Oda X Ango Novels & Stories

The two ran to the water like kids wetting themselves and jumping without hesitations and fear. While arranging the stuffs I brought, I suddenly realized something and look back at them. They seriously look like humans; they can be wet. I watched them until Angelo came to me running and taking his sleeves off him. My breath shortened seeing his half naked body. His 6 pack abs are outshining the sun. A gulp followed after I close my mouth for almost drooling over his sexiness. “Don’t you wanna join us?” he asked panting a bit.

Orion The path to Natasha’s hideout is a blur, every step a pulse of barely controlled rage. The air hums with the charge of dark magic, a twisted energy that beckons me, taunting me. My hands tremble with the beast’s fury, simmering just beneath my skin, but I haven’t let it loose yet. Not fully. There’s a strange clarity to my anger—a focus that makes every sense sharper, every movement precise.

They entered a Mercedes Benz and left driving in high speed. Dagon wanted to ask Angelo what Yna was doing in the throne room but restrained. He learned that Angelo, not only is he, his friend but now the leader of the pack, the Alpha of Xanders pack, their leader. He should have wisdom before asking him, because everyone knows how temperamental Alpha Angelo is.

He was only at the level of an average beta; he could never handle such a powerful smell of pheromones that defines the anger and annoyance of a Luna. It takes a long second for Angelo to calm down and his head to go to the right track. He tsked. He opens the door then goes out without any explanation. The driver in the driver seat opened his mouth wide when he saw his young master heading to the direction where the car was deliberately blocking the road making it difficult for people going to work and school to pass through, resulting in them to be late as time passed by, its car was still blocking the road. Angelo headed to the direction where the car is, both hands at each other side of h

Anyway, it's a week. Sleep comes back, and Angel lays his head on the pillow. His eyes are heavy, and he falls into a deep sleep. Steam emerges from Angel's nostrils and hangs over him for a few seconds, disappearing forever without a trace. Agnes's eyes, as white as ashes, returned to their normal color after she had seen everything. She sat and smiled. Her part was done. Dark caught a doe and sank his fangs into the animal's neck. He drank what he needed without killing the animal, which staggered away from him to recover. He wipes his mouth and sighs contentedly. Immediately, his head started to think of a way to help Klaus.

Another explosion erupted as Angus summoned his powers to invoke a blast of heat wave that pummeled into more than a dozen men, tossing them back with blood pouring from their mouths. There he stood, Deputy Prelate Angus of the Holy Temple, as invincible and indomitable as a god. A tenacious Tang Rou channeled her True Energy once more, mustering what she could and fusing them into one energy bolt that she hurled with all her strength at Angus. Boom!

“I'm not going; I don't want to stain myself with that red mud.” “Of course, I'd better go. Bye, I'll be right back, Liz.” “See you later, beggar; I don't have any coins; otherwise, you'd give them all away.” Angelo left, showing her his index finger, and when he lost sight of her, he spoke to the unconscious Ximena,