Khajiit Oc Novels & Stories

Darius roared, and the ground underneath our feet vibrated, l causing my eyes to widen. ‘What the hell?’ Khan whispered. The strength and power he had was nothing close to what I had ever seen. Though I had heard so much about it, it was my first time seeing it. Yes, I’m an Alpha, but he was way… different. Like he had more going on than just being an Alpha. But one thing I am never going to do is back down. Summoning more courage, thanks to Khan, I stood upright, moving closer to where Darius stood. His man charged at me but he stopped them by raising his hand.

He promised me that he would consider me for the role if I completed my training, but what did I expect from a beast who has murdered three of his wives? I clench my jaw, then look at the two men in front of me; both imposing and tall with the air of Russian royalty about them. Kai Volkov was everything the rumours said and more; tall, built like a panzer tank, and no emotion evident in his blue eyes. The intimidation in his scent is enough to keep me submissive because, truth be told, he scared the Hell out of me. The other one, Viktor, not so much. He seems more like the bookish type, not a warrior, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. The Blood Crest pack didn’t have a terrible reputa

Creed exhaled, his lungs empty, his hair still standing straight from the lingering agitation. After this quick exchange of death glares, Creed realized that Kiara wasn't just called a prodigy for no reason. She has enough strength to stand toe-to-toe against Grisha Fowler. In fact, in Creed's eyes, Kiara's chakra control was a notch finer than Grisha's. Though it wasn't an exact measure of their complete strength, that was still an advantage for Kiara. She was indeed a living, breathing dragon in human flesh. However, among these two monsters, Akash Bakshi had a dignified spot of his own. Despite his goofy attitude, he was suppressing a monumental chunk of his true strength.

Aki and Temujin nodded grimly. “Who else is there?” Temujin asked. “Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.”

I'm just gonna own the fact that I can be bribed into liking people. As we sat down for dinner, unable to bear the tantalising aroma of the kachchi before me any longer, I dipped my fingers in the heavenly warm rice. Fariah nudged me with her elbow as she sat down in the seat beside me. "See that uncle over there talking to Zayan, with the moustache?" Taking a moment to swallow the food in my mouth, I grinned. "Yeah, he looks angry." "That's Captain Aziz Khan, Keisha's mom's brother. He runs a precinct in London," Fariah grinned back, and I almost choked on a piece of kachchir alu with delight.

, Abeer answered her with red angered eyes. " So what? He was just kissing me. At Least he was not like you. The great Mafia king, Mr. Abeer Malhotra who had done PhD. in killing people. At Least he is not like you, ruthless, cruel, heartless monster. ", Khushi replied with disgust filled eyes making Abeer numb at his place. Abeer never imagined that he would see so much disgust in Khushi's eyes for him. The words that Khushi used to define him broke his heart somewhere as he did not expect something like that coming from her. He could not believe that Khushi chose Christian over him.

After taking food we all sat in one place. "So tell us about your fiance" one my colleague Sara asked. "His name is Karthik and he is the second heir of Malhotra group of industries" I said. "Wow" they said. "What about his looks?" they asked. "He is good" I said. Listening to this Priya and Kushi gave me "are you kidding me look". "Actually he is few inches taller than me, tanned skin, silky hair, cute dimples and attractive eyes" I said.

I can't take this anymore I am SOMIA AHMAD SIDDIQUE i will show him who i am ........... You can't beat me . Never Never ever mister. (Ab hmari somia wapis aa gayi hai to be ready🤭🤭) "Chal tu mera puter chutii kar . Bht ho gya . Main idher tamashey lganey khari hun . Shukar manao main ne tumhein apna bhai nhi bnaya abhi tak . BHAIIIIIII"

“Hyakuya Kurai! Come out! I am Karasuma Takashi. The Captain of the Kendo club and the champion ‘Thunder’ among my high school peers in the prefecture. I have heard of your strength and the deeds which you have committed. I challenge you!” Kurai smirked hearing a challenge on his first day at school. “I guess he had heard of what you did this morning.” Cai Kang said. “He might be more upset that you managed to crush Kazuha’s hand.” “This is nothing. I’ve gotten way worse injuries than this.” Kazuha said.

Alright, so onto the next part. I was seriously injured, but IW has headquarters in different regions. I immediately got to one of the HQ in Japan. That's where I met Akushi Hiroshi, the doctor of HQ in japan. I was admitted for a week. Although seeing a wound like mine is not new to him, I couldn't help myself but ask. While I was recovering, he invited me for tea. That is also the time when I finally decided to ask him, “What is Shiku Itikito?"