Long Range Bikaku Novels & Stories

Long Ki flexed his biceps and triceps and even made a few poses. "....." the ghoul sighed. 'Why do I have to deal with a nudist like him? My prosthetic eyes are burning. I need to burn it with flame. Your highness, don't leave me behind. I want your heavenly flame,' he silently followed behind Long Aotian. Long Ki frowned and scoffed. "No one is appreciating my figure. If Yukiya was here, she would have fawned over it," he mumbled and walked closer to Raijin.

The spear special trait can only be activated once you totally comprehend the trait itself, the spear can only show its full potential if the holder itself is capable! Scathach comes closer to Issei then proceeded to pinch his chin gently and make him look up to her then she says "However what I wanted to say is this, I have never lost a close quarter combat, and as for a long-distance fight... I have a ranged technique, wants to defeat me is very difficult. So do your best to not disappoint me, because I'm waiting for my payment. Issei Hyoudou!". Then she gives his lips a quick peck.

We ride. Seras is waiting at the dam turnout with her bike and a fresh coat of flame decals. Kayo, Aki, and Riku are leaning against the railing like they own the place (because, technically, in Hanamaki they kind of do). Kayo’s nine invisible tails flick once when she sees me. Kayo (sweet, deadly): “Morning, Your Majesty. Sleep well?” Celeste (through my teeth): “Peachy.” Aki cracks his knuckles; the glamour hiding his oni horns flickers.

Heri watch them from the side, a calm look on his face—happy to see Sakura fitting in so naturally with a part of his Tokyo life. Akari explained she had just come from Jiyugaoka, shopping for school supplies. She came by bike, as usual. “I live near Nishi-Koyama Station, Nee-san. Do you know the Tokyu Meguro Line?” The station name was unfamiliar to Sakura. She quickly searched it on G****e Maps. “Oh wow… that’s kind of far from here,” she muttered in surprise. Heri added with a chuckle, “Yeah, Akari loves biking. One time she biked all the way to Yokohama… and even Saitama. Her parents had to come pick her up because she was too exhausted to ride back.”

Uche picked the first arrow and sauntered towards the line. His lips parted when he saw the glee in his wife's eyes. He was taller than most men in the camp and the muscles that streaked his body made his skin glow. Looking at him, Ejima could not stop thinking about the smooth feel of pottery. His hair was long too, and had been braided into two delicate strands, with their dark color, contrasting the cowries that dangled on them. It was an unfamiliar look, that one was strange. Ejima never liked Uche wearing long hair or beads. But seeing them on him made her...

his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth. "Adam talks way too much sometimes," she said with a sympathetic shake of her head. "It's okay. Higan is also pretty blunt," I said. "It's called being honest," Higan corrected as he walked into the room and sat next to me. "I walk away for a moment and you are ready to slander me." I tensed when he rested his hand a little too high on my thigh, the balls of his fingers dipped into my inner thigh. I looked at the couple in front of me. They were talking about something and did not pay us any mind so, I relaxed a little.

One of the men, if you don't think better, a vampire who took her, the other werewolf who bit her, both sharing a day of pleasure, every day, with all the desire that took over her body. Almost a year after our first kiss and love, Marco, Nicolo and Patricia were inseparable. In which, in addition to being inseparable, we were also advancing all eternity together. That was Takamagahara (which literally means "high plains of the sky"), known as the most remote onsen in Japan, which takes at least two days to reach, and that trip was a true pilgrimage for the most adventurous bathers. Some discreet businessmen with secrets next to politicians rented that place for almost a month, the secret ba

All this while, she kept twitching her mouth in display of great antipathy towards Okayo. "Hello, hello, Mr. Tikoye... . Come into my office right now." She cut the call and returned the earpiece to its position. She then went back to her writing, ignoring everything as if nothing had really occurred. Okayo waited apprehensively. Shortly afterward, a pocket hercule walked into the room without knocking. The man was almost the height of a young calf, fat, very black, and bald-headed. He did not even seem to be compatible with his name. He walked up to Beatrice.

She's my only one. I walked through the doors. To us, the atmosphere inside was normal, but to regular citizens, it would probably look loud and chaotic. Right by the snooker pool table stood Max, my second-in-command, alongside Anthony street name Blade. Anthony is legendary around here; he’s got the fastest, most lethal blade work you've ever seen. The man could take down an entire army on his own.

She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner. I stood my ground, staring at her hair as it fell right down. There was nothing I could do to stop her from denying such an incessant act of jealousy. I also felt that way whenever other ladies challenged me for him. “What’s happened here?” The ground shook. We exchanged glances, taking our eyes towards the sound of the grumbling noise. Ryu stood there, a roughed-up boar hanging around his neck. He wasn’t putting on clothes, and his broad chest caught my attention. He was dripping, his well-sculpted abs glistening with each movement he made under