Impmon X Novels & Stories

after that Seth turned back to his computer screen typed in another bit of code and a video block appeared on his screen , but he didn't click on the play button instead he turned to look at us " Its going to be bad -" " On the scale of one to ten , how bad ?" Asked Lewis his half eaten bread jam paused mid way " what ? I want a warning or I'm gonna hurl what I ate " " Ten doesn't even cover it , is that okay ?" Said Seth , Lewis understandably nodded and carefully placed his bread and jam back on the plate and safely kept it away from harm 's way " This is the reason why I am a lot more guilty and disgusted myself for not tracking the IP address" and then to my surprise he earnestly looked

[status] Species: Newborn Imp(4/5) Exp:44/50 HP:70 CON: 5 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:23 DEX: 3 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:13 STR: 3 (1 STR= 3 ATK) MP: 15 INT:3 (1INT= 5MP) [Skills: Absorb(C), Iron claw(UC), Play dead(UC), Stealth(R),Pierce(UC), Blackout(UC)] {System skill: Analyse(U)} {Unique EX Skill: Experience of Another life} {Reduce the MP cost of all skills and abilities to 1} [Novice(N)>Common(C)>Uncommon(UC)>Rare(R)>Elite(E)>Mystery(M)> Unique(U)>Epic>Legend>Myth]

"That's... reassuring." Bellamy swallows hard, fumbling with his words. "I... my father... he just asked me to... monitor you. That's it. I wasn't going to... I swear!" Kaziel's laugh is dangerous. My chest tightens. "Your father sent you? To spy on me? And you think stammering excuses will save you?" He leans forward, heat and danger radiating off him. Bellamy flinches like a trapped animal. "I-I won't tell him anything! I swear! I—I just..." Bellamy's voice breaks, laced with an astonishing desperation.

I walked through the iron gate but stopped when someone called me. “Ma’am….” I turned around and found Ronan running towards me. He was one of the security guards in this place. “Hey, Ronan.” I forced a smile and walked up to him. He stopped, gasping for air. I frowned. “Is everything okay?” I asked and glanced at the building. “Children are inside, right?” He shook his head. “Children are gone.” Shocked, I cried, “Where?” “Did you know Mr. and Mrs. Carpenter passed away?”