Novel & Cerita Monster Prom Vera

he stopped when he saw her. "Crimson!" called the female speedster. "Shit! Get the plutonium outta here, now!" Just ahead of the truck, a woman was standing there, in the middle of the road. She was dressed in black and her face was covered. Crimson, the scarlet speedster, watched in horror as the woman on the road wielded some kind of large weapon that she held with both of her hands. "For Anna!" she muttered and activated the weapon which let out a large bolt of lightning and struck the truck.

“I- I can’t survive without her.” “You came back, Vera. You came back from this and Nova will do the same. She is the strongest, most bad ass dragon I have met and she will not go away from you. You know she is stubborn, just like you.” The doctor took a step closer to us. “You are feeling alright?” Vera nodded her head with a long sigh. “I am.” “Anything is burning? Hurting?” he asked as he took a step closer to her and examined her eyes.

Pim followed him still asking about last night as he rub his now red temple. Come on Craig, just tell me what happened- I'm not talking. Craig just stated flatly and continue walking not knowing that someone was actually being eaten by a green monster.

Natzy didn't answer, but her hand moved fast. The blade cut through his shoulder in one clean merciless strike. He screamed, the sound bouncing off the basement walls. Blood dripped to the floor. "Too loud for a scoundrel," Natzy muttered, wiping her dagger on his shirt. The man's strength began to fade. And he breathed hard before lifting his eyes to her. "Who are you... Really?" he whispered. "Natzy," she said. "Natzy Ziam." His eyes narrowed. "Who the hell is that supposed to be?"

AYLA Preparation for our return back to Mercia had begun nearly two days ago. Our convoys of cars were retrofitted with weapons, and safety shields. Berah needed a few days to accustom herself to the roles, and duties of a Gamma. Fortunately, she had Damon, and Silvia to help her. Looking at three of them working together brought the words of my father back to my mind. When he spoke of the prophecy of the Promised Luna. “And she shall come, the one who will bring us all together. Werewolves, Lycans, Witches, Vampires, and everything in-between. She shall be called the Promised Luna.”

Vera, who had been sent by Caroline to call Britney over, pushes the door open, and the first thing she sees is the deep bite mark on her princess's neck, and so, worried, she runs over, kneeling in front of Britney. “Princess, what happened to you?” She inquires, scanning the gaping wounds, but Vera's eyes widen when she sees the wound healing. “Princess Britney, do you have your wolf? But you're only eighteen,” Vera asks curiously, observing Britney's healing. She looks up to see Britney's face when she doesn't answer her, only for her countenance to turn pale when Britney's canines elongate into fangs, her eyes turning red, with dark veins bulging under her eyes.

"Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay?" Aqua nodded, a lump forming in her throat. "I promise." With one last glance, she climbed out of the truck and watched as Damon drove away into the fading light. As she entered her house, the weight of the vision still hung heavy on her mind, a reminder of the darkness that lurked within her.

She glared at me but I didn't care. Vega shouldn't have been so reckless. She broke the promise and didn't seem to care while I was struggling with my conscience even after just making out with Adam. On top of everything else, Jace was a pureblood; Vega had to have known he had a mate. "You've got Nwabueze now," I said. "Just forget Jace and move on." She sighed. "I've already moved on," she said. "It was just a fling." "Good."

The fakir walks beside her and asked if she was the same princess and Lima only could nod her head because her words went paralyzed experiencing the bliss supreme. Amara repeated the questions of the fakir several times to herself and she did find his conclusion cinvincing. "Otaku is not an ordinary mortal to have baseless beliefs. He is a vampire with evil powers. He is after you, wants to kill you because you are none other than Princess Veronica." The fakir spoke condensed. "Go against the time and think over, why are you reborn? Come out of your present birth and invite your past. What is the secret and the only way to end this monster? Where is the solution to end the evil?" He instigat

"Don Alejandro specifically instructed that neither of you should make a final decision until you've looked each other in the eye." I slowly turned toward Mama. This was getting worse. I wanted to scream. I already said no! Why did I still have to travel all the way to Manila just to say no to someone's face? Couldn't I just video call him? Messenger was free! But Mama remained quiet. Then she gently reached for my hand. "Windy," she said softly. "If this is your father's final wish, maybe we should at least listen to them." I closed my eyes. This was madness. Complete madness. But if one trip to Manila would finally put an end to all of this… Maybe it was worth it.