Mikey Manjiro Romane & Geschichten

She was slowly pulling it up when the door opened. A tall man walked inside. He has fair skin and jet-black hair and towered over everyone. His jawline was defined and emphasized the masculine characteristics he possessed. She had never seen a man move quite like him, gracefully but with an unforgiving glint hidden behind his piercing blue eyes. Even though he was across the room, the aura surrounding him demonstrated the immense power he possessed, and she was frightened of what she saw. She had come into contact with dangerous men. Throughout her life, her stepbrother Cole and even her father have shown her distress... However, neither of them possessed the same level of intimidation as th

Alfi is unable to move at all as those tentacles keep absorbing his skin strongly. “Alfi!” They exclaimed. Herman and ßenlong shoots flame to Manik. Manik just raises his hand which has extended like a tentacle and negates the flame by just a single swing. “It’s futile!” Manik exclaimed. ”Just take what you deserve, you infidels!” Manik extends. His white Iru is glowing more dazzling that they can’t attack him as they can’t tell where he is. “Ah~~~, ah~~, ah~~, ah~~, AH~~~~~~~!” Manik takes out a white sword which resembles a tentacle from his book and comes to Alfi at light speed.

His body was very muscular, giving off the look of a villain that might crush you with a punch. Hinata looked at him a little bit nervous about his appearance till he smiled seductively which made her heartbeat lessen. "This is mike and he'll be your personal guard henceforth"; Renji said introducing mike to Hinata " looking forward to being of good help to you mam"; he uttered while glimmering. Hinata could only sigh and nodded in agreement, "Nice to meet you mike"; she said calmly. Renji stood up and told Hinata that he was leaving, he gotta go help his dad make some money for their daily needs. He eyed mike before exiting through the door…

Montana I wanted to scream but I couldn't even open my mouth it felt like I was hypnotized, he is Dominican El-Marciano, the son of the unshakable Drug lord, right now I could feel beads of sweat running down from my forehead, my blood stopped running immediately, how did I end up in the house of the Maciano's, I couldn't take it anymore the air-conditioned was on but I am sweating so bad that I started dating myself with my own hand

Standing there shooting them a cheshire-like smile and a wave was none other than Akihito, dressed in stylish clothes that were suited for the cold weather. "Ohayo, Maria-chan and Maria-chan’s friends~!" cheerfully greeted the young raven haired boy, ignoring the dumbfounded looks the group were shooting at him, especially those who did not know him. "Maria, do you know this strange boy?" Micheal bent over to whisper in his little sister's ear, feeling uncertain of this strange boy who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Eira mentally swore that if she ever found this Armando guy, she might just do something nasty to him. For a second she wondered who he was and so she looked up to find the winner. And there he was. The referee held his hand up announcing him the winner. She couldn't see his face because his entire face was covered in a black mask except for his lips and dark brown eyes. His brown eyes. Dark, bloodthirsty and fierce.

A slim girl with a faded sixpack between her sports bra and blue leggings is wiping post-workout sweat from her hair ends with a towel draped over her shoulders and briefly staring at the camera. "And finally, No. 1! The man is said to be the future grim reaper for the underground world after the legendary hero Fusen. The only trainee who has ever cleared a King-level mission since Airburst was founded, alias: Angus!" A lad with a supermodel physique and a short ponytail sits and drinks mineral water, ignoring the camera. His constantly emitted hostility creates a barrier that neither the cameramen nor Marika dare to approach. Ravyn asked her friend after she clearly noticed Kanji's panic wh

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.

“I raised her when her mother passed.” I looked at her for a moment, her eyes holding more pain than she would have wanted to show. “The maid who told Giovanni what happened to her,” she said quietly. “Her name is Miri. She’s new. Too eager to please the wrong man. I believe this would enough information for you to get what you want.” I nodded slowly. “Thank you.” She looked down at Lysandra with sorrow. “She used to be proud. Fierce. Like her mother. She used to be willing to fight, to stand. She is not weak. I know what I raised. And I know who I raised.”

They all had the tattoos of The Mianka. Their hair was well cut, and their nails were not the rough shapes of low-ranking men. I dragged the knife along the skin of the man closest to me. His skin opened up, blood staining him red. He screamed, blubbering words that made no sense. “What’s your name?” I whispered. “Mikos.” He screamed. I pulled the knife away from his leg and stabbed him twice in the stomach. He was sweating buckets, his eyes open as he stared at me blankly, probably expecting I’d torture him for ages before his death.