Zenitsu Novels & Stories

She replied with a smile. "That's huge for you, congrats." "I bought a gift for you to show you my appreciation." She said bringing out a medium-sized box from her bag. "I...wanted to get something expensive for you, so I got you this." Philip accepted it with a smile and opened it, then he brought out a pen, which had his surname CRUZ engrafted in the body of the pen. "I figured out that you love writing because of the letters you send whenever you want to inform anyone." The both of them laughed and Philip took another look at the pen. It was beautifully blue, with some engrafted designs on it.

And like that, we were in front of my quarters at the east end of the long walkway. “Let’s get in,” he said. “Wow, a huge flat screen television, and is that a game console?” he asked, with a hint of excitement. “Yeah, it is a Playbox series R pro infinity edition” “What the heck is that!? What type of naming sense is that?” he replied, laughing hysterically. “Okay now, let’s get to class”. Then he said; “System, take us to the realm of infinity.”

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

So close she could feel his warm breath on her upper lip, then he grinned thumbing her nose. "You are sooo pretty'' he said staring straight into her eyes. Zutara flushed under his gaze suddenly feeling shy. ''Forgive my manners'', he pulled away smoothly twirling a lock of her hair "I'm Minre, Air - binder at your service''. "I'm Zutara'' she grinned back at him accepting a warm cup of oats from Riz. ''And that is my new twin brother Sven'' they both turned, he with a bright smile, she with a dark scowl.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SEVENTEEN I walk through the hallways with the breakfast tray in my hand. I finally arrive the room and knock the door and waited for a response but the door refuse to open. I knock twice again and now my hand hurt due to the fact I'm carrying your tray. "I knocked"I shouted as I squeak the door open and luckily it was opened.

Lucas shook his head. "Now even I am curious! what is it?" Isabella laughed. "She got inside the school ducts and threw a can of black paint on the principles head" Lucas exclaimed. "She didn't do it did she?" Isabella gasped. "She did!" Lucas groaned. "I wonder if she has any intelligence left inside that Skull of hers" Lucas complained. "It's not my fault that you are a nerdy pussy" Sante stuck out her middle finger at him. "Sante Parker! Now you're grounded for another week!" Mrs Parker growled.

Takamatsu saw Yinito speak as she tried to wipe Isekai's tears, he had pick the little girl four years ago from a pile of corpse just after his wife died. "am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them.

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Bozo found a stone from the fallen building and relaxed his weight. He tucked his sword under his armpit and with his free hands took out his snuff-box from his pouch. He taped the coverlid and scooped a large portion into his nostrils with his index finger. The electrifying rush that went from his brain to all parts of his body made him shiver as he groaned with pleasure. The people of Umunta have become his favorite. They were skilled in grinding the tobacco smoothly and the lack of adulteration made him fond of their product. Unlike his previous sellers who often mix the tobacco with colorants and other useless leaves, this was the best anyone could ever ask for.