Minato Death Stare Novels & Stories

She was a pro, and absolutely not shameful with the thing she did earlier in public. Caminito tracked his way towards his chamber but he saw how Magno darted him with a death stare. He didn’t cared about it and continue with his pace. As he quietly leading to the path through his room. He was subconscious when he crossed the path with Magno. He was grabbed to his collar and pinned him against the wall with all force. Caminito wail and scream for help as he could. “Do you have relationship with her?” He angrily asked and still continue in choking him in his neck.

Mino, however, seemed completely unfazed by the tension. As the minutes ticked by, Lucas's stare never wavered from Mino's face. Mino, meanwhile, continued to chat and joke with Lucas's friends, seemingly oblivious to the tension between them. But as the silence between Lucas and Mino stretched out, Mino finally seemed to notice the serious stare. He turned to Lucas, a questioning expression on his face. "Hey, is everything okay?" Mino asked, his voice light and casual. "You're staring at me like you want to say something."

then I left from where I came in, but he held my arm. "Wait! Whose death did you see?" Breathing heavily, I turned my face to where I sensed he was. "If you don't leave me alone, Prince Daisuke Maël Maximillian," I started. "I'm going to take off my blindfold and see your fucking death! Do you want that? Because I wouldn't mind!" He released my arm and took two steps back. "As a Prince of this Kingdom, I order you to-" look at this annoying guy, can you believe him?

The door flies open and two Silver Hunters stare at me through their helmets. “Looks like we missed one,” the first one–a man–says. He advances on me, but the other Silver Hunter throws an arm across his chest. “It’s her,” she says. “The one from the courtyard.” The man hesitates, and I see the fear in both their eyes. I raise my chin, my confidence growing. When they attack, I’m more than ready for them. The man comes at me with his sword raised, but I duck it and kick him in the stomach. He doubles over, and I deliver a blow to his face with my fist.

They're arguing, Diamente will win. "It won't be safe," Dr. Marino says. I hear a ding. An elevator. The wheels bump as they cross the threshold and I feel my side again. My head lolls and I open my eyes, or I think I do, and I see Fernando Mancini. I see his dead eyes. See the knife in his throat. I put it there. I killed him. The doors swoosh open and we're rolling again. A few minutes later, we're outside. I feel it in the change of temperature, in the fresh, not chemically scented air.

There was only one minute 20 seconds left! " 1 minute 19 seconds!! Oh! Shi***!! Where is it?! Where's her link?! " I strain my eyes to look at her through the multicolor transparent barrier. Trying to figure out where her link could be!! Hikaru, Kaen and Stoic's lives hang in the line!! What could it be?! __________________________________________

Death seems like a pain killer to me. I push myself up and let her tug me again. I don't fear anything. When your trusted people try to devastate you. You fear nothing. I inhale deeply. Mini stays out of the door as I walk into the gym. He is doing push-ups. He's shirtless. Gosh! This man is so handsome, his body looks like a sculpture. The best art in the world. He glances at me but keeps on doing his exercise. His eyes return to the floor before him.

“Hey human, I guess you’re having a death wish!” The humanoid mantis creature gritted his teeth and stared at Lucas while saying it. Lucas shook his head instead and lifted a finger with a demonic aura surrounding it. Swoosh! Following a wind-cutting sound appearing, the Rank 7 Earth Honorable Humanoid Mantis was dead. Lola was flabbergasted. She knew for sure Lucas was stronger than the humanoid mantis creature but did not expect the humanoid mantis creature to be dead in an instant when she was not even in time to have a clear vision of it.

His heart didn't just skip a beat; it stopped. The face was sharp, angular, and devastatingly handsome in a way that made your stomach hurt. High cheekbones, a jawline that could cut glass, and eyes as dark and abyssal as the bottom of the ocean. And there, cutting through the perfect left eyebrow, was a faint, jagged white scar. Han Min-jae. His stepbrother. "You," Jun breathed, the word coming out as a terrified squeak. Min didn't smile or frown either. He just watched Jun with an expression of profound, terrifying indifference. He held a ladle in one hand, looking as comfortable with domesticity as a shark would be in a sandbox.

The young technician's eyes widened in horror. "No... Boss, please! I swear it won't happen again! Please!" His desperate cries echoed through the mansion as two guards dragged him toward the back door. Tyler walked over to the bar and calmly poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a slow sip. A few seconds later, a single gunshot echoed from outside. The room fell silent. No one dared react. Tyler set his glass down and adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as though nothing had happened. “Book the jet.” "For California, Boss?"