Nobu Daredevil Comics Novels & Stories

Darius ask, panting as he moves to me. “It involves your accident with the lady” He adds, whispering. I nod, shooting a glare in her direction before taking Darius to a secluded space. Changing back to my human form, I ask rather impatiently. “What is the matter? What did you stop me?” I reached my hand for a new pair of black pants and white long sleeved shirt stretched forward by one of my omegas. “My lord, your matter is more serious than we thought it to be at first. Habo found something…unpleasant”

As he guided Megan back to the plane, he could sense that the twins had made their move. ~~~~~ Nuru was never a fighter. He prefers to make some inventions or try his best to do daring stunts that no one wants to do. Hence he built "Devil's Dare," a company that deals with movie stunts and something along those lines. Layla was at the forefront while he acted as a PR of the company. But right now, they did what any twin in Rooka's pack does best, protect. They were surprised that they were able to quickly subdued the Black Weres that were following them. Something was not right.

It was hard to believe that everything escalated so quickly, when Lola was only hurt this morning. Ordinary martial arts wouldn’t be able to do such a thing. Harvey’s expression darkened. After taking another few steps forward, Harvey could see Nobuyuki in his onmyoji robe, standing in front of the bed. He made a few gestures with his hand, and paper dolls flew around the place. “Set!”

It's called the Fates and you gotta promise me you'll be careful" Rachel smiled, twining their fingers together. "I promise!" "Good! If you need a shoulder to lean on, I'm just a call away." After a long silence, Zoey piped again. "Girl!! You spent an entire night with the Almighty Norbert Karter and he didn't rip your panties and get between your legs.. Girl, you're a legend, an icon..." "La la la la" Rachel warbled loudly. Zoey was trying to get to her and she wouldn't have it, either.

Goodnight. I put off the phone and stared at my window. The moon wasn't out but the stars were. I picked up my sketchbook and was suprised when nothing... nothing flashed into my head. Ok,this is weird. I thought. Normally, every time I picked it up,random stuff flashed through my head. Call it gift but, trust me, it created lots of headache. The face I had sketched was there,staring at me with a smile on her face. The dream I had in my dad's room wasn't making any sense. If there was a dangerous man on the loose, why hasn't there been anything on the news?