The Argent Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I can offer you a job in palace—” Argen was shocked to hear his quick reply saying, “I don’t need to. I can’t give someone’s head for the sake of my hand. That’s more expensive.” This guy named Caminito doesn’t seem to know who she was and came from. But being honest to what he really wanted to say. Argen didn’t know if he was being sarcastic or does know her and fearlessly say anything he wanted to vent to struck them hard as they could

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

Ahhhhhh! The Argents owned a big estate in the suburbs of California. They were very influential and the Argent generation dated back to centuries ago when a werewolf had been discovered in France. They'd been a family of meat hunters before the discovery of the Lycan race. Taking it up to himself, Argent Caro, a Franco-Latin man created a team of hunters to kill Werewolves and Vampires, also. Very soon, the Argent name was spreading throughout the country like wildfire. The government was ready to help them after they'd bravely killed Imogen, the most powerful woman werewolf to walk the earth at

“Of course, I'm going through a lot. Everyone is a thorn in my side. I try to pull them out, but I can’t. They’re too deep. That’s why I came here—to forget. Just for a moment.” “What happened?” he asked, his voice gentle, almost coaxing. I turned to him, my vision slightly blurred. “Who are you?” “Ares Argento,” he replied smoothly. The name meant nothing to me. “Doesn’t ring a bell,” I said, pouring myself another glass. He laughed, the sound low and almost condescending. “You're the only one in this realm that doesn't know me. But that's fine. That makes it a lot more interesting which makes it better.”

she added and made to go but he held her back. “Let go” aurora blurted again but this time Malcolm glared at her and she kept still. She has seen his sad, happy and angry faces but this face was different, he looked dominating and evil? “What is this nonsense?” Malcolm asked Angeline while his eyes were glaring daggers at her. Angeline fidgeted for a while, she didn’t know how to start talking not when he had that manacing look on his face. “Speak!!!”” Angeline flinched, “i just came to know how she was feeling after Liam’s death”

However, the other party refused to oblige. “Is that so? I heard that he received the most rewards in the history of the advanced list, and judging from his strength, he can’t be an average guy. He should be worth grooming.” The other party spoke skeptically, clearly doubting Argent’s words. Argent frowned at the other party in anger and wanted to end the conversation. “Stop wasting time and just speak your mind.” Argent wanted to mock the other party, but after thinking of the treasures in his hands, Argent gave in to his greed and forced himself to contain his anger.

turned around and went back to the front door to lock it. After he made sure that their home was secure he continued to run after his sister until he was right by her side. He looked ahead of them. In the not so far of distance he could see the line where trim country grass from the Farmers Open Fields met with wilderness. Such a difference between the two pieces of land. Almost like different worlds. There was a flimsy wooden gate between the farmland and Forest that seemed to be holding the later back from oozing into their village. They had entered the forest quite a few times before and they always entered in the same place right there. Where country meets wilderness at the flimsy gate.

She wore a white dress as per the empress’s attire in San Coro and a snake shaped crown on her head. “Knights and soldiers have been dispatched to face the ground. They are holding ground for now. We are not sure what the enemy will do.” Argus said with his arms crossed. Argus was a lion beastman. His entire body was covered in brown slightly reddish fur. His mane, that could also be considered as his hair, covered his head and neck. He wore an attire similar to Alfredo’s but was dark green in colour and it also had many badges. His eyes were light blue that contrasted his fur.

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?