Novelas y relatos de Rudeus

It was that moment he felt he wanted to laugh but cannot find he breathe to laugh. "Kira my wind spirit, bring my anger upon those who took me ungrateful, within the gods who bestowed the Wind Spirit Kira, bring me the honor and bring me the justice to those who fall under my grips, you are granted to berserk my spirit." He mumbled to himself, however, that mumbled is not as what the man thought, he was talking to the spirit rampaging in this chamber, a spirit made for war, and a spirit is given by the gods that the East has worshiped.

“Hilarious, sir.” With some anger that Ralta didn’t join him in his hilarity, Malitus faced Rufus again. “So tell me slave, is master Drust a real person?” “Very much so.” “Is he a druid?” Rufus blinked. “Those terms are your words, not ours.” After he stopped laughing, Malitus smiled. “Ours? Ours?” His smile faded and he pointed at Rufus’ chest. “You are ours, understand?” The boy remained silent.

A deep voice husked and her eyes shot straight to meet with jade green ones and she tensed up. The guy was now facing her as he lazily leaned against the slab. She was taken off-guard by his looks. He appears to be a complete replica of Rasmus. His height and build were the same, massive, and impressive as Rasmus, but this guy has jade green eyes, so cold and cruel. There was a tribal tattoo starting from the left of his neck and disappearing into his grey T which aligned with his muscular body like a second skin, she noticed the words tattooed on the knuckles of his left hand.

Two days later Grasis’s POV I am Grasis, a cruel and ruthless mafia man who just love to torture others. By torture other, I get pleasure so that I can forget my painful memories. I do not hurt any innocent but I love to torture sinful people. In this bloody adventure, I started drinking blood and rape the girls. I hated my mother so I hate every woman of this word until I met her. She was innocent, she was pure. I just want to keep her with me. I do not want to take her free. I torture her, I give her pain but all was because of love, my immense love.

he yells out, looking at Russeell menacingly. But somehow, it works. People are cheering for the other guy, and maybe it was ok... It was who they were used to seeing fighting. He was famous. But they have never seen Russell. They've never heard of his name, and they surely will remember it after tonight. Russell somehow manages to squeeze an arm in and gets out of the headlock the guy had him choked on. He manages to flip over, and is now behind the guy, grabbing him by the torso and flips him, slamming his body behind him. The guy goes down with a loud thud, and Russell takes advantage. He begins pounding his fists on him, slamming one fists after another on the guy.

said the man who has a coconut haircut. When he felt them leave, he breathed a sigh of relief. But as soon as he came out, he was surprised by what he saw. The three men floated and grinned like demons. Migi rubbed his eyes to see if what he was seeing was true. The old men before had the faces of monsters now. They have bat-like wings and appear to be decaying in parts. "Do you think you can fool us?" shouted the straight-haired man. "W-what do you need from me? Money? Here’s my twenty pesos bill! " Migi forced his voice to be strong even though he seemed to be urinating in fear.

I said while still checking him out. He smirked before focusing on the road. "Then what's in your vocabulary?" he asked. A playful smile appeared on my lips as I get near him. I could see his forehead furrowed back to me then on the road. "Holding this is rude," I mumbled as I touched his crotch. He automatically step the break. "Fvck!" he cursed and glared at me. I shrugged before adjusting to sitting again. A victory smile plastered on my lips.

Tired of listening that how many people are there whom he hurt. Slap. Aiden slapped his father. Jonathan came back to reality. Aiden slapped his father. Innocent Aiden slapped his father. "You.... You..... you it's always just you. Just how selfish are you. How can you do this to your own daughter. Was i not enough to be the one who was marked by you? Why her. How can you rape her? She is disable father. Why? Didn't Mom's voice stop you? You loved her right? Didn't her voice pull you back? You named her Venessa, because you miss Mom. You can't forget her even after being with another woman and still you raped..."

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

Right before it closed, Adrian stepped in. "Gosh," I blinked hard, looking straight down. Just when I thought I'd succeeded in avoiding him today. He walked in, dressed up so fucking casual. His outfit was a full stylish look — tailored long pants that hugged his legs perfectly, a fitted black shirt unbuttoned at the top showing a hint of chest, and a luxurious black robe draped loosely over his shoulders like he had just rolled out of bed but still looked expensive. The robe swayed with his movement, the silk catching the light.