Jean Diluc Novels & Stories

Their bodies were ripped into two. " Who.. who are you...?" I stutter barely able to speak.Blinking in disbelief, to see the person's back still turned towards me. I see lower to find the person wearing a long knee-length leather coat with pants and combats. A shawl covering his face. Placing the katana back in its holder, tied to his waist. He sighs to turn around slowly. My heart stops when I see a pair of beautiful grey eyes looking back at me. His entire face is hidden.

He looked for Dorin instead and saw him cheering behind Eirian who seems to be playing with her opponent Boulvar. She kept narrowly escaping all his attacks without fighting back, in fact, they were the only duel left, since all the rest have already ended. He took Dagon, treats bag and all, and went to Dorin’s side. “H-how was your duel, Dorin?” Johan asked, trying not to sound suspicious, as he handed him Dagon in a bag. “Oh, I ended it with one hit,” Dorin replied, holding the bag in his arms. “Your duel with Xander was really good, I wish I could have sparred with him instead.”

" What are you talking about you bitch! " " Bitch? " Konstantin repeated as if in horror. He walk towards Delphine who cringed in fear as the Russian Mafia Boss get down on one knee to face her. He reached out to held her cheek slowly, forcing an eye contact. " I will keep this very fast and steady because I have some other things to do. I want you to spy on Maximo Santino for me " A sudden dry laughter escape the lips of Delphine. She laughed so hard that tears trailed down her cheek slowly.

Anger ran through him at the sight of her pale looking skin but what caught his attention was the warmth of the back of her neck, though her face, legs and arms were all cold and lifeless. “Call an ambulance!!.” Bruno instructed Hwan. “My king!!, she stole something that belongs to you!!, to our tribe!!.” Hwan replied. “Yes!!, she did!.” He said and looked at her. Hwan smiled, he was glad both him and his King were on the same page. “She stole my heart!.” Bruno completed his sentence and laid his lips on Delilah’s. He stood up with shock and stared at her. “Let the dead rise!!” Delilah said.

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

Alaric, Ned, and Rheniera stood in front of us. “My, my, you have Esther’s wolves on your side.” He said, raising an eyebrow. “Even the bastard who thinks that he can be king? You really do amaze me, child.” “I am not a child.” I said, and he scoffed before pulling a knife out of his pocket. His eyes met mine and I watched as he raised the knife to throw. Alessandro pulled me away, forcing me to bend, but I couldn’t help but frown when I heard a groan. It was Jin, and my eyes widened before my heart dropped to my stomach when I watched his body fall to the ground as blood poured from it. “One down, how about we proceed with the rest? As it seems to me that neither one of you is willing to ba

Draig was pushed back by one step while Jiro was pushed back by two steps. The slight difference might have shown who the winner was in the brief clash but Draig was not delighted at all. He might be serious in the brief clash against Jiro but he was confident in his own strength as well. He expected his full-force punch would at least hurt Jiro, yet it only pushed him back one step further than himself. Draig looked at Jiro with unprecedented seriousness. “I did not expect a young fighter in Arcadia to be this good.” Jiro raised his brows, looking surprised. His expression then darkened and he said, “But you should know that I am from the Refined Blade Clan and I practice the technique know

Giovanni asked, wanting to taunt him “your daughter’s past. Your mate…” Alessandro spat on his face, making him frown “you are only going to get rid of ONE enemy, do you believe that he is the ONLY enemy you had? That excuse of a daughter of yours had?” Alessandro grabbed him by his chin, squeezing it, drawing blood out of it as he broke his jaw “one enemy down, and more to go then. But you are going to be the first snake to be cut off” “You are not going to get past things with no price, Alessandro De Luca. If not you, your daughter, and if not her, your entire bloodline” he said, glaring at the man who snapped his neck, killing him almost instantly.

They ordered a round of beers, though none of them touched the glass. "This feels like a waste of time," Luca snapped. "We should be kicking down Delilah’s door." "We follow the leads, Luca," Nickie said firmly. "Dante is her right hand. He's the bridge." The announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers, theatrical and grating. "In this corner! Standing six-foot-six, the human wrecking ball—BLANCHE THE AVALANCHE!" The blue-clad fans roared. A pale, platinum-haired fighter with a missing eyebrow stepped into the cage, baring his teeth.

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h