Shota Novels & Stories

"Since when are you reading the sports section again." "Not again." Lizzie bounced up and tried to grab the paper. "Not ever." "Uh uh uh." Dara held the paper away from her, staring at the article it was folded to. "Well, what have we here. An article about that, what is it you call him, selfish bastard? Yes. Matt Vorchak. Mr. Selfish Bastard himself. Isn't that interesting." Lizzie jumped up and tried to take the paper from her, but Dara danced away, holding the newspaper just out of reach.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

there was also the option of summoning a sacred beast which Yamato did but Shiro didn't know how to do it yet, it was written somewhere in Dave's book he never got the time to read it properly. With his Raiken and superior speed, Shiro mowed down more enemies than everyone except Shin Whose area was flashing with blinding lights. Mia who was the closest to the area said that the only thing that protected her eyes when she looked was the ridiculous amount of scrap metal that flew out of the area and she didn't dare look a second time.

Holy shit. ​

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.

Right now, this is the only source of answer I have and I can't afford to risk ruining it. "Good. Now close your eyes and think about the ocean, Just the ocean. Be calm m breathe in and out" I followed every instructions, and suddenly I could feel the temper slowly fading away, followed by the room's hot temperature. "That's it lil princess. There's really no need to be upset darling. No need at all. Your friend did what any normal human should have done in her place. It is hard to process. Remember how you reacted when you saw yourself. So you just need to understand. She's scared but that does not make her a bad friend "

Five...Four...Three...Two...One. The moment the countdown reached one, the four ballista guns launched their missiles into the air, the projectiles flying with a grace and accuracy that could only have been AI-guided. They soared through the air for some seconds before beginning their descent right towards Adolf. "You may want to take cover for this one," Dennis said to Megan who immediately huddled closer as he pressed the screen of his wristwatch and commanded, "Blast protection," and immediately, what looked like a force field covered the both of them.

I rapidly get in my room and slam the door shut, causing an echoing bang. I don’t know what the actual fuck is wrong with that guy but I can be sassy too. I will show you, dear Eren Pedrosa. (ó﹏ò｡)

I will never survive it. Never.