Rakshata Code Geass Novels & Stories

I want him to look me in the eye and command his white smoke to eat him, and immediately his white smoke attacks him. “Aahhhh!!!” I heard him shouting. He tried to fight back but he can’t fight anymore, because it is his smoke attacking him that makes him weak. Not me. I know it is painful for him to be attacked by his energy, but I have no choice. He is unstoppable, that is why he needed to be stopped, and that is what I am doing. I made him look at me because I want him to see that it is not an illusion like what he did. It is real, his white smoke is attacking him for real, ready to kill him and little by little his light is shutting down and he is getting weak. I am absorbing his energy.

He bit his bottom lip, lowering his arms to his sides and glancing towards his palms before asking, "What is it? Y-You...you don't like what you see?" Nate had not spoken yet, gulping when he saw Dante's fingers drop the knife beside him and reach for the next button on his dress shirt. When Nate realized what he was doing, he instinctively leaned downwards, his mind completely pushing away the assassin murderous rumours and all the threats Dante had mentioned, instead reaching for his hands and stopping him from continuing down the placket. "What the fuck are you doing?" Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt.

Break the rules and we kill you, why sugarcoat it? Before Hexton can get another word out, one of the competitors steps forward, frantically unzipping the back of her bodysuit and pulling her headpiece off revealing her face to a shocked crowd. She’s new to The Tournament and goes by the codename Azrael, named after the Angel of Death because that is exactly what she is. She prefers to give people painless deaths, allowing them to just go peacefully in their sleep. I feel perhaps Hexton invited her this year just to shake things up. The fact she gives people such painless deaths indicates an amount of compassion many of us don’t possess, which doesn’t make her suited for this type of thing a

KEISHA was exercising and training for an hour now when her phone made a sound. She controlled her breathing and drank some water. She opened the message and it read as follows, "The cooking jar was empty. I have to take out the trash too." Her eyebrows raised, realizing it was Shadow. They formulated their own code words using normal conversation sentences in case they needed to do this in secret. The message decodes, "I miss you. I want to kill him now." Looks like someone is running out of patience.

I hear Geo say, and the kicks keep coming as I fall to the ground. “Don’t touch me!” I hear Rose scream. I must protect Rose! I open my eyes and try to stand, but I am still dizzy. I start to feel everything that the others feel. Rose is very scared, while the other three hate and despised me. And like before, I see the auras. The one of Geo is black, while the Cătălin and Mihai have dark grey auras. Rose had a pink one. Everything falls behind when the battle camp appears, followed by the wolf-auras—my aura inserts between the one of Rose and the other three.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

She crossed her arms over her chest and stood glaring at him. She wanted to play it this way, did she? Fine. He dumped the clothes on the pallet and glared back. Removing his sage green Henly, he bared his broad, well-muscled chest and arms. He let her take in his clan's distinctive wolf tattoo covering his left shoulder. Runes of protection adorned his impressive torso, climbing up from the flat plains of his stomach to the slabs of hardened muscle covering his ribs. As he dropped the shirt to the ground, he saw the hint of her pink tongue come out to moisten her lips.

“Then explain it. Tell me why you’re haunting me. Tell me what you want!” His eyes darkened further, and his hands clenched into fists. “You think I owe you answers?” he growled, stepping closer. His voice dropped to a low, menacing whisper. “You’re nothing but a vessel. You exist to serve my purpose. You will give me what I want.” “No,” Gaia said, her voice trembling but defiant. “You won’t get anything from me. I won’t let you.” The figure lunged at her, his hand wrapping around her neck with inhuman strength. Gaia gasped, clawing at his arm as her feet left the ground. Her vision blurred, the pressure on her throat unbearable as she struggled to breath.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Heath then immediately dashed towards the building, eager to reunite with his sister. Gale, on the other hand, decided to stay and examine the new skill he had unlocked in his system. [New skill unlocked: Scan Skill] [This skill will help the user identify things in front of him as long as it is something that the human had seen, heard or identified] [To use, the user will just have to look or scan at the things he wants to inspect and the information on that thing will be shown] 'What the-- What kind of useless skill is this?' Gale frowned in confusion. He had hoped that his first skill would be something useful in combat, like an offensive move or atleast a defensive one. Instead, he recei