Shingeki No Kyojin Novels & Stories

Jenica and Ginji are kissing passionately on the other side of the pool. “Oppss.” That’s the only word that came out of Yo’s mouth; he knew for sure this is bad. He tried to hold Shin to stop him from doing anything he will surely regret. But Shin jumps already in to the water so he can swim across and get on their position faster. Yo wasn’t able to stop him, he knew he can’t, the power of Shin’s wolves radiate already. And he knew for a fact that he is no match for it. Shin jumps off the water and pounced Ginji who was out balanced by the shocked of what happen.

Ryan shot up to me again, "What was that, Mia?" "That, my friend, was a ghost," I said simply. "GHOST?!!" he shrieked. "Aish, keep your voice down" I shushed him. "A g-ghost?" he whispered. "Yep," I sighed. Then I told him everything. Starting with me meeting Jimin from the field and discovering that he's literally from South Korea and an international pop sensation. Just everything and Ryan listened to everything without saying a word, just staring at me. "That's it. I'm finding a way to send him to his body" I finished.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

We all yelled as our mugs touched and once again the satisfying bitter taste of ale returned as we drained our mugs. " * Chuckles* I didn't expect you to grow up to be the calm collective type, Brat." V4 laughed as he whacks Kaen on the back. " You'll learn a thing or two after fighting in the Arena." Kaen smugly says. " Arena?!" V4 exclaims. " Shin is actually short for Shinigami the Supper Rookie, winner of this season's Arena Championships. You didn't know?" Kagome informed. " He is? * Laughing*"

She can feel her surroundings well and suddenly she blocked the katana from the side of her face and another katana hit him just in time. She knew it was coming so she was just ready. She kicked whoever that person was and then she buried the katana on the enemy’s body and then she pulled it out and she started moving again only her katana and the cry of the enemy could be heard in the hallway. She continued swinging her katana killing every man it touches. She looks like Kenshin Himura from the famous anime series Samurai X because of what she does. Shin can also feel the stinky slippery blood that splattered on the muscles of those she killed that now spread all over her clothes.

They were patient, watchful, waiting for her to regain balance. Sierra wiped her cheeks with the sleeve of her tunic, pressing trembling hands to the cold porcelain sink. One green eye. One blue. Freckles scattered like constellations across her nose and cheeks. And a truth she could no longer evade. She wasn’t just a girl running from the past. She was a weapon, wrapped in ancient magic, bound by bloodlines that refused to be forgotten. The past wasn’t finished with her. And neither was the future.

The court moved quickly, clearing space in the center of the chamber. The duel circle formed beneath the towering pillars of bone and stone. Adrian stepped into the open space. Across from him, Kharvek unsheathed a massive curved blade. “Try not to die too quickly,” the demon mocked. Adrian said nothing. The duel began. Kharvek attacked first. The demon moved with surprising speed for his size, his blade crashing down with enough force to crack the stone floor. Adrian twisted aside. Steel shrieked against steel as he raised his sword to deflect the next strike.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Why am I stuck with these little kids! Welcome to crazy ride of Seirryu. What do you think about Kazuo-kai's story? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️