Jean Diluc Novels & Stories

No dragon. “Wh-who are you?” Nya stammared, her sword out in front of her as she prepared to defend herself. As far as she could see, he wasn’t armed, but he might be some sort of a sorcerer or something. As concerned as she was that the monster she’d come to kill had disappeared into thin air, she had to deal with this mysterious person first. He didn’t look threatening as he stood across from her, sizing her up, but he didn’t look happy either. Nya had faced off against many an angry, muscular man in her life. This guy was built like a slab of stone. Muscles on top of muscles. He was tall, too. At least a foot taller than her. He was glaring at her, which made his handsome face look dark a

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

It didn’t take long for us to realize they were targeting Azura and not caring about the rest of us. “I can stop them fully, but I won’t be able to do it to Arion. He might not be King, but he still has Dragon King blood in him.” Dilara yelled over the chaos. “Just do it!” I demanded, trying to keep everyone else away from Azura.

I answer. “Awe, I was hoping it was.” He answers. I smile at him, “Why aren’t you joining them out there on the pool table?” “I’m not much of a billiard guy. That’s Zion’s thing.” “Well you’re the surfer guy.” He smiles widely at me while wiggling his brows which looked really cute. “I am. And a professional joker too.” He seems so proud when his jokes are lame but still adorable. “And a singer too.” I added.

Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.

Diluc’s voice was low and dangerous. Without waiting for a response, Diluc’s fist connected with the man’s face in a powerful, precise strike. The impact sent the man crumpled to the ground, but Diluc wasn’t done. He continued to pummel the man with controlled, methodical blows, his anger evident in every punch. The man’s cries for mercy were muffled as Diluc’s fists delivered a relentless barrage. It was clear that Diluc wasn’t just defending Furina; he was channeling a deep-seated rage into every strike.

Eren raises a cunning brow, smirking. "What? No!" I burst out defensively. "Why would I be jealous?" I feel my cheeks heating up. Ludmilla is a blonde with a cleavage and I'm brunette with parted boobs. She has amazing blue eyes and I have the cliché Hazel eyes. She is sexy and I'm simple. There is nothing to be jealous for sure. "Ask yourself that question." Eren winks confidently. "Guys, guys!" Toni interrupts us. "If you are done flirting, can you let me pass?" Eren and I then realise that we have been disputing in front of the door, blocking the exit.

Even worse DG and RG got into a heated conversation about what was relayed to Capri. DG could honestly care less. She did not like seeing anyone being bullied or talked about in a negative manner especially her baby cousin. She told RG about herself and that being a grandmother she should have been ashamed to be discussing her grandchild to anyone.

I recognize Luca as one of them sporting a wide grin. Dante stops walking to introduce us. “This is Killian and Daveed,” he gestures towards them each and I give them a nod. Both men are dressed in black pants and button-down shirts, but one of them has most of the buttons opened exposing his tan chest, and wears an eyepatch over his left eye. “Hi, I’m Jean.” Killian, the one with the eyepatch grins and steps forward, “Oh, we know. We’ve heard all about you.”