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Bang! Bang! Both the guards fell to the ground. A black figure stood beside Gon. He was wearing a black mask and black cap, so no one could see his face. But Gon knew… who was standing beside him. It was difficult for him to digest the fact… Together, they both took down each guard one by one. Gon was surprised by the black figure’s mercilessness and on the other hand, Lee Kang Jun wasn’t less amused by seeing Gon’s swift and smooth fighting skills. If possible, he wanted him to join his team.

He shouted, Kuya Lucian was suddenly enveloped in black Energia, followed by the darkening of the sky and a weak earthquake.  In just a few moments, the black Energia wrapped around Kuya Lucian turns to ashes and that's when I saw a man, quite slim, 5'8 in height and with gray hair, with serious eyes, a pointed nose , kissable lips, beautiful jaw line, slightly pointed chin, and it has pointed ears like elves, it wears war armor, it has four wings, the right one is white and the other one is black left, who is it?

There was no way I could reject this, especially if they were gifts from Kai, so I sigh and proceed to take them upstairs. “Need some help?” I look up at the sound of an unfamiliar voice and my eyes fall on a young guy, a Beta wolf by his scent. He was dressed in black jeans and a tank top that showed off his huge muscles, had short blonde hair shaved on the sides and had tattoos starting at his right bicep and heading straight down to his fingers. His light blue eyes flashed with curiosity as he looked at me crouched down on the floor and lifted his hand to scratch his beard.

"I know" He chuckle. I noticed he is not yet ready. He is wearing a black pajama and his upper is a gray t-shirt mixed with dark color na naiayon sa puti ng braso nito. Cassius has this masculine and fair body, hindi gaanong malaki thought it's suit him. Something came to my mind, hindi lang sila magkapangalan ng sikat na skater na iyon, they have also the same vibes.

There is another tattoo on his shoulder, but I can't make out what it is from this far away, His tank top and bag were on the floor. Even from this distance, I see his piercing green eyes flashing at me. My throat runs dry, despite myself. He looks like a Greek god. He smirked at me when he saw me staring at him and turned away to do some pull-ups. Xander Black POV: I usually come to the gym now and then to burn off some anger, but sometimes now and then Ms. bitch ass would be here. I was doing some deadlifts while hearing a playlist but currently playing was "16 Shots" by Stefflon Don it was my favorite song in the playlist called "Tequila Sunrise" it's my all-time go. But when I turned my

-Cherie- I don’t want to turn around because I know I’m going to crumble into little pieces in front of the man I did not want to meet so soon. But I mustered up my strength to face the absolute legend, Alpha Kai Volkov. Even in his old age, the man looks like a powerhouse. I see where Creed gets his stature from because this man is massive - I feel dwarfed just looking up at him! Wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with combat boots, he seems awfully at ease. His long blonde hair, now silver, is braided down his back, crow's feet and wrinkles marr his face but he doesn’t seem like an elderly man.

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

“Black with grey dots… another black with red design. These look really nice...I love black but this is even better.” He grinned like I’d just handed him the keys to a Lamborghini. I don't understand why he was acting like a giant kid, and it was annoyingly adorable. Maybe he hasn't received gifts since his parents died. The thought made my heart ache. How sad. Then came the embarrassing decision. The most expensive one too. He pulled out the bright pink hoodie and unfolded it. The bold black text with tiny sunglass printed across the front read: **Bad Boys Can Wear Pink Too.**