Zac Beyblade Novels & Stories

"Dude, you've been training her for a month. The girl likes you. Why else would she drink that shit you make every morning? And no girl works out five days a week!" Christopher looked away. "Don't turn this into a game." He turned back to them with a cold look on his face. "This isn't a game." His heart was drumming in his chest and he was angry but unsure. Carlos stepped forward. "There is no bet. We're all routing for you, Beast. That's all. Just ask her out…or else." He looked at Carlos in confusion. The big man flexed his muscles. He was a foot shorter than Christopher. He looked at the other two guys. They were flexing their muscles, too.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

The white ape pounded its chest with both arms and let out a thunderous roar. There was a mournful tone in the voice, which was filled with anger. It was none other than the Vajra Demonic Ape, Baymax. He had received Zendaya's divine thoughts, and apparently, the divine thought that rippled from Zendaya contained the information that her daughter had been snatched away. Boom… From hundreds of meters in the air, Baymax jumped down and prostrated before Zendaya. Despite this, it was still much taller than Zendaya.

“You still don’t understand what you are.” Baylee lifted her chin. “No. You don’t understand what I’ve become.” Before Jade could respond, Baylee moved. She wasn’t fast. She was immediate. One second she stood across the Midway, and the next her hand was at Jade’s throat, fingers glowing silver-white with Moonlight like liquid fire. Jade gasped — not because it hurt. Because it surprised her. “Oh,” Jade whispered, smiling almost tenderly. “You’ve grown.” Baylee pushed harder.

He then walked towards us as if he's leaving everything to Maze. "Hey, Top. Cheer up." Barry said as Top sat beside him but the birthday boy just smiled slightly before nodding and gulping down the bottle of beer in front of him in one go. "Would you please excuse us? We still have to celebrate my friend's birthday." Maze said sarcastically and Adan seemed to have notice that he's not welcome at all so he moved aside to give way to the group and smiled at Maze.

Alex: besides, I’m almost done with the project. SEBASTIAN KEATES: fine, whatever you say. SEBASTIAN KEATES: How bout you join the football team then? Alex: I don’t play football. SEBASTIAN KEATES: Basketball then? Alex: I don’t intend on being the shortest in the team SEBASTIAN KEATES: LMAO you know you aren’t short. Alex: but definitely not as tall as the rest of the members of the basketball team. SEBASTIAN KEATES: Fine.

Garrick continued, “you will be paired with members of the Blood Crescent for today’s session.” Aliyah was surprised. She hadn’t expected this. And the very next moment, her worst fear was realized. “Zane,” Garrick called, “you’ll be with Jarek.” He moved down the line, calling names until he paused. Then, unexpectedly, Bayle stepped forward. “I’ll take one,” he said casually, arms folded. Garrick raised an eyebrow, surprised. “You’re a Beta, Bayle. You sure you want to be involved in the training today?”

"That was a foul, Fayle." "What! It worked didn’t it?" "Taken don’t react to pain like we do. You can’t count on that low of a blow to count. Positions!" Burney rolled to his side and got up, still looking like he wanted to vomit. "You did that... On purpose?" I grinned as I backed away. "You said to go low." "You're dead," he said, positioning himself for the sprint. "Go!" Burney ran at me and I ducked. He'd expected another side step, so threw his arms wide and his weight low so he could catch me on either side, but his torso hit me strait on, pinning me beneath his entire weight.

Never. ( ￣︿￣ )ノ ‘Not. Letting. Baby. Out. Of. Sight.’ Blackie: (◞‸ლ) ‘…Trey, shields up, this might get nasty.’ And thus, the brave zombie warrior Levi, with bloodshot eyes and unyielding spirit that didn’t fear death, forced the other three little minions to line up and follow his domineering lead. Marching onwards and beyond! To their deat– ahem, the totally non-fatal lunch appointment.