Kurapika Bald Novels & Stories

After a time, Arup asked to rest but didn't let Ninu leave. "I need to clean first. My body is itchy with the hairs sticking on me. This old man Tarapati cut my hair in reckless regard. He was probably imagining he was pruning a bush outside," Ninu said, scratching every corner of his neck and lifting his arms covered with hairs as if it naturally grew out from it. Tarapati laughed after seeing his cutting masterpiece: Ninu became more like a hairy ape with a shaved head and face. Arup also looked down and saw hairs all over him as well. Both contained their laughter that was slowly building up. Somehow, their funny condition combined with Tarapati's unhindered laughs, the two could not hold

Vera chuckled, letting her eyes rest on the brown bag, which was sitting at Balak’s feet. “I like to sharpen my skill.” Balak said and undid the lace of the bag “Unlike a certain woman I know,” He smiled. “Strange, I never knew you had a sense of humor,” Ginika muttered. The man’s expression dropped when they met Ginika’s. It was as If the boy reminded him that he has to walk through fire to get Vera’s friendship back. “Wait until we start the training,” Balak said and picked up a wooden sword. “And who is training with you?” Ginika’s face folded.

Kurat had long dark hair that when down fell over his shoulders , and facial hair , Ratnik had short dark hair and clean shaving both brothers had the silver eyes of the king . I am having a drink out of my water bottle when Ratnik comes over to me “ Hey Nari , Kurat has asked me to keep you company .” He lets a small laugh out , must be at my facial expression . “ He has to go spar one of the other girls , but doesnt want you to be left on your own. Do you fancy sparring ?” I just shrug my shoulders “ Sure , but you do know I am perfectly fine on my own .” He just smiled at me and shrugged .

Rogue could see the last of her hesitation die out and smiled , knowing that the iron was hot he decided to strike it then and there. " So which one would you like to have ?" he said good naturedly . " I - the whitish grey one with black spot on his left eye " Well if the guy was feeling great about spending five thousand gold coins then she wasn't going to shy away , not to mention , it felt quite a suitable payment for him to buy that cuppiebara after embarrassing Leo like that . The cuppiebara , Chelsea pointed at was whitish gray with a serious case of heterochromia , as one of its yellow eye was completely different from its icy blue . It sat right at the end of the playpen, shivering w

Wolf stepped up with a smiley face and pointed at Gustav. “Hey, you. Furball, yeah, you. That punk said you are born with super strength? Well, I happen to have super strength as well. Get over here and I’ll slap your face off!” “Arcadian monkey, you’re asking for it!” Gustav bellowed and marched to Sven. “Kaze Lee, where did you find someone as stupid as him? Kodiak hates it when people call him Furball. Hahaha…” “He’s going to slap Kodiak's face off with that tiny frame? Go back to sleep!”

They say as they turn to me and I had heard Raff joke they weren’t little, but compared to their petite size their cock is enormous. “How does someone so tiny have such an enormous dick?” I ask in disbelief. “Easy, I’m a kitsune and I’m special,” they giggle, unbuttoning the shirt and throwing it aside as they pull it off with lightning speed they have a shibari harness that leaves their little pierced breasts exposed and their pierced nipples ready to devour.

Their braided mane has three, thick, and sharp spines sticking out from their large, elongated heads. “Werewolf Amante, our Master Gayok, the lead stallion of our herd, challenged you in a one-on-one fight at our goal. Come with us!” His voice was hoarse, and his stance was awkward. I could not help but laugh out loud at his declaration. If all Tikbalang were as lame as him, it would be a boring fight. I saw them exchange looks nervously, intimidated by my mocking chuckle, though they kept it hidden under their protruding gums and teeth.

"My God... is that... is that the Devil of Dalal Street? On a leash?" Kiara smiled perfectly, a terrifying, victorious curve of her red lips. "He is my new, personal doormat, Mr. Kapoor. I noticed it is heavily raining outside. Please, do not aggressively stain my expensive Persian rugs. You may wipe your dirty shoes completely on his back."

Pradai removed her face and used Curl to cover herself. "Who is she? Why is she looking at me like that? Am I in trouble?" Pradai whispered to Curl. Curl scratched his head, he didn't want to turn around, no need to, he knew what it was all about "Ermmm which should I answer" "Start answering all of them!" Pradai replied, trying not to let the Meiv hear her voice "That's my Hupa" Curl whispered to her ears. "Huh?" Pradai looked at her, but removed immediately

At the moment, most of them had chosen small. Kappas—a type of Japanese fairy with bowl-shaped depressions in the top of their heads—darted through the legs of massive oni—a sort of Japanese ogre with wild hair and horns growing out of their heads. These particular oni were of the red-skinned variety, and the kappas, who ranged from green to yellow, showed up brightly against the crimson background of their buddies. The kappas, who were about the size of a six-year-old child, had metal caps on their heads to protect the water they needed to keep in those head-bowls all the time. A vulture swooped by one, and the kappa snapped at the bird with its own wide, turtle-like beak.