Tracer X Genji Novels & Stories

I wasn't saying that to Jane, the word was gen-sexy- he tries to explain while I rush towards him to heal his wounds. - Gen-sexy? What the hell is that? It is a word? - he screams hysterically. - It's genius and sexy together but with fangirls, it means ... ash doesn't matter- Travis's head falls back onto my lap as he grabs it with both hands as if he had the most monstrous headache, slowly and carefully I begin to heal it... - Jane? - Diego asks. I can't see him since my back is to him, but I can feel his fiery gaze from him at the back of my head.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

"Tristan! He attacked me! He's gone completely feral!" Tristan stepped forward, his massive frame vibrating with a suppressed, hulking rage. His eyes were wide, glowing that putrid, predatory yellow. "You psychotic animal! I told you to stay in your lane, Xender! I’m going to make sure you never walk out of this territory upright."

I say. Jax and I are watching some of Ryder’s guys train from our usual spot. We are able to get closer than the others thanks to our magic. We have been out here for about two hours when I notice one of the trainers. I had seen him before, and we had learned his name was Geno, and he was the son of the former beta. His father is with Alpha Hendrix’s mate on Jason’s land. He was pissed and disappointed that his son was now helping out Ryder and Scott. I see him wipe his arm and notice something on his wrist. No one else would have seen it in the full-sleeve tattoo. I wouldn't have if it weren't for the trident. I cast a spell to get a better look, and well fuck. On the inside of hi

Looking him straight in the eyes I dip my fingers between my legs as I arched my back, the headache I felt was gone after taking the medicine, the only thing inside me was a mission to accomplish, he thought he could just play me. He was looking at me with fire in his eyes, dipping my fingers further inside my sweet spot, with my eyes still on him, I took my fingers out and put it inside my mouth, moaning at the taste. He still didn't move, he stood like he was caught in a trance, I looked down to his member and I could see it jerk, wanting to come closer to me, but that moron was just standing there.

After the trial of the soul, Kent was reunited with the entire team who barely passed their respective trials as Rex quoted that the Trial of strength did not mean the test of one’s mettle but strength could mean many forms. While Genji took on the trial of Valor it nearly succeeded in making him commit suicide but he remembered what he was fighting for and passed the guardian’s trial and now he is a Seeker sniper. “Well sh*t I thought you were gonna shoot yourself *ss h*t but f*ck congrats on passing!” Clayton said with a thumbs up and a smile.

Sighing heavily, he raked a hand through his bouncy locks, combing them with his fingers. “Damn it.” Xander was regretting but his hands were tied. To accomplish his goal, he must continue the act even if it projects him as the bad guy. Fishing out his phone from the pocket of his pants, he then dialed a number. “Giselle, get the car. We will be leaving for the site inspection.” *****

Fresh blood scented the air; something small and furry had found it earlier. “Poachers,” he growled low. “Or Crimson scouts. Either way, we’re not alone.” I swallowed. “How many?” “Enough to set more than one.” He scanned the ground, then the trees. “Stay close. Step exactly where I step.” We moved slower after that, Genesis testing every patch of ground with a stick before committing weight. I copied him, heart in my throat. Every rustle felt like death waiting to pounce. We found the second trap an hour later: a tripwire stretched across a game path, connected to a net of weighted branches overhead. Genesis cut it with a claw, let the net crash harmlessly to the ground.

Gunnr's slash was merciless and razor-sharp. And his speed… it was terrifying. Once a beast-type entered full burst mode, he was no different from a physical powerhouse of the same tier—blindingly fast, explosively strong, and unpredictably dangerous. Travis immediately shifted into his pure flame state. Like the wind-element subordinate before, this form rendered him almost completely immune to physical attacks. Ray thought quickly, activating a spatial swap, closing the distance between himself and Travis. Then, from ten meters away, he unleashed Exile on him.

Tristan hissed, his emerald eyes flashing a wild, defensive wolf-light as he was forced half a pace backward, his combat shoes scraping against the marble. "The alignment is working perfectly, Tristan," I said, my voice dropping into that melodic, terrifying sovereign register that made the glass panels of the conservatory vibrate violently. I turned on him, my amber eyes burning with a brilliant ring of fire. "But your sister’s loyalty isn't. Genevieve hid an Eldritch Extraction Glyph inside this calibration chapter. While you were at your summit signing trade embargos against the North, your own bloodline was secretly copying my Phoenix core data." Tristan froze, his entire body going rigi