Reading Vegeta Novels & Stories

Venerable Dragon Flame waved his right hand, as if he had transformed into a fierce tiger as raging flames erupted from his body, directly tearing an Alchemy practitioner into pieces. In his hands, those Alchemy experts were as weak as ants and could be destroyed with ease! "Swoosh!" His eyes flickered as he turned to look at Venerable Windbreak, who was not far away. "Old thing, let's have a good fight!" Looking at Venerable Dragon Flame's murderous aura, Venerable Windbreak didn't show the slightest bit of fear. He frowned slightly as his robe fluttered in the wind, and his eyes flashed with lightning-like luster.

Raya responds spitting at her feet when she says the word Queen. My vision turns completely read and all I can see is Raya’s jugular vein throbbing. I can feel my teeth sharpen against my tongue and the veins beginning to pop out on my face. I was going to show the summit what a beast I can be. I am going to kill Raya right her and now, spraying the entire summit with her blood.

Julian flinched, his hand dropping from the glass as he took a step back into the light of his own hollow celebration. "He's still looking at you," I hissed against Veda’s lips. "He's my mate," she whispered, her voice trembling. "He was your mate," I corrected, my voice a dark, jagged edge. "Now, he's just the man who was too weak to keep you. And I don't share, Veda. Not even with memories." I shoved her gently toward the open door of the SUV. She stumbled, catching herself on the leather seat, before turning back to look at me with wide, terrified eyes.

Miller, who had hidden in an abandoned warehouse without food or water for ten days just to film this, was now insisting it was evidence. He ignored the Director's scorn. His bloodshot eyes remained glued to the screen. "Just watch." He rushed over, his finger trembling as he hit pause, then zoomed in on the image. And zoomed in again. Until the back of the neck of one of the fighters, a man called "the Beast," filled the entire screen. The fighter was being ground into the mat by his opponent, sweat and blood washing over his skin. On the back of his neck was a twisted, burned scar.

“So, you decided to remain a defender? Go ahead, but don't ever involve me in this shit.” Bima galloped off to drive his car somewhere. Venus cried out in frustration, realized that she would never really have her father fully. Venus would have felt depressed if there hadn't been a picture of her mother that she always hugged every night. Through that image, power seemed to pump into her body. Venus can always cheer herself up. She even began to learn to defend herself bit by bit through action films or martial arts videos.

“I don't have beef with you, young lady. You can only blame your luck for being so bad.” Violet tssked and folded her hands, “How is a weakling like you going to defeat me? I'm curious.” The man showed his right hand that were oozing of energy and flung it towards Violet chest. Without no effort, she held his fist with her left hand and landed an energy kick on his chest. Immediately, his aura disappeared and he stumbled backwards, blood spilling from his mouth. She had ruptured his heart vessels. Alaric stood up from the ground, “Ars you okay?”

She was hardly out of breath, and kept herself at an even tempo. Eva was on the absolute edge of her seat throughout the entire fight. Her eyes were glued to Vestarii, and she watched her with great interest. “What do you think, hm?” asked Alevos. “You think the male has a chance to win against that Reborn?” “What? Oh, hell no,” said Eva. “He’s got zero chance, if I’m being honest. He’s on his last legs while she’s clearly having fun. And as far as I can tell, she’s just like Raijin and I in certain respects. Like her breathing patterns, and how much energy she’s expending versus how much she’s recharging.”

VENITA: Mastering my newfound abilities has been an intriguing journey, with each day bringing a mix of astonishment and physical strain. The realization that Cross harbored a profound animosity toward me, added with what seemed like a disdain for the very air I breathed, added an unexpected layer to my training. Understanding the difficulties of my strengths and weaknesses became a mesmerizing yet challenging endeavor. As I fought to overcome the physical toll of each day, the question of whether this transformation was truly worth it stayed in my mind. The daily ritual of ending with sore bones, occasionally broken, and the constant influx of information about my gift raised doubts about t

Vega pressed the sensitive points on Alberto's rod. "Like now, you're actually already tired, but I stimulated again, and your trunk became tighter and bigger again." Vega's words made Alberto look at his rod, which had tightened, hardened, and enlarged. He really doesn’t expect that his rod will be able to tighten, harden, and expand so quickly just because of Vega's touches.

The strange vegetables slowly pulled themselves out, their roots fashioned as limbs while their body parted in the middle as the area continued to create noises. "Feel the wrath of us Root Brothers!" Both of them had pale expression and their fused spirit separated. But as Ah Yin had speculated, the strangely-shaped vegetables didn't get destroyed. Instead, the pitch-black conical vegetables with red roots as their limbs moved towards Chen and Ah Yin. Some of them slow whole many of them exceedingly fast. "The mud rain didn't cause them to explode," Chen mumbled as the two of them retreated. "Maybe the force wasn't enough." Ah Yin whipped a long vine towards the vegetables but aside from get