Novel & Cerita Koutarou Amon

My eyes widen as he gets down on one knee and tends me his hand. “Hayat Aiyer, will you be my girlfriend?” (*^▽^*)

He even took out a cigarette, lit it up, and took a deep huff to increase his mental focus as his expression darkened. Harvey quickly walked over to the front and narrowed his eyes. Then, he saw a swarm of helicopters flying in mid-air in a tight formation. Harvey looked at the flag on the helicopters with a smirk and gave Kenta a glance. "This is your so-called guarantee?" Kenta's expression also darkened as he looked in front in disbelief. After a while, he finally spoke in a shaky voice, "Forget about the helicopters, focus on that man in the helicopter! That's Yamamoto Isoroku, not only is he the royal doctor of the ruling Royal Family, he's also an onmyoji from the Way of Wood. But most

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

Though King Zar refused to appoint Xaver to a post higher than King’s Commander for reasons Nya didn’t understand, everyone knew that Xaver was the best warrior in the army and had more kills than anyone else, even King’s General Rok Phin. The thought of Rok Phin made Nya’s blood run cold. With dark hair, a thick facial hair, and black eyes, he looked frightening enough, but then there was the awful scar that marred the entire right side of his face. He claimed it had happened in a battle against the kingdom to their south, Davendwar, but everyone knew the truth. He’d gotten a bit too close to the visitor during the Dragon Moon a few years back and had paid the price. Nya had lost her concen

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

"On a scale of one to completely fucked, I'd say we're hovering somewhere around 'start writing your will and making peace with whatever god you believe in.” "Shut up and fight," Amon growled, his shadows lashing out at an amalgam that got too close. "I can do both, you know. I'm talented that way, very good at multitasking under pressure." An amalgam dove at Fabian from above, dropping from what must have been a rooftop perch, and he twisted his blade, catching it across what passed for its throat. One of its arms fell away, twitching on the ground, but instead of weakening the creature, I watched in horror as another arm sprouted from the same location, growing from the stump with wet soun

The mysterious person was Visibly tired and Amon took advantage of it. Amon twisted his arm to the point of breaking it. He hit and hit the mysterious person several times. Just when Amon was about to take the final shot, I shouted. Amon stopped for a few seconds and in those seconds, I saw who the person was. Its similar features, its strong jaw and these beautiful eyes. Calyxte. Then Amon finished the work. I tried to run towards Georges but something was pulling me back. I saw Calyxte dying and I tried again and again to reach him but it was useless.

As I tried to pick it, Doria scooped it just before my hands could make it through. “Nah! You are already stressed out.” She pointed out. “The call can wait.” “Doria, just hand me the phone. It could be important.” “I will be the judge of that.” I watched her hit the green button and listened for a moment. My whole world turned black and white when her grin drain away. The phone slipped from her grip and she turned to face me. “Who is Samuel?”

The smile on his face is taunting, allowing me to see that he knows more about me than I do about him. "I see you got my message," he notes, pointing down to the paper I still hold in my hand. A lump gathers in my throat as I glance down at it. I don't think I can handle not knowing anything about this man for another second, especially with the probability of Malik walking back in here being so high. "I've never seen you before," I say slowly. "How did you even manage to get up here?" "Let me firstly introduce myself," he says politely. He holds his hands out, and I see his hands are encased in strange ebony velvet gloves. "I'm known most commonly as Fate."