so hard I worried her head was going to topple off. “Of course he has. He’s been most welcoming.”

I pulled away and he turned to Frederico who didn't look affected by anything that had just happened . " Hey Mr Grumpy face ..." Red said and my jaws dropped as I looked at Red and shook my head . " His name is Frederico " I said and he frowned . " My name is Frederico Esposito mummy...he can't be Frederico " Red said arms folded . " Esposito really ? Frederico asked frowning . " I can't just give him your son name Frederico things don't work that way ' I said and he looked at me emotionlessly.

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

I feel my eyes itch, my throat closing up at the sight of my mother regretting her life. The regret she carries like a ball and chain is something I never wanted to feel. She knew she'd be buried with that, no matter how many times she apologized for it. The one thing I could do for her right now to take off maybe even a link of that burden was telling her thatI understood. Tout comprendre c'est tout pardonner. To understand all is to forgive all. "I know you are, mama,"I squeezed her