Naruto Owns A Shop Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He almost looks like that guy from Harry Potter I jerked from my seat when the limo stopped in front of a shop. Ryan opened the door for us as Neo stepped out, ushering me so that she was leading me to enter the shop. It was small and has cream painted walls but the fact that it was littered with their products made it almost impossible for me to see the real wall. Against the cramped surrounding, I couldn't help but smile. It was warm and cosy and really felt homey inside.

I don't want to die yet] "I dare, someone to kill you, and they will see worse than death in my hands" Wow, he is cruel yet strong. I don't mind it as long as someone won't torture me. He started looking at me from top to bottom. [W--what?] "Let's go to the Obito store. Your clothes should be ready. How long are you going to wear my clothes" [It's not like I like wearing your clothes. Look at them...they are so baggy like I am being carried in something big] "Then stop wearing it," he said and moved closer.

"Lep-" "Bang," Nara cut in softly. The girl struggled to release the embrace on her shoulders then stepped forward. Nara smiled, "I'm already dating Gnat."

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

He nodded, “It is. The store I got this from was the favorite place my cousin and I went back in the day. The owner was also a shifter.” “Your cousin?” “Yeah. But since he passed away, I seldom go there, just this time after almost a year,” he seriously mentioned. I nodded, taking a bite of my food. I wanted to ask more about his cousin, but I could practically read his expression—it's a touchy subject, and I didn't want to disrupt the good moments we were having. My eyes then fell on the basket, and the price tag was still attached, along with the cloth he'd laid out. A snicker bubbled up within me, and I couldn't contain it.

If she knew I was homeless and a wealthless omega, she would have run the opposite direction. She twirled her tongue around her lips, not getting the memo. "Don’t be like that hottie. If you just give the green light, all of this can be yours," she purred, placing her manicured nails on my shoulder. "We have an empty changing room, we can... you know" she offered and winked. Before I could shrug her hand off me, an angry growl tore through the air. "Get your hand off him " Nora’s dominating voice reverberated in the shop. She had a fiery glint in her eyes and was ambling towards us with dominating steps.

“Sorry. I’m just so glad to see you.” “Yeah, I can tell,” Nathan says with a wince, rubbing his shoulder. “What are you doing here? How did you even get here? Your base is all the way over there.” “I used the Cloak of Invisibility. Not Harry’s but Naruto’s.” Kate does a double take. “You watch Naruto, too?” “Duh. And…” Nathan digs into one of the cargo pockets of his lower fatigues. “Ta-da!” he says, revealing two arm bands, both of them red. Kate’s eyes bulge.

Aurora's POV We got to the market where we are to buy the clothes and we got to work, a lot of eyes were on me, I remember passing through this particular market when I was coming the other day, they were chantings for their alpha from left to right makes me miss my pack already and my eyes were laced with tears instantly but I tried my best not to show it, not that I'm power drunk as most people presume of me, I just want to guide the one thing that my father gave me jealousy, reason why I need to be fast with these revenge plan of mine and focus on doing what I came here to do. "Long live alpha Jax, long live the incoming Luna" the owner of the shop that we entered was the one that greeted

he hissed, grinding the shard until a drop of blood surfaced, "Now watch me tear you apart." Now, please, don't. I don't need your money. I am sorry. Please, don't hurt me," the owner begged, shivering badly. But Nate didn't move, his expression carved from stone. When he realised Nate wasn't going to show mercy, he looked at Sera. The girl looked anxious, too. "Please," the owner pleaded with her. Sera didn't like the owner, but she didn't want him to die either. The girl rushed towards Nate.

He’s talking about that creepy man I bumped into during my last visit to the pawn shop. Shivers run down my spine as instant recognition hits me. That’s where I’d seen the drawing on the paper! No wonder I recognized it. Ronan walked into a shop, and whoever held the door open for him had a tattoo of a scepter with flame underneath it. That’s strange. What’s the correlation? “Don’t know who I’m talking about?” Marciano’s voice rings in my ears, his eyes piercing through mine. I realize how crazy I must seem. He asked me a question and I’ve been standing still without saying a word.