Konoha Crush Novels & Stories

Isaac defended. "It's harmless until they are both washed away by flood and eaten by sharks!" Kim snapped. "Shut the fuck up, all of you! You shouldn't be pushing blame around. At least let's find a way to bring them back or something," I snapped, and they all kept quiet. Gosh, this is so frustrating. Arietta's Point Of View "Damn! Still no bars," I said in frustration. I felt something drop on my head, and I looked up. Another dropped on my face, and I gasped. Please don't tell me rain is about to fall.

'Screw it, it's just sugar right. She grabbed the bag and downed it all in one go. Some fell down her chin and unto her laptop and the powder shimmered once more. Trix swallowed the powder and blinked as her head began to spin. She suddenly lost consciousness and her slammed into the keyboard, writing a series of incoherent words. The bushes outside her window trembled and a pair of feline eyes peered through. *DO DRUGS AND NO UNDERAGE DRINKING. APOLOGIES TO ANY OFFENCE CAUSED WITH THE READING OF THIS CHAPTER.*

She can't understand where and what has happened to her. She was a werewolf and a Lycan queen at that. She has a mate by the name Derick and they are in love in her dreams or maybe trance. But her parents are still her parents in that trance. So it wasn't her real world after all. Ranger's pack, Crimson's pack, she doesn't understand how she found herself in such places when clearly she was in Newland city. " Derick, who is Derick?" Erica asked. THE END Thank you all for taking your time to read through my imagination.

Naomi sliced the claw up to Mio’s throat, smirking anticipatedly. “The pressure…” Conan almost fell to the ground. “Be careful.” Thankfully, Oldie helped him to regain it.

His terrifying power poured down on Kong Changcun like tides, and there was a faint sound of bones cracking. Kong Changcun screamed and fell to the ground headlong with Chu Xun stepping on his head, like a meteor falling to the ground. Boom! Sand was sent flying all over the sky. Kong Changcun's head crashed into the sand with his lower body above the ground. Everyone present gasped in shock when seeing that Chu Xun could step the head of a huge peacock into the sand. They felt pain for Kong Changcun and heard the sound of bone cracking when the latter's head crashed into the sand.

There were a lot of people in the cafeteria today, but it was the commotion happening at the end of the cafeteria that caught his eye. Dana stood there with Chloe and he paused at the door where he had first noticed it. Something was going on, but he wasn't sure what it was, yet. He folded his arms and watched, but what happened next baffled him. Dana slowly unscrewed the cap of the bottle of juice she was holding, Chloe totally unaware because she was looking at her face. “Oh, I see. Since you're such a dump that can take Zach’s bother, then maybe you should take this as well.” Dana said, emptying the content of the bottle on Chloe.

Daphne! ***

Without mercy, my massive paw descended further, my claws digging into Conrad’s skull with crushing force. The final, brutal impact was swift and absolute. Conrad’s struggles ceased instantly, his life extinguished beneath my heavy grip.

He looked up at William, his jaw clenched tightly. William, his voice barely above a whisper, murmured, “She does not come from an alpha lineage.” The room erupted in surprise. Conor, stunned, abruptly stood up, causing his chair to crash to the floor. His knees hit the edge of the table, and he slammed his fist down with a force that rattled the surface. His intense gaze was fixed on Tatiana, who began to shake with fear. The response from Conor was palpable, and it was clear that his creature was unsettled.

Novah's POV The silence after the shattering crash was different. Thicker, charged. Porcelain dust hung in the weak morning light filtering through the heavy blue drapes, catching on motes like fractured stars. Novah stood amidst the wreckage of the tray, the bowl, the candlestick, her chest heaving. The raw power that had surged through her moments before still thrummed in her veins, a low, insistent vibration beneath her skin, like a plucked bass string. It wasn't just adrenaline; it was *her*. Her wolf, coiled and watchful, its fury momentarily sated by the act of destruction. Not against a person, but against the memory, the helplessness Nick represented.