Highschool Dxd Zeoticus Novels & Stories

-cheat throwing the mobile to the ground. - Hey, hey ...- Azael says, putting down the macaroni and walking up to me. I have a terrible desire to cry, but I'm not going to do it, I'm sick of crying because of everyone- Easy -He whispers in my ear as he hugs me, making my hair stand on end. I close my eyes and inhale deeply the scent of Azael, as I feel his hand stroking my hair. -I have to go- I say sadly. As dangerous as Azael can be, in his arms I feel safe, I feel safe from the world.

He's spoken with many people but not this Xenia. She chuckled. "Boy, don't be scared." she patted his shoulder. "I-I'm not," "You spoke to me one time but not face to face." "Er?" he looked bewildered now. He'd never chatted with her on the phone. He didn't even have her number! What was she playing at? "Username Weston101, member of Tihatz squad, their main jungler and proficient in using assassins. Your main is Gusion. Second liked assassin is Ling. Am I correct, Weston?" Xenia beamed creepily at him while he jolted.

Xu Lixin's smile grew stronger and stronger. He knew who Xu was talking about, and Mociya Keltch, distraught, picked up her glass and took a sharp gulp of wine. "Brother, this is spirytus... Are you trying to die??" Xu Lixin snatched Mociya Keltch's wine glass from his hand, spirytus extremely strong, only suitable for slow tasting. "I know you like Zoe Hayward, but you can't let it off like this!" Mociya Keltch didn't say anything, but when she heard the words' Zoe Hayward ', her irritation grew stronger and stronger. Then, as if by magic, the charming image of Zoe Hayward played out in his mind.

Even moving faster than one. Then what was happening now? "Not so invincible now, are you?" Jaxon laughed, striding to Zeus, rotating the weapon around his finger. "Turns out the big, bad wolfie is actually a tiny, weak dog." I didn't know if Jaxon was actually blind or out of his mind because Zeus was not tiny in any way rather twice his size and so, so beyond powerful. And for some crazy reason, I wanted him to get back up. I wanted him to be just... okay. Because somehow it was my heart that felt like being pierced by those bullets, my skin that felt the burn, and my body that felt like collapsing.

-I really…dislike this demon- "Well, whatever your opinion, is it possible to remove the alchemy?" "Possible? Yes, by you or them, no. The only person who can dilute the effects is Daisy." he smiled, "So your time to use it to your advantage is very minimal, but whatever...the next question...was..." -Daisy...- “Let’s see, who am I? I am a demon level mage, Artimus Zentsuji Mosaic. Call me Zen.”

The memory replayed in her mind as Zack Zekyle pulled her by the wrist to an unknown part of the school. LYONEDESTENE is a school for supernatural creatures, just like her. It is the only school of its kind in the entire country, and Zack Zekyle happens to be the son of the owner. As a result, all the students are afraid of him, not only because his clan, Zorzon, is the most powerful, but also because of his notorious bad attitude. Technically, he owns the school.

"The Queen wants her soldiers at full strength for the Blood Moon." Darius stepped closer, sniffing the air. "Smells like memory magic." My heart beat. "Dreamroot can mimic that scent. It's for pain relief." His eyes narrowed as he circled my workroom, touching bottles, studying tools. "Funny thing. A patrol found Zeke Storm half-dead in the forest. And nearby? Five dead Syndicate assassins." I kept my face blank. "Perhaps Zeke's enhancements are failing. Making him unstable." "Perhaps." Darius picked up a vial, studying it. "Or perhaps someone told him the truth about his sister."

he asked, his voice low and rough, like he already knew the answer. Zeke let out a dark chuckle, the sound echoing off the walls. He stood up slowly, his muscles flexing as he tossed the cigarette into a nearby ashtray. "Just blowing off some steam, Damien," he said, his voice full of that sinister edge. Without waiting, he crossed the room and grabbed Damien by the shirt, pulling him close. His hand slid down fast, groping Damien's crotch through his pants. Damien's dick was already getting hard under the touch, and Zeke felt it twitch. "But I'm not done yet. I need more release. You gonna help me out?"

He wore dark jeans, evidence of blending in with the humans, and had his trident in one hand. " You too. I can see you somewhat love to be in their clothing." Zeus replied smugly. "I do, but, once I get back into the vast seas, they're rendered useless. They seem to rip right off." He said, forking up a piece of food. His huge hands made the fork look incredibly small. "That's because you're too big for it, once you're in the water." Hermes added, Chuckling. "Enough! Nobody talks until we're done eating." Hera added with a Stern voice. She never had any subtle bone in her, maybe she does, maybe she pretends not to.

“The plan is simple. We just go along with what the First Siren wants. Although in case we´re being setup, or if there´s any sign that we´re going to get double-crossed, we must be prepared. Nobody can use their supernatural abilities within the walls of the club. With the exception of Zeke.” “Who is Zeke?” Lucas asks. “He owns Club Equinox. He´s a telepath. I´m friends with him. And I think I can count on him. In any case, if you see the first sign of trouble just get outta there. Bear in mind that this is not an extraction mission for Amelia. We´re just there to discover what it is that the Siren genuinely wants. What her endgame is. We´re attempting to avert conflict if possible. Yet be p