Samurai Oc Novels & Stories

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

"He asked me to marry him!" Samantha screams through my cell phone speakers. My. World. Stops. I'm not sure if it's because Sam is my oldest and longest friend or if there is some other reason I freeze. I want to be excited by her news, but I'm not. "Congrats. That is so exciting. I'm happy for you, Sam." Fuck did I lie to Sam? Now I know something is wrong with me. This is Sam we're talking about. Samantha Laplow, with her long brown hair and soft blue eyes. She would make any man happy. But that man will, unfortunately, never be me.

Chapter 5 The fight is against Shade Marcus the Narrsissist Vampire King. Sam stands tall, his chiseled physique a testament to his unwavering dedication to fitness. His bulging biceps and broad shoulders exude raw power, honed from years of military battles. His shoulder-length black hair often falls messily onto his broad shoulders, and his piercing grey/blue eyes seem to bore into those he meets. His tattoos, a striking blend of Mayan tribal and Anunnaki designs, whisper tales of his rebellious past and his defiance against the darkness. As an elder vampire and a skilled fighter, Sam's tech expertise and ancient knowledge make him a formidable force in the world. His raw, masculine appeal

“You— you want to know about omegas?” Miyamura begins to cut his own steak into smaller pieces. “Is that so hard to believe? My secretary is an omega, you know?”. He deflects the question back at Sorahiko with a smile. “So tell me something about omegas”. Sorahiko swallows. He stares at Miyamura in contemplation. “Wha— what exactly do you want to know?”. He’s twisting up his words in his confusion. Miyamura finds it cute. “Just tell me anything”.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

He turned to Aleja, now his fists and jaw were clenched. He was just relaxed because Aleja isn't afraid of guns and one more thing, he got into a war way back then. His body is as strong as iron. In addition, his movements are fast, even faster than the flash. So, he was very complacent because incidents like this were not new to him. Samara mentioned earlier that Misty is spoiled. It's impossible not to get what she wants because her behavior varies from being flirtatious to being aggressive. Grr. He is handsome and woman-loving but this is the kind of woman he wants to avoid. Fortunately, Samara is always calm and does not chase a man.

Ryu opened the door to the studio for Yuka to come in first. "Thanks." Said Yuka shyly as she goes in. " Yuka!" Nato greeted as he walked toward Yuka and hugged her. "Guys, this is my cousin Yuka. Yuka these are my bandmates and friends Tomo and Ishi." Nato said. "Hi, Yuka!" Said Tomo. "Nice to meet you," Ishi said smiling from across the room where they were seating.

Yomi no Kuni 's computers, when he felt a presence, before a huge shadow projected behind him, giving time to transfer information. The omega Samson was launched towards him, he grabbed a plate, very quickly and which millimetre’s before was at his side, ripped off with a batarang from the computer controls. When Samson Omega's beam was aimed at him, Tsuki dodged at the last second, using it as a shield against Samson Omega that was disintegrated in front of him, in the midst of his jump and throwing bombs towards his opponent and his attacker. He knew of his moments, that hour, when he would be approached.