Human Akaza Novels & Stories

He asked with a sad look. Liz only sighed. “I’m darkness. I’m sorry for doing this.” She said, her voice becoming demotic. She lifted her hand behind his head and pushed him down in the water. He was held there until he couldn’t breath. When he woke up again he found himself in the same situation, a nice tub. This rotation went on and on. He was terrified. “Let’s try this solution. I’m sure it works.” Erica said, turning to Marlene and Sarah, also Ace who had to stay. “Ace, hold Runa’s hand.” She commanded.

Kaloy just shook his head after Aiza and Aiko left him and then he started fixing the things that they used on their jamming. After getting inside, Aiko felt dizzy, so she immediately lay down on the sofa there.

“I imagine you’d like to know about what happened today…at the city line.” “You bloody well know where our concerns lie!” Aziz growled in the back of my mind as Ares Barbosa was arguably the world's most powerful and dangerous psychokinetic. His abilities ranged from telepathy to extensive telekinetic power. So I would not be surprised if he knew exactly where both my and my counterpart’s root concerns lie.

the old church door opened, and Azuka walked in. Talks died instantly. Everyone inside, positioned well by straightening their back with there face looking ahed, the moment they saw him. Not by restpect. Fear. Azuka walked calmly through the church wearing a dark gray shirt with his sleeves rolled up, past his arms. Dark skulls tattoos round his skins in dark inks, disappearing under his shirt. He looked tired. Very dangerous. But still handsome. I bit my bottom lips for noticing those things about him. “we noticed some movement near south tunnels” one of the guards who approached him immediately spoke.

Akira pursed her lips, “make me!” Eliza snarled, her claws flexing. “You're cocky for someone so breakable.” Akira twirled the now glowing cord around her wrist, the tip sparking with energy. “This is new.” She thought but she brushed it off, after all she had pressing issues at hand. “And you,” she retorted, walking round in a circle carefully, “you are awfully chatty for someone who just missed a human, aren't we supposed to be easy targets for your kind?”

It was like the man wasn’t there or they didn’t feel guilty at least, about it. “You don’t need to be surprised, Ezra. For a person who had a Lycan son, who has also been given up on, I am surprised that you are still surprised about me.” Alvize said, stopping me. I had to fight back growling at the man whose eyes were fixed on our parents. The odd and scary part about this was that the man showed zero emotions, and zero remorse. If anything, he didn’t seem to be in the pain that I was in.

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

“Why I’m I fixated on your kind, you may ask. However what could an Expat like you do to a superior being like me? I’m not like the so called Jared the Divine Humane of air-blech! Sorry I felt irritated for a second at the mention of it, who you insufficient Expats luckily captured not too long ago. Oh, is there a bounty on my head also? Bring it on. I dare you.” Aquila immediately drew her dagger out of its sheath. Seems we are unwanted here. She reflected. Abbey's lips shut, his narrowed eyes squinting, disdaining her. “Hmm.” Azra calmed her down with a gesture of his hand, Aquila's nose crinkled before sheathing back her dagger as Azra stared into Abbey’s face slightly giving a blank star