Twiggy Manson の小説・ストーリー

Wyatt glared at Moses. "Oh, what..." out of habit, Moses tried to get close to Wyatt, but seeing the tiger crouching, he distanced himself from Wyatt. He felt ashamed. TJ has his Siberian Huskies and other dogs who listen to his every command and Wyatt has a frigging Bengal Tiger to listen to his commands, while his African Rock Python tries to kill him! Was it because of the crack he accidentally swallowed? Eek! "What made you think I want something? Can't I be here to see my old friend?" Moses smiled showing his yellowed teeth. "How is your business going?"

Even if they were ordered to. “No need to thank me, I actually requested this assignment,” He winks, flashing me a panty-melting smile. Mason was very easy on the eyes, with his longish brown hair that curled around his ears and those soft brown eyes. He was tall and muscular with a lean build. I had noticed him the first time I visited my best friend at MacTire. But my eyes were always looking for a certain werewolf that I couldn’t get out of my head. Hunji.

I didn't expect them to be here. "Hearing Tristan's words, Mango was completely stunned." So what exactly are they? "They are a sort of poisonous worm that was made by humans. They breed fast, and they like living in a cold environment. Once they encounter a living thing, they will immediately bite through their skin and permeate into their blood vessels. Gradually, they will occupy the human's internal organs until they are completely hollowed out. Like what you saw, they are long and thin. If there is only one of them, it can't be seen clearly if we don't look carefully."

Even if they were ordered to. “No need to thank me, I actually requested this assignment,” He winks, flashing me a panty-melting smile. Mason was very easy on the eyes, with his longish brown hair that curled around his ears and those soft brown eyes. He was tall and muscular with a lean build. I had noticed him the first time I visited my best friend at MacTire. But my eyes were always looking for a certain werewolf that I couldn’t get out of my head. Hunji.

She slammed her palms against the heavy iron-banded doors of the Bastion and shoved them open. Inside the cavernous, dimly lit chamber, a chaotic struggle was unfolding. A hunting party of six Vanguard warriors had returned from a deep-root patrol, and they had not come back empty-handed. They were dragging a monster. It was a Savage Man, but it was smaller than the towering, eight-foot Alpha Mwajuma had crushed in the swamp. It stood barely over six feet tall, its grey, mottled skin slick with dark blood and the toxic slime of the lower canopy. Its musculature was warped and bulging, pulsing with the erratic, volatile energy of corrupted mana.

down to me his brown eyes hooded with ice… Intimidating yet I saw another thing flicker which I didn’t quite get it he walked past me He stopped In front of the officers “Having fun with my sister?” his cold voice full of venom and mock “Yo. You..youu..your si--- “I didn’t know you stammer” Naseer mocked “We were just doing our job” yellow teeth guy spoke “Harassing girls?” he rose his brow. “It’s none of your business” the yellow teeth guy spits