Mordecai Cosplay Novels & Stories

Rex whispers, making me laugh. "Hey fuck off; I have my fantasy; you guys have yours." Seth slumped in his seat, pouting like a child as Terry consoled him with a kiss on his cheek which made his frown turn upside down. "I cosplayed once," Ares announces out of the blue. "I wore a white tux, with a black dress shirt and tie. Looking like James Bond." I shift in my seat to look at Ares. "What you wore was your communion outfit. That wasn't cosplaying."

From a distance Mordecai shouted furiously as he exchanged guns with the men. “You really are an animal Theon, are you a hero? You're going to kill yourself, in a foreign place! ” he shouted and helped him exchange and answer with a gunshot. He immediately rolled over and hid in the big boxes that were there. He was about to force the girl to enter the private plane while her old grandfather's forehead was already furrowed. "Mordecai?" he calls the friend from the other line. “Dede ka? Putang ina mo, ah. ” its salt. Like him, it also hides from afar and is exhausting to look at.

Both Levy and Daniella turned around and came face to face with Moira who was dressed in a champagne-coloured split baby doll dress which hardly reached her bottom and showed off her cleavage in a generous manner. Her hair was tousled and left loose on the side and she was glaring at Levy in an unfriendly manner.

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.

It is my time to take revenge on my cheater's ex-wife and his other man. I waited for the mass to be finished and let the people leave the church before I got inside and I sat at the front and looked at the altar. It has been a long time since I didn’t visit the church. My questions are suddenly gone and I also don’t know what to say. My mind suddenly went blank when I sat and faced the altar. I took a deep breath and I looked around as I heard cries, prayers, and agonies. I saw five people inside the church sitting at the back, while the others were getting inside and looking at me. I looked closer at them because there was something about them. They don’t look like normal people. They look

His head clean-shaven, he could easily pass as a valid Ring member, if it wasn't for those damning hazel-green eyes. “This is Marcus,” Morris introduces. “He’s a good kid and hasn’t been out in years. He should help you blend right in.” As if on cue, Marcus slips on a pair of shades. Contemplating, I study him, his composure, his clothing. Between the combat boots, the black cargo pants, and the white t-shirt, the shades seal the deal. Well, he’s not wrong. “Alright,” I say. “Let’s go.”

Sumire accepted it and smiled beguilingly. "Sumire." the maiden briefly introduces herself. "Such an honor to meet a goddess like you," he then brought Sumire's hand to his lips. And soft lips gently landed on her hand. Dieu's similarly colored eyes wearing a sly smile darted on Mort from the distance who had been looking at them ever since. Mort stood there in his expensive black tuxedo. His tux was exquisitely cut and a perfect match for his cold and mysterious manners. His pair of pools of death were emotionless narrow squint beneath his black half mask defining his masculine prominent pointed nose. He oozes a menacing aura and it indicates his presence but the maiden failed to notice Mor

“Oh, this mortal’s body is destined to perish for a new ‘me’ to be born. Once the scars heal, all mysteries will be solved. “I declare my beauty to the world. I’ll get past all this craziness and be reborn, get past all this craziness and be reborn, get past all this craziness and be reborn…” Josh sang, and the crowd cheered wildly for him. Josh had on the intricate makeup that all his fans loved. The front half of his hair was slightly curled, and there were strands of silver highlighted hair. He was wearing a glossy, black formal coat on the outside and a black t-shirt on the inside, paired with black, skin-tight jeans. His good looks captivated everyone’s attention.