Hot Bakugo Novels & Stories

The place is small and crowded and I don't think the comfort room will boost my appetite either. While looking at my reflection, I raised my eyebrow "The hell with you Black!" I said to myself before going back to James "Eat!" He said before eating with his bare hands "That's gross!" I said but he smiled at me. "No, it's not. Try it" He took the chicken on my plate and removed it from the stick then returned it. "Gosh! I can't believe I'm doing this!" I said with disbelief. "You're just going to eat Black! It won't kill you." I just rolled my eyes at what he said and started eating.

Oh well, Dion didn't mention that, and I don't need to know their family history. We placed the plate full of sandwiches and the orange juice on the wooden center table. We found Daniel sitting with Dion and Zhairo while holding a toy, a green creature that looks like a mosquito or what. I took a better look at it and realized it is one of Zhairo's toys. A creature from Bakugan. I looked at Dion and Zhairo too and found them holding creatures too. And as always, Zhairo is holding his favorite asset, a red dragon, he calls it 'Dragonoid'.

The light from the kitchen highlighted his features—strong, confident, and as always, comforting to look at. “Here you go,” Jiro said, placing a steaming bowl in front of me before settling into his seat. His eyes immediately went to Hibiki. “Still thinking about that broccoli, champ?” Hibiki wrinkled his nose, pushing the piece around his plate. “It’s not yummy, Daddy.” Jiro smirked, leaning his elbows on the table. “But you know what? Broccoli makes you super strong. You want to be strong, don’t you?” Hibiki’s eyes lit up at that, and he looked up with sudden interest. “Like you, Daddy?”

After eating breakfast Athen and Hugo headed to Hugo's friend house, "Who is this friend of yours" asked Athen, "Well his name is Markus, we served in the army of Shogo together" said Hugo smiling "We can trust him, he also hates Balak just like us", "Why does he serve him then?" asked Athen with curiosity, "To feed his family one must even do things he hate" said Hugo.

"No worries, I only need them to see." They smile at me and the boy who said I'm pretty adds, "She's funny, Uncle Ashrac." If only Ashrac had his sensitivity. "And who are you?" I ask. He steps forward with a glowing look. "I'm Botan of the Purple Dragon Clan and I'm four." He turns slightly and places his small hand on his brother's arm. "This is Rotan of the Purple Dragon Clan and he's four too." Rotan brushes off the brotherly hand. "She knows that, dummy."

“Ah, you know Japanese?” “A bit. I have a Japanese heritage.” “Interesting. Do you want to help me carry my groceries home?” Tamashi froze in place, glaring at the man with pinpointed pupils. “Who are you, and why are you calling me Bocchan?” “That’s great to hear! Thanks for helping me out! Alright, take this bag!” “BUT I DIDN’T AGREE TO HELP YOU?!” “Here you go!” “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!” ——

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

and he follows behind Akihiko while floating. They reach home and Akihiko opens the door coolly and says- “I’m home! I’m hungry. Make me something mom.” “AKIHIKO?! YOU WERE ON NEWS RIGHT?! WHY ARE YOU BACK HERE?!” says his mom on seeing him. “That’s exactly what I was trying to tell this guy.” Says Aki while looking at Akihiko with disgust and disappointment. After eating some leftover food, Akihiko heads to bed and falls asleep the instant he lays down.