Hamtaro Cry Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

He drove over to his other mansion, while making himself drunk he made a call "Armani I need three of those bitches right now. That old woman left me hanging" "Dex did you kill her?" "Not yet" Armani fell silent and hung the call. As requested three of his best ladies arrived at his house, each dressed almost naked. When the door was opened for them he left them to do what pleased them before he could start his own game but he still didn't feel pleasured even a bit. He yanked them taking them all at once, the girls groaned in deep pain. Dex hissed in fury. He dialed for Armani

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

Perhaps hearing my name again annoyed him because he barely glanced at the scar on my wrist before ripping off his gloves in frustration. Just like that, he missed his chance to identify my body. Suddenly, loud noises erupted in the hall. He stepped outside and saw a high-schooler, his eyes red and puffy from crying. "Please help me find my sister. She's missing…" the teen said, breaking down. Nathan's expression grew solemn. "Calm down, kid. Tell me exactly what happened." The teen choked back tears as he said, "My sister's 21. She's been working out of town, but I haven't heard from her in days.

"Jamie boy and taking risks. It won't be long till she finds out you're not genuine." "Not if I pretend to be someone else," I defended. Marco laughed again. "I'll bet a thousand dollars in team heattie boy." "Team what?" I looked at him in astonishment and disgust. "Team heattie boy. Or should I say, JEATHER," he burst out laughing... again. "HEAME," Enzo chuckled. "You two fuck off." I stiffened up. These two were just the worse kind of people when it came to jokes. They were bad and terrible.

Carlos tenses up, sporting his carnivorous sneer of the bad days while becoming aggressive. "Be careful bloodsucker, you pay handsomely, but money won't protect you if I get mad, so don't threaten me anymore!" They remain frozen for a moment eyeing each other with an evil look. I have the impression that they are going to throw themselves on each other, however they end up leaving both of the room leaving me alone with the minions.

I said, trying to lighten up the atmosphere. I saw as Cy’s eyes reddened, and I laughed at him as he was trying to hold back his tears. “Why are you crying?” “I’m going to miss you, child,” he said. I thought that he’d hug me, but he actually went to Arlo. They both hugged it out, and I swear I saw a tear fall from Arlo’s eyes. I smiled and went next to Saran. “It’s as if Cy didn’t hate his guts when you both just came here," Saran said.

Ok I cry very rarely but when I do a whole sea of sorrows,tears,my pain comes into it.When I cry I cry about each bad thing happening in my life, each betrayal, each loss. Its kind of trigger when it is stimulated, my whole emotions are out. I'm really extremist.I do things to an edge otherwise I don't do them.I also get bored easily. Its like switch of passions that kept switching on and off. Sometimes Chachu tell me that:

She just rolled her eyes. A lot of people have nothing to do with their lives they get entertained by a mere photo of an ant. It’s ridiculous. Her chat box was blinking red and when she opened it, it was Tiff. ‘Seriously?’ the message read followed by shaking heads emojis. ‘Yeah, I know. I need a moderator. I cannot handle Anne Yates’ account anymore. Can you do it for me?’ she knew she would object but no harm in trying. ‘No. The persona you created is beyond me’ – Tiff.

I took her out of her crib and smiled seeing how beautiful she was. “Hello my baby… why is my Hyacinth crying?” I tried my best to console her. I even tried to play with her in her crib but she wouldn't stop. “Are you hurt somewhere?” I raised her with all my strength. Unlike any other baby, Hyacinth is really gifted. In fact… I am not boasting about her but she might be the most beautiful child in the whole pack. I was giving up on trying to stop her from crying when Tyrone came inside. He looked at me with an eyes trying to figure out what was happening around him.