Romans & histoires Kirby Kabu

Kirou finally got up after lying on the floor for a few minutes. His abrupt actions startled the two women resting beside him, but he paid no attention to that as he had a system message going off in his head at the moment. [System Message: You have leveled up.] [You are at level 12] {Name: Kirou} {Race: Werewolf(Lycan/Human)} {Class: Weapon Master} {Subclass: Crafting Master} {Weapons: Gunblade Tonfas, Beginner Knife, Wolf Claws, Enchanted Steel Chain, Threaded Wires}

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

"After that its the 'Annihilation Maker' or 'Creator of the Demonic Beast', a Sacred Gear that's capable of creating any creature that the possessor can imagine. It's wielded by a boy named Leonardo." Kiba was starting to laugh at them, that due to seeing the faces of the men before him. They never thought a Longinus would be that broken. "With that, we get to the 'Mid-Tier Longinus'." - Kiba forcefully stopped his laugh and looked at them to see if they were paying attention. "Good." - He noticed that they were really paying attention.

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

Juno is gawking over him, and even though Kai was there for the birth, this is the first time he is actually seeing the baby. "OH my God Lua! He is so so so cute! He has your light auburn hair, your eyes! That little nose and mouth! That chin! Those cheeks! He's literally perfect. And so active for a two day old! Gosh he's going to be a genius! And a Heartbreaker! Ugh I want my baby to be here even more now!" "I'm in awe of his beauty too. Can't believe we made something so perfect and he's completely healthy even after everything he's been through already."

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

It was him who managed to get his hands on the scroll page from the ancient book while digging for information for Nezeira. Present Scenerio Kabir was sitting in his office, eyes closed reminiscing about the past when his werewolf senses became alert and a smile flashed on his face. He opened his eyes and turned around. Nezeira stood at the door with a mildly smiley expression. Kabir stood up from his chair and came hugging his old friend. “Good to see you finally Goofy!” Nezeira, “When will you stop calling me that?” Kabir, “Never! You might have changed physically and emotionally but for me you will always be that little quirky girl. My only friend.”

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

And this time, I laugh, unable to hold back myself any longer. “Whew,” Zuby sighs, keeping the empty tray in her hand back on the table. “I have been dying to do that for ages now.” I cover my mouth to muffle my laughter, still unable to stop myself. The sight of Kira bathed in water and cheese is pure joy and so magnificent it needs to be framed and hanged on a wall for the utmost viewing pleasure. But then, I watch both her eyes switch into an instant dark swirling blue color, and I stop laughing, uncovering my mouth.