Santa Goku Novels & Stories

his one slash move went to another level when he reach qi refining now he can use it as long distance. After checking his strength he sat down, in meditation position, and start practicing controlling qi for better understand.

Akira: Hanzo Clone, Toru Wind, Kasumi Fire. Hanzo: Shadow clone. Toru: Turbulence. Kasumi: Don’t tell me what i must do. Fire Ball. Akira: Don’t complain. Earth Bind CRASHH ROAAARRRR Kasumi: Tch, it isn’t effective, HANA!!! Hana: LIghtning. DUARRR.. ROAARRRR The Goblin King in front of us gave another angry roar and trying to attack ius indiscrimately. Akira: Earth Prison.

“Samantha?” The sound of his voice broke through my thoughts like a razor-sharp blade. I turned, and there he stood—Ryu. He was every inch the Alpha—strong, unyielding, a man who never bowed to anyone. Yet, beneath the surface, I could see something more, a darkness creeping behind those cold eyes, something I wasn’t ready to confront.

One of them jabs Varz’s back that he crashing the sand really hard. “We are Gosa. The reflection of the ordeal that the world gives to us.” They said. All of them are stomping Varz mercilessly while keep uttering their credo. “What a power!” Herman said. “Are they Doki-Doki users with the same power? That’s impossible.” Kartika said. Kartika and Herman are surrounded by those mysterious men out of the blue. “We are Gosa. The reflection of the ordeal that the world gives to us.” They said.

The God of War came at a steady pace. Everyone’s eyes moved along with him. “I must let the God of War see me!” Hank lifted his chest and looked as energetic as possible. “He’s coming! He’s coming!” Hank got so excited that his soul almost left his body. “Great. Everyone seems energetic,” said the God of War. The voice sounded familiar to Hank. Why did it sound like Kaze? Hank got a better look and he was stunned. His mind buzzed and whited out. How could Kaze be the God of War?!

Aki and Temujin nodded grimly. “Who else is there?” Temujin asked. “Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.”

Yes, it's beautiful, but it's too hard. I just stared as Clint and Alucard suddenly flew away. As innnnn! Are these the same as San Goku? Lucas followed as if there was nothing here who jumped and flew. They look like San Guko! God, don't tell me San Goku is real. Ts Whoa! It's just an anime that has been around for so long that it's still popular, especially among young people. How am I now? Even if I jump all the way, nothing will happen. There is only one consequence, I will fall!

Making me weak all over. "Pleaseeeee?" Owen copies her move and now I have Owen 1.0 and Owen 2.0 pleading their case with the same exact facial expression. "I don't know... I need to check my calendar first." I need to find an excuse asap. "You can bring whoever you have plan with. What's his name? Santiago? You can bring him as well." I play with the end of my ponytail, twisting it round and round as I watch the little girl next to him finishes her gelato.

"I can’t grant you that, dear." "But I thought Santa could grant anything," I say, frowning. "Except this," he states firmly. "Why not?" He gestures with his hands, frustration written all over his face. "Because I’m Santa, not a magician. Besides, how exactly am I supposed to give you… a good fuck?" I shrug. "I don’t know… maybe you could make a man appear in my room. Someone hot, exactly my type, who’d just… fuck me senseless. You’re Santa—you can do that, right?"

Cassie babbled “You forgot the dog from Goku, the destroyer of worlds what’s his name again?” Ray questioned “it’s Beerus” Nate said but my eyes were fixated on those lips that also said the same thing at the same time “It’s Beerus” She mumbled “You said what??” I threw a snarky comment her way. What? I can’t help but spike her sometimes