Gokai Black の小説・ストーリー

I immediately shifted my gaze towards the entrance— where I find a black wall sealing our only exit. "This is bad indeed. Look after Persia," I said to Kuroyuki as I placed Persia down. Then, I immediately ran to Kronos and the others, where they were trying to break the black wall. "一文字!" (Ichimonji!) (Straight line!) WHAM!!! Following August's shout— was a powerful beeline katana slash hitting right at the centre of the black wall. "W-Wah…!!?" That slash was so powerful that the entire basement shook from the impact.

Vera's POV Why is everything black? My head is throbbing in pain like it's hit by the truck. God! I blinked my eyes open and groaned in pain. "la ucciderò" ( I'll kill her.) I heard a manly voice. "Non è il nostro obiettivo, calmati." (She is not our target, calm down.) Same voice! That woman, she is here. Fuck! They kidnapped me. Who are they and what are they talking about.

Like she had never seen anything like that before. Well, that makes two of us cause I've never seen a vampire or heard that they exist until recently. If my parents come to tell me it's all a joke I won't be mad, I'll be relieved. But I highly doubt that they're joking. They're dead ass serious. "Hey." I'm back on planet earth. I look to my left and a guy with black hair who's wearing all black is standing close to me. I saw him talking to Chloe. "Hi," I say simply.

Something at least. And I never thought that my first experience in an intimate game would be so delicious. Black tastes like mint, shower gel and masculine power. Black has driven me crazy!

Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Ding! Ding! RED ALERT! Blackening Value increase-75% The blackening happened so suddenly that Omeo who heard an unfamiliar sound inside his head furrowed his brows, as he was thinking who is it, having to cross a thought that he might have been bonded by a system suddenly made him feel ecstasy but before he feel an un-presented joy of finally having a system despite him not being a hero or Sotiras, a big shadow that was shaped into a weird figure appeared in front of him.

His fingers found their way to my swollen clit, stroking it in lazy circles that made me moan and writhe. “Please… let me, cumm~” “More,” he murmured. “I want to hear more than that.” I whimpered as he increased the pace of his strokes, his fingers slick with my wetness. Pleasure built between my thighs, and I arched into his touch, desperate for release. “Yes, baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust. “Come for me.” I cried out, my vision going white as waves of ecstasy washed over me. He rode out my climax, his cock pulsing inside me as he spilled his own release. I clung to him, panting and trembling, unable to believe how good it had felt. How good it felt to be ridden by the feare

He gazed at Maki with narrowed eyes thoughtfully. “You’re on the level of the God of War.” It was safe to say that Harvey was surprised. He didn’t expect that Maki could reach the God of War’s threshold after using the black paper figure. Of course, the elderly man would have to pay a hefty price in exchange for that power, not to mention that the power boost wouldn’t last for a long time. Nonetheless, Maki was still a God of War as long as the boost persisted. A King of Arms and a God of War were two completely different levels.

[Gia's POV] Staring into Kali’s eyes, I knew our fates were sealed. Kali's eyes were a deep, soulless black, like dark pits of coal. In them, I saw swirls of fiery red, reflecting the flames of destruction and death that burned within him. His grin was wicked and sadistic, revealing his true malicious intent. I did not falter or look away, as he marched straight towards me, with a grin that was twisted and malevolent, a clear sign of his sadistic joy.

She fidgeted in her seat, her eyes darting anxiously to the entrance each time someone walked in, her heart leaping with false hope again and again. Until finally—A man in a tailored business suit entered. “I’m sorry for the delay,” he said, approaching the officers. “The boss is currently in a meeting. I was sent as his representative.” Belle looked up. Her heart sank. It wasn’t him. “This is the CEO’s black card,” the manager explained eagerly, showing it to the man. “We recognize it anywhere. Only a few people in the country own one. Yet today, it was used by… her.” His tone carried thinly veiled disdain.