Uzumaki Book Novels & Stories

Axel is a lot more attentive than I gave him credit for. He starts up the episode and he shrugs off his sneakers and places his feet on my coffee table. I close my eyes and count down from ten to calm myself. “Every time I see ramen noodles on Naruto, I have the urge to book a flight to Korea just to try the ramen Naruto eats.” He says with a sigh. “I see on I*******m the other day, there’s a Uzumaki restaurant that sells that Ramen.” I tell him. His eyes go wide, he pauses Naruto and looks at me. “Fuck we should totally go there. We do not even have to take my brothers. You know what I change my mind, Beckett isn’t good enough for you. I want you now.” he says

Rosalies POV: I woke up with a splitting headache that had me feeling heavier than usual, making me come to an assumption of ōnoki the 3rd tuchikage paying me a visit during my time of obliviousness and using the: Doton kajūgan no justu, one that manipulates gravity allowing him to increase or decrease a persons weight at wish. I believe I haven’t mentioned it before, but I’m a huge fan of anime… or should I say Naruto in particular, seeing that most anime I’ve watched failed to ignite the same burning passion Naruto did. The sudden buzzing heard on my left side immediately pulls me out of my trance of thoughts, somehow lifting myself up I immediately put an end to the pathetic excuse of a s

I was about to ask too when we saw Suzume-san at his back. "Ah erm, i mean chamomile tea? J-jasmine tea?" He awkwardly said and gave me a 'help!' look. "Hehe Aurora tea? Snow White tea? Cinderella tea?" I awkwardly said and i saw Yachi giving me facepalm when he heard what i said. I DON'T KNOW ABOUT TEAS LIKE HELLO!? Suzume-san chuckled and messed our hair "I'll tell you both cause you both are gossipers pftt" we both smiled seeing him smile and giggle like that.

I go to the library where I see Abner Brooks. “Ahh, young Morgan, I’m not surprised to see you here.” He gives me a genuine smile. “I came to look for books on word alchemy, I’m not sure what or if they have any here.” “They do,” He bobs his head in thought, “Not a whole ton but Bear Clans are very spiritual and keep many records of Witch Alchemy.” He leads me to a section in the back and shows me a bookshelf of old and dusty books that look like they haven’t been touched in centuries. If at all. “Knock yourself out, let me know if I can be of any help.”

It had a long tail with long hangings and a little goatee under its chin. In fact, like all other proles, a Iuba was a beautiful being, with an innate elegance and grace, but when you looked into the piercing yellow eyes of these beasts, you could see their true nature. They were monsters, created to plant nightmares in people's heads and this sight would cause Maddox again one or two sleepless nights, because before someone had put a bullet in this Iuba, he had ripped the blond woman's throat out .

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

A grimace crept upon his features. “There is not a single spell which is capable of manipulating me.” Sir Zuka enunciated, emitting strong power. Unlike before where he was incredibly sick and unable to use his power. Right now, he has no restrictions anymore. “Oh…?” Amusement dripped from Katastrofi when he noticed he couldn’t control Sir Zuka. He cannot keep him under his control like Zadicus had kept Avin. Moving his hand in the air, Sir Zuka summoned his book of spells. The most powerful book of spell to exist ever, sending a death glare at Katastrofi for the mess he created.

He moved. It wasn't a fight; it was a slaughter. He became a blur of silver fur and violet lightning. He didn't use weapons; his tails were his blades. He moved with deadly precision, one that made the elite assassins look like children. In a few seconds, the liquid-chrome suits were shredded, and the Dusk-Blades lay shattered on the concrete. But as the last assassin fell, Valerius staggered. He coughed suddenly, violet blood staining his lips. The effort of forcing his power while the poison was still in his system was tearing him apart from the inside.

I asked with little curiosity. A boy like him shouldn't be tied to the Temple. "No, another item will replace its position. But no worries, I love my job." The book had a sorcerer’s wand coloured violet on the cover. A blue smooth bookmark was attached to it. The book's edges looked like silver but felt like liquid mercury. "You can take the shortcut at the end of this room." "Thanks," I mouthed out. I walked to the other end of the room and placed my hand on the wall, waiting for something to happen.