Novel & Cerita Hinata Natsu

"Lep-" "Bang," Nara cut in softly. The girl struggled to release the embrace on her shoulders then stepped forward. Nara smiled, "I'm already dating Gnat."

Natasha stated seductively before hanging up. Natasha Sinclair is just like me. She is also an original vampire. There are four of us - Hendrick Marcus, Steven Mitchell, Natasha and me. We separated many years ago. Natasha was the only one who keeps tabs on us and keeps us all connected. She is a devious seductress. But this was the first time she called me about a problem that she had trouble solving. She always finds her way. I was about to drink the blood I reheated when I heard Patricia screaming I immediately run to her room. She was screaming covered with sweat.

Yuta explained. Jai frowned when he heard the fourth name. “I’ve heard of that one.” “Oh which one of has you heard of it? Takeshi Hirabayashi or Satoshi Hirabayashi?” Yuta asked him. “The latter one, Satoshi.” As the humans talked, the little companions were busy with themselves. Shoru pawed at Yuta’s opened palm while Rita pecked softly at Shoru’s tufts, managed to pluck some out which she then dropped to the floor. It didn’t result in bald spot, and the little wolfy didn’t seem to be feel any pain from her fur plucked out, making Rita quite confused. Sakura was only watching all of them silently, as per usual.

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

She was very close to lashing out at them. She stretched her arms and ankles trying to concentrate on peaceful words when she caught Fox-face's whisper. "We're about to witness the reign of the worst Luna in Brighton, her mate is no better." She said, Nicole gasped, trying hard to keep her balance. Stout chuckled, "You sure he's her mate? She looks like a two-faced liar." "Yeah right? He would have been hunkering down on us by now, wanting to spend every moment with her." Fox-face carried on.

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

I looked at the Alpha and frowned. "So which name are we supposed to call you, Alpha?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Layton. Arachne is the only one who can call me Henry." I nodded with a frown when he said Arachne. The womans name was Emiko, unless she also went by Arachne. "So are you attending the festival, Gamma Channing?" "I am the Moon Oracle, and I hate that festival." I growled at him as I stepped back. "I must be going."

I hear a voice in my head tell me to brace myself. “Brace myself for what mom” I ask. Puzzled, my mom looked at me and suddenly, a vision came to me. A little girl about 8 years old, with red hair, falling to the ground. She turned to face me regaining her balance on one knee. With her head still down, and her arms holding her abdomen, she raised her head in defiance. Eyes blue as the sky, I could see rage in them. The air around her seemed to implode into her, building and inhaling the energy around her until I could see an iridescent haze surrounding her like a halo.

“Not really, but I have doubts that I am the most powerful witch. It could be Amara, Willow, or Freida; who knows?” “But you are the one who unified all the supernatural species. How do you explain that?” “I was just a connector, Nate. It was a collective effort of you, Bastien, Mom, Aunt Hazel, Aunt Flora….” I gave him an awkward smile. Hopefully, he doesn't get offended, Mommy Gloria, Mommy Lily, Daddy Herod, and Nico. We all did it together, not just me.”