Vegeta Reading Novels & Stories

Ruby growled. “Ah, that part was an intentional trace. Wait… those eyes of yours.” The blue light in Ruby's pupils radiated. “You… are not human?” “Say what you mean!” Haris snapped, stretching out his drenched hand even more. As a result, Vata's buttocks hit the ceramic. His head shuddered, taking another sip and another of saliva. "Just kill me!" shouted Vata. “Not before you open your mouth!”

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I take a deep breath as I feel warmth enveloping my whole body. “Who- Who am I?” I utter as I still listen to that voice. “You are... my chosen child. Believe... you must believe.” The voice answers as I sigh and let myself feel that warm and that wind suddenly blowing on my face. “I believe.... I believe that I can do this, I believe that nothing is impossible in Evetora, and I... I believe in myself.” I said as I slowly open my eyes. I can see how Leo is now fully covered in dark mist and is still struggling to get free. I also see how Lana and Flora catching their breaths slowly. Vlash is fighting 3 ugly soldiers in a size of an elephant and Wei is fighting on the side.

A big tv with a plasma screen was in front of the bed and side of it there was small sofa along with a cupboard with glass shelves filled with books. Veer came out with a towel hung low on his lips and another towel drying his hair, Man what a hotshot. A piece of meat he was. God took his sweet time carving him. His every body part had a muscle, I had felt him over his clothes when we made out and I knew he had muscle, but watching it clearly with the eyes, his chest with small hairs, wet with the water droplets on his body, I wanted to drink it in like a fresh water from the waterfall.

Valeria jokes. I lean forward and begin to read the completed text on the tablet, and I feel the colour drain from my face. I read the words over and over again hoping that I’ve just made a translation error, but no matter how many times I analyse it, the translation remains the same. “Izzy? What’s wrong?” Valeria asks in concern, holding my arm. I reach up and squeeze her hand trying to keep myself calm. “What does it say?” She asks. I take a deep breath and prepare myself to read the words aloud. “When God and human become one, worlds shall open, and Azadou shall rise…” I say hauntingly.

Her moan at my assault nearly became my undoing as my dick throbbed eagerly behind the zipper of my own jeans. “Veda, baby take off your pants. You are not excluded from any of this. Athea, sweetie, helps rid her of her shirt. Play with her perk little nipples.” I instructed both of them. Veda wasted no time ripping down her pants and standing before me bare from the waist down. Fuck they were gorgeous.

Each passing day my faith and belief in God grew more assertive. The quiet had suddenly been replaced by my sister Vega, saying, "good morning Lyra. I brought one of your favorite books, and I'm going to read it to you this morning," Vega said. My essence left my body, and I hovered over Vega as she read to me—one of my favorite books, Irresistible Love by Layla Hagen. I have been trying to get her to read this book series forever. It took me being bedridden for her to break down and read it. I love Vega so much, and I don't know where I would be without her.

But his pride wouldn't let him admit it. One evening, Adyant entered their bedroom, hoping to find Veda waiting for him. Instead, he found her reading a hindi novel, her expression serene. He froze as his eyes roved over her. He marveled at the serenity in her face. “Ethereal.” He unknowingly whispered to his own self as the words came out of his throat on their own. She looked like an angel, with her eyes fixed on the page and her lips curled into a smile.

Those seemingly ordinary jeans had quite a story—they were only available overseas. The streamer walked over and greeted Serena directly. Seeing her arrive, she quickly waved, "Hey, I'm Serena Vale." The streamer smiled warmly, "Hi, I'm Layla Foster, but you can just call me Layla." Serena and Layla quickly hit it off. Layla, curious, asked, "Did you get those jeans abroad? I've never seen anything like them around here."

VENITA: Mastering my newfound abilities has been an intriguing journey, with each day bringing a mix of astonishment and physical strain. The realization that Cross harbored a profound animosity toward me, added with what seemed like a disdain for the very air I breathed, added an unexpected layer to my training. Understanding the difficulties of my strengths and weaknesses became a mesmerizing yet challenging endeavor. As I fought to overcome the physical toll of each day, the question of whether this transformation was truly worth it stayed in my mind. The daily ritual of ending with sore bones, occasionally broken, and the constant influx of information about my gift raised doubts about t