Teru X Mob Novels & Stories

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Chris, now lying motionless in a hospital bed, was a testament to the cost of Miguel's unchecked fury. As Miguel stood there, grappling with his conflicting emotions, he knew that he had to make amends. He had to find a way to reconcile with his actions and find a path towards healing, not just for himself but for his pack as well. Tyler's death had created a void within their community, and it was up to Miguel to help fill it with unity and understanding.

Tera has changed into neat clothes and comes out of her room, descending the stairs. She carries a small bag containing her phone, wallet, and various trinkets she needs. As she passes through the living room, Tera finds Sebastian and Nora in the middle of the room. The man is trying to persuade Nora to stop crying and begging to go back to Indonesia. Nora, already saddened and scared of Daddy, continues to ignore Sebastian until her attention is drawn by Tera's presence.

At lunch break, Takuto casually pulled a small box from his bag and placed it on his desk. Inside, arranged with care, were five exquisite erasers: Pokémon Edition (Pikachu & Charmander) Kamen Rider Embossed Logo Hatsune Miku Concert Commemorative Version And... the legendary Gundam eraser. Miu’s eyes lit up like a magpie spotting treasure. “Whaaat?! Where did you get all these?!” Takuto pushed up his imaginary glasses again, giving her a cold, calculated smile. “You can borrow them. For a price.”

Otis asked curiously and worriedly to Madison while leaning on the tree. "Of course I am going to infiltrate this mansion, just don't turn your phone off. That would do right? Would you be able to make a way to still be able to communicate with me?" Madison replied and then asked afterwards, looking at the tree Otis was leaning and looking back to the road where those vampires will be approaching. "I got an airpods." Otis briefly answered and closed his eyes. "I'm still sleepy you know..." The call was then filled with silence for minutes before Madison finally answered, "I'm sorry and thank you."

He seemed to look excited with his new self. “I’ll make them regret they joined the Banatan, Xerra,” Ponpon snickered like a maniac. I stared at him with my steely blue eyes and smiled at him. I parried both the sword and spear and swept the feet of my two enemies. One was hit but the other was quicker than the first one. He managed to dodge my attack. His sword was now threatening to slash my neck. However, I bent backward with a front kick and I sent him flying out of the ring.

I read the note under the suit and almost felt like crying. “Astra, I hope you enjoyed your party. You deserve al good things. I’m sure Ezra already told you why I was not present. I hope you are very happy in life. I had this suit specially made for you and your amazing power. It will stretch to fit your male form while still look elegant when you are your true form. It is reinforced with a special polymer to act as an elastic bullet proof suit. It will be perfect for your missions. I hand made it with Gamma Taylor’s help for sizing. Yours truly, Isaac”

He seemed to be the leader for this villager’s group. “Yes, we were out doing the herb picking quest when we travelled a little too far from the designated place and had to fight the Polbit. It was hard to take down, but luckily, Terry, our archer here,” He motioned his hand politely towards a male wearing a leather armor that protects his chest. He was holding an old-looking steel bow and a leather quiver was slung at his back. “...Managed to take it down with a shot on its head.”

His expression showed anger and despondency. Boris is tall, very tall. His body was very muscular, with tattoos all over his body and an ethereal posture. I couldn't deny that he was a handsome and attractive man. His hair was dark, slicked back. Dark brown eyes, almost black. A thinning beard, making his features even more mature. The look the mobster had on me didn't please me. It only made me even more afraid. My mother looks at me and gestures with her hand. She wants me to say something.

Just like that, everyone watched as X officially overtook Nono and was now ranked second in the world. A chat window popped up. "You little fox." Terrence sent over. "Thank you for the compliment," X replied. Terrence let out a frustrated laugh. "I want a rematch once you're better." X merely responded with, "Anytime." Terrence loosened his messy tie and grinned. "That little fox! A beautiful young lady—an arrogant, beautiful young lady. Fred, I have to get her." "Yes, yes, of course!" Fred said as he texted Saul.