Konan Novels & Stories

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

Kerem and I searched and yelled. And then I saw her. A guy was kneeling in front of her. His hair. His kind of style. No way. It's not him. When he finally turned around to see who's yelling my heart is stuck. Hudson. He immediately stands up and looks as shook at me as I am. Deniz runs again and hugs me but I can't move. I'm frozen. "Anne?" Deniz says and Hudson looks shook at her. He knows exactly that she says 'mother' in Turkish. I'm afraid he knows everything just by this word.

It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice. It was a woman. Dark skin, with a fading scar running from the right side of her upper lips down to her jaw. Her eyes were coppery, contrasting the brown dreadlock that was tied into a ponytail. She was no fresher with the spear and held it masterfully as if she was one with it. “One funny move" the woman glared, "and you are a dead meat.". Dead meat? Ejima shivered. Despite the threat, she felt sweat and fear covering her body. Her eyes strolled down to the woman’s feet and the notion in her stomach elevated when she saw the missing toe…

Uncle Shinji compliment us she likes calling us boys,. "Ofcourse uncle we are good at acting innocent like we cant even hit a people act hahaha" Kenzo said with laugh the other kings laugh to yes we acted us a bait with innocents we know that one of our members is a spy so acting like we cant even kill was a success.

Two huge dark figures approached in the dark and then stepped into the house, his personal bodyguards. I liked to call them Peanut Butter and Jelly, because they’re always together and they go well together. Listen, I was depressed and they fascinated me because they were huge. They didn’t make eye contact, they didn’t talk, until they stepped aside and Octavious entered. When he did, a rush of cold wind blew into the house and Octavious’ eyes casually glanced around the place. Octavious had on full black today, a black trench coat, black leather gloves, black Capone, black shoes…just black.

tropes but this, It was comedy gold. Combing my fingers through my hair, I told her point-blank. "Sorry Miss, You've got the wrong person. I use condoms and there is no way I would have a son that I didn't know existed. I brought the phone down, about to hit the red button when her pleading voice stopped me.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

They both take a seat there and he continues- “Now then we were speaking about the ‘Akaname’, right?” “It was the ‘Tenjo kudari’.” says Ayame while correcting him. “Yes, the ‘Tenjo kudari’ as you told us about. Could you describe it from your point of view just so I know that you two saw the same thing?” “Sure. It was quite huge, had a long neck and had a creepy smile as it played doll house with the two of them.” “Hm! Okay! We definitely messed up one thing brat. The fact that it wasn’t a licker but a hanger.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.