R34 Venti Novels & Stories

Just like Dante, he was as vigilant as a lion looking for its prey. I opened the door and we entered the wide VIP room, soundproof, and with an intercom inside. There was a wooden round table in the middle with six wooden chairs. The lights in the room were the lamps mounted on the walls. There was also a huge 3D television attached to the wall beside an indoor plant. "So, who uses this room?" Adam asked while he roamed around. "The family?!" I replied, chuckling. I heard a subtle laugh on his part then glanced at me.

[Male lead's favorability rate +5 current favorability rate +60%] Did the title frightened ya'll?

And with that warning in place, I raised the club above my head and sending it crashing into the windscreen, making it a spiderwebbed mess. I didn’t stop hitting until it was shattered, until it a shatter of pieces of glass over the seats and over the hood of the car. I exhaled deeply, feeling much more better, more calmer, although I would feel better with bourbon in my system. Tossing away the bent club, I jumped down the hood, brushing glass from my clothes. Seemed like Seth found his voice sometime during my rampage because his yell reached my ears as I turned in the direction of the elevator, eager to get to my apartment and get trashed off some bourbon

For an unknown reason, Natasha found herself visiting that place more than once in a week, just to let out the day's weight and gaze upon the twenty-foot statue of the Blue Streak which captured him in a sprinting position and the large lightning bolt emblem plastered to his chest being the only thing that had color as a blue glowing lamp enclosed in a glass case was attached on top of it, highlighting the emblem. The rest of the sculpture was a solid dark grey with one of his feet, the right one, erected onto a pedestal while the left one was raised and bending almost forty-five degrees to give the perfect running position. TO WHOEVER SEEKS TRUE STRENGTH & BRAVERY "A little off-putt

“Not even me.” ---------

* Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body. * Vitr Bris : 'Wind Blast' in Elvian.

And now that rat has replaced V4. ------------------------------------------------------------------------