Goten Novelas e Histórias

The dress was not extravagant compare to the other guest and she has on very light make-up but still she is looking breath taking. Gordon eyes are ablaze in anger because Sharon has her arm link with Jonathan, Jim’s eldest son. He is 6ft tall man, triangular face, straight nose and athletic body. He is frivolous and is known for having many bastard of his roaming around in the country. This is the main reason he was not assigned to be his beta, and Scott was called from another pack to join his team.

He looked over to Ace who all but sent Jericho a death glare. I watched Gunnar's face morph from his usual brooding self to a deep frown as I said, "It's nice to finally meet you, too. You look like the normal brother from the three," I wasn't meant to say the last part aloud but now that it was out there... Ace scoffed, nearly choking on fresh air, "From the three of us, he's the most lethal. He could hack into the Pentagon if he wanted to." "But he doesn't want to, right?" I found myself asking even though I was pretty sure I knew the answer to that.

as she thought. “I heard it was another quitter?” said a short man beside him. He looked like he was the same age as Gray. He was bald with tattoos—like a failed attempt at a carbon copy of Ronald. Gray had already nicknamed him Fakey McBaldy in her head. “Ah,” intoned Gollum. “Abram?” “You think?” responded Fakey McBaldy. “Yeah, that dude had always been such a wussy. It’s about time he’d go and kick the bucket.”

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

what do you have that I want? Almo:(look at Romero then back at Fire lord Leto)well your majesty what would you like to have? Fire lord Leto:(stands up from his throne and goes to Almo)I want Karl's head on a silver platter,if you can assure me that you will get it then we can be allies Almo:then its a deal your majesty,you will get Karl's head on a silver platter Fire lord Leto:then we can be allies,better keep to your word or am coming for your planet

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

Freya sneered. With a smirk on her lips, her hands thundered together twice. And from the dark corner of the hall emerged three tall figures in black suits. The last of them pulled something behind. Something that came to light with passing seconds. And in a short second, a figure of what was being pulled was in the open. I gasped. My hands flew to my mouth as my eyes widened. “Alpha…Leonardo,” my lips trembled. Shaking my head, this didn’t feel right. What have they done to him? Why did he look lifeless? And how did Vogar get a hold of the beast?

Jon nodded, and we flanked him. As I charged towards the man, a thought, a picture popped in my mind. The man who kidnapped Auren, the same man who was silas’ Beta, known As callen, had a teleportation ability. Just like this Ashborn. Is this him? I frowned, unsure but I had a feeling he wasn't the one though I wasn't sure, callen’s dressing was different. And he seemed more powerful, judging by his aura. He had just appeared briefly and disappeared. However I had felt his aura even in that split second.

Yet the more he struggled, the weaker he became. “What is this?” he growled, breath ragged. Theoden approached slowly, satisfaction dripping from every stride. “It’s made of moonstone harvested from your mountain rock. It bears the same symbols of enchantments that captured your mother.” Arlen’s blood ran cold. He looked at Luca, still in disbelief of the betrayal. “But this one is improved,” Theoden continued. “It shrinks and cuts its prey into neat little pieces. Haha, that saves me the trouble of doing so myself.” He leaned closer. “And only I know how to disarm it.” He then shot his son a dirty look. Only then did Luca's fears materialize. Theoden had them all in his trap.