Ichigo Horn Of Salvation Novels & Stories

The room echoed with her silent struggles and the sound of each strand succumbing to the ruthless blade. Overcoming the torment, Hiya summoned the strength to break free. Fueled by a surge of determination, she staggered towards the door and fled to the hallway. When her eyes fall over a small flower pot, seemingly insignificant, became her it prompts defense. With a desperate throw over him, she aimed to shield herself from his wrath.

The one rule they never break, was allow a human to know their true forms. Tobias said to wait until the human was awake. Mia wasn’t sure what would be done now that Caitlynn was awake. Would Kuma kill her or throw her out, if word got out that they were ghouls the Anti-ghoul would flood the place and cut through everyone like hot knife through cheese. Not that Caitlynn would snitch goodness no, but Kuma didn’t know that. It all seemed so complicated; Mia just wanted Caitlynn to fall back asleep. “That doesn’t alter the fact that you guys saved my life. Thank you. Ghoul or not, I owe my life to the both of you.” Caitlynn managed a soft smile.

He was telling the truth after all. I shake my head as more tears slip out of my eye, “I can’t be pregnant” I cried out rubbing on my belly. It makes much more sense now, the constant mood swings, early morning sickness, and whatnot. I was pregnant. It's been four days since I had fled from the pack and I'm safe to say they were never going to find me. I bumped into Henry, a sorcerer who had saved me on my way to the southern pack claiming that I was digging my own grave if I dared to go there.

I glanced up, expecting to see some indication of pain on his face, but his smile remained fixed as if he derived pleasure from the pain. My mind drifted to the Lorenzo instructions. ‘Look here Julia, the person inside is not Romeo but Domenico who is far too different from Romeo. He wouldn’t mind dying but it’s not his body it’s Romoe’s. And that’s the reason he needed to be saved. Clean his wound and then inject him with this medicine that would put rest to his mind and immediately put him to sleep. Then call me and I will look after that.’

I brought my hands down to try and get him to release me. His strength was at super levels. Clearly, he had been enhanced and was rock solid. I felt Blake come up beside me, taking his hands and wrapping them around the neck of the beast. I could feel the beast trying to snap my neck, but before he could get a better chance, Will came up behind him and wrenched the beast’s head off his body.

His focus narrowed on the switch, his hands trembling with a mix of anxiety and determination as he reached out to turn it off. With a flick of his wrist, Ashier shut off the power to the thorns. As if by magic, the menacing thorns froze in their tracks, halting just inches away from Blair's vulnerable form. The air seemed to hold its breath, and a deafening silence settled upon the cell.

A voice said com inside the staff only section. "Just give me a minute" she yelled back and turned to me. "As I was saying before, I would recommend the White Chocolate Mocha with extra whipped cream." "I trust your opinion. White Chocolate Mocha it is" I said. She nodded and tapped in the screen in front of her. "That would be $4.50" she said and I reached in my wallet to pull out a $50 bill. She hesitantly took it and began to get my change from the cash register but I stopped her.

It's crazy you know, to think he cornered us every step of the way. “What did you do?” I breathe, my voice barely audible. Anx he brings out something. Something that looks like a horn if I'm not mistaken. “What is that?” I murmur, mostly to myself, but the words still echo faintly through the place. No one answers. Salcom raises the horn in his hands, and for a moment, everything slows. He doesn’t blow into it or make any noise. He just holds it, and then something happens. Salcom’s entire body goes rigid. His eyes turn glassy and blank. It’s like someone hit pause on him. Just froze him in place. The horn hangs from his hand, dangling limply, but he doesn’t move. He doesn’t breathe.

I hear the people who had gathered around to watch our battle scream as my tornados hit the ground and begin moving toward my father. “What are you going to do, Iniko? Are you going to kill me?” he asks. “I don’t want you dead! I want you to hurt like I hurt!” I yell. I’ve just sent my tornados flying at my father when I hear a scream behind me and then Cal’s roar. “Iniko, STOP!” “Not until this is done!” I roar. I hear another scream of pain and this time I hear the snapping of bones with it. I turn and look behind me at where Cal’s brood of dragons live and see three of his dragon children writhing on the ground. Shit! The rest of his first group of children are shifting.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.