Mine In Akame Ga Kill Novels & Stories

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

And finally, Minami took out his soul weapon, that hell spear. Immediately I raised my hand to the sky, then I lunged at the spear that was about to slash Jack with the lightning I summoned. All the inhabitants of hell looked surprised at my arrival, and Jack still saw me as I changed places, I drew closer to him. “Prince Hyun Ki, aren't you already out of the God election?” Minami smiled mockingly, and he toyed with his hell spear. "You shouldn't interfere here." "I really have no interest in choosing a fuck King of Hell." I said.

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.

“Carmine red. Blood red.” “Ooh… Rosey red?” Mika asked. Jai nodded at her. There was this high certainty in his heart that Alex might really be that red haired guy in the tournament. He didn’t know what it is, but he’s leaning into that strong feeling. Saburo hummed. “The only clan that has that kind of hair color is the Akamine, and there’s only one person with red apple hair.” Harris nodded. “She’s the one who works with Bukubukucha family in the northeast. Her name is Akane Akamine.”

I always let the argument fade away. I felt too exhausted tonight. I no longer had the strength to fight for us. “Did your wonderful secretary, Sapphire Kane, tell you what I said?” I did not look at him. Jonah’s face darkened. “You brought Sapphire into the Werewolf Council, Jade, and now you act like she is the enemy. Who are you really angry at?” A bitter laugh almost escaped me. He was right. I had brought Sapphire into our world because both of us came from a small pack in a remote area.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

"Introduce yourself!" he ordered. I shook my head and gestured to the camera. "No video! No VIDEO, you cock- sucker! NO FUCKING VIDEO-M The backhand across my mouth was so brutal it shut me up by force of the blow. He barked another order at the one with the video camera, who aimed the lens at my tags and read in halting English: "Blackstone, E. SAS. Captain. Two nine one five zero one." He started toward me again, and this time he pulled a khukuri out of its sheath. The blade was curved and finely honed. Even in my drug weakened ability to react to what was coming, I could see the tool was well prepared for the job it was about to do. I thought of my mum. I'd wanted her all my life and now

She gripped the blanket around her, seeking refuge from the mixed emotions flooding her heart. "Mine, are you awake?" Seth asked softly, but with anxiety in his voice. Jasmine didn't answer, just remained silent in uncertainty. Seth, feeling no response, tried again. "You've been crying for too long, Mine. Can such sadness stay with me? Am I not enough for you, Mine?"

Athena's POV I wake up with a splitting headache, but the soft embrace of my Egyptian cotton duvet covers makes it bearable. Turning to my side, I spot Cassian lying on top of the covers, deeply engrossed in his sketchbook. He’s drawing something, his brow furrowed in concentration. Suddenly, I’m acutely aware of myself—my makeup, the clothes I passed out in last night. I peek under the covers and realize I’m no longer in last night’s clothes; instead, I’m wearing a comfortable shirt from my closet. I’m still in my underwear, which means Cassian must have helped me change without taking advantage of me while I was out cold.

she slightly bite the tip of her tongue " how could I forget. Sadiq meet my best friend , rahama" I knew it,he internally said to himself " rahama,meet sadiq" Rahama muster the courage to face him with the tamest smile. To others it looks like a sincere smile but sadiq knew too well that it was fake " hello mr mech_ i mean sadiq" " hello to you too spoi___ I mean rahama" **** The maid tried pleading with Mansir that what happened was an accident but he doesn't wants to hear any if it. He stare down harshly at her kneeling figure