Immortal Naruto Bleach Crossover Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

…heart… bleeding… ○|￣|_ Young master... Can I... get a hug too? 〒▽〒

“And I would know, since I’m Immortal, and I know every creature that walks upon these lands, since my powers control their inhibitions.” I can feel Noah’s gaze on me as Cian talks, seeing if I’m receiving what my mate is feeding into my ear, but I can’t look at him. How can I doubt this, after what Stace has done to me, having killed me, now this? Noah and I share the same blood colour…there has to be some explanation. “Cian, my blood is purple. I’m not normal,” I remind him. My mate’s posture deflates, but his defiance is still evident in the way his jaw clenches and his eyes remain stern. If it weren’t for the crackling fire behind us, the silence in this room would be deafening.

"Gentlemen, I don't know what has happened here today, but I suggest you get rid of this body and clean up the rest of the field. I am waiting for my compensation so I can leave, Council Members! It looks like a massacre has happened here." "Very well, um, what's your name again?" "My name is Jessblue, High Harbinger!" He looks at me and says, "Jessblue, I will have the guard bring your payment to you." Fifteen minutes later, I walk out of Bluestoria fields with my payment and the documents I had stolen from the tournament table stating I was a slave to the council members. Now, I begin my promise and journey to live life and not let anything break me down ever again. I will become stronger

With his clever roots, he escaped the fight while controlling the moonlight. "NO!" Jemma ran at me, choking me half to death with his sharp nails, my throat bleeding now. He blocked my attempt to grab the dagger in Alex's hand. But Jay swiftly clawed Alex's back, knocking him down. I took the dagger and sliced Alex's hand. Thick black blood gushed out, including on my face. The blood was connected to the creatures. Alex and Jemma craved immortality with evil magic, drinking the blood of the newly dead and turning them into evil spirits in ugly forms.

In a world where everyone chased immortality like it was the only answer, she learned something quieter—and way more dangerous. Turns out the only thing worth trying to reach… was the heart she’d left burning in her wake. ............................................................................. On the morning the Wen Clan’s eastern wing burned, Wen Lihua, sixteen, lay trapped under a fallen pine beam. Her mourning robes—bright white, now streaked with ash and blood. She still had her hand out, reaching for her mother’s jade tablet. No one bothered to check if she was breathing.

I took a few more steps back, keeping one hand over my belly. “Baku what do you want?” I could hear the fear in my voice. I needed to get out of here. He smiled, but there was nothing cute about it. It was a sadistic cold smile. “Ashat has you well informed about me. Yes, I’m Baku, in the flesh. Thanks to the household of Kiyo, I am immortal. Those animals hunted me down like prey and killed me, but I’m not complaining, not anymore.” I moved my hand slowly to my back pocket for my phone. I needed to call Ash. “What do you want?”

- I replied in full of sarcasm too. “Oh com’ on Luna, they were killed by just one immortal, their chest is ripped and hearts are nowhere to be found. They were supposed to turn into ashes but they didn’t.”- He said, I can feel that there’s something wrong. “Maybe there’s another immortal like you Luna.”- He added in a very serious tone. I stared at him and went upstairs. That’s impossible. Santiago’s POV: After Luna left I went to Ingrid, my werewolf wife.

I answered him. Sushi looked at Natalia who seemed to be analyzing her personality. But I'm worried because Natalia might suddenly get pregnant. Sushi can devour the spirit of an immortal anytime he pleases, in any form. He doesn't need to shift back to his original form to eat a soul. "Sushi, no." I stopped here and Sushi took his eyes off Natalia and she softened towards me as if she was sorry. Natalia just snorted but didn't say anything after that. The surroundings became quiet again and I didn't speak either. Stefano remained standing and Estrebelle was also in a corner and bowed.

Countless roaring ghosts erupted from the black pattern, clashing against the white beam of light. The ghostly shadows gradually faded and turned into black light, which intertwined with Jim’s white light. The beams of light constantly drained the power from the two duelists. The battle had reached its final stage. Jim’s complexion was ghastly pale, and Ren was sweating profusely across him.

"Wait—no! The transfer isn't complete!" Dante lunged for Arthur, his blade flashing in the green light, but he was intercepted. Not by a Ghost unit, but by me. My body moved without my consent, my hand catching Dante’s wrist with a strength that shouldn't have been possible. The "Original" was hijacking my motor functions through our shared genetic frequency. "Dante, stop!" I cried, even as my other hand reached for his throat. "I can't... she’s inside my nerves!" Dante didn't strike me. He dropped the blade and grabbed both of my hands, pinning them against his chest. He didn't care that I was trying to choke him; he only cared about the way my eyes were flickering between hazel and white.