Ranboo Once Said Novels & Stories

Sera looked to Maelis. “I can find blue-gray wool.” “Do it.” A Brackenhold scout left immediately. I sat on a fallen log because my legs had begun making threats again. Garran sat beside me after a moment. Not too close. But close enough. “You did well with Roan,” he said. I laughed quietly. “No, I did not.” “You did not stab him.” “Bare minimum.” “For you, maybe.” I looked at him. He shrugged. “You looked like you wanted to.”

"It's just a game." "Then I'm not going..." We stare at each other for a while then I give up. "Fine." Bruna bought me a pair of cowboy boots which are exactly like hers. And Thank God she brought hers to my house the last time she wore them. Now that we're ready and look like some cool cowboy girls, we step out of the house. I still feel that the boots are a little bit extra. Bruna grins at me. "Let's go scream!" ********

Bryan turned to look at me, “what if I choose to listen to my parents back then? To stay in the village and helps my dad with his farm? I don’t think I could buy a decent house for them. Let alone a proper life.” Bryan sighed and clasped his hands, “back to the topic. I know your parents make shitloads of money, so financial isn’t one of your concerns. The thing is, you never try anything out of your safe zone. Life is short, so make a good use of it. Fuck things up and learn. That’s the essence of life.” Bryan ended his speech with a small smile. “And you really make a good use of your brain for the first time.” I nodded proudly before his face goes blank and give me a middle finger.

He slightly bows. I saunter towards the building again, my pride shooting through the roof. I reach the room, sitting down on my designated chair, "Are you ready to spare the lives of your beloved family?" He nods, "Y-yes sir." "Hmm," I turn to Raze, "You did a good job." "Thank you boss," he bows. "What's your name?" I ask th goon. "It's.. Bran, boss," he replies. "Bran... What an awkward name," I chuckle, and shake my head in amusement.

Boran kept screaming even as he held his bleeding shoulder, "Give me back my arm… Give it back to me…" Frank snorted. "It seems that the Cloud Mover style shall be lost on this day." And with those words, he jammed his foot on Boran's dismembered arm and crushed it beneath his foot! Something snapped in Boran as he looked on… his arm was now just a puddle, and it would never be reattached! The crowd looked on in silence. "Woah… the kid is ruthless." "It seems like the Turnbulls have an ace up their sleeves!"