Zoro. Novels & Stories

Ky pointed his rifle at the girl's girl, but she held her hands up, her eyes filled with fear. "M-my name is Sam," she stuttered. "Don't harm her," Della said. "She's not going to hurt anyone." "You're a rogue," Ky said in a disgusted tone. Sam glances down her face red either from the cold or embarrassment. "Leave her alone," Della said, letting go of me. "She's fine. And if you remember, I was a rogue not long ago, Ky." "It's not the same thing, Della," I said taking her arm, but she shrugged me off.

Khalid exclaimed, gripping his sword tightly. "Sir Khalid forgive us. The strength of the two of you seems to threaten the entire Sect on this land! We'd better get rid of you from the face of this earth, rather than the names of both of you overshadowing our big names later, "said Zou Fan who is currently known to be the number one strongest warrior in the land of the martial jungle at this time. "Hahaha..Are you sure that only you exist?" shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him.

Her brown hair was pulled up in a bun, away from her face. "Mate." Zander completed. "Ours." He growled possessively. My eyes widened in shock at the realization. I let my gaze travel from her cute face down her chubby body. She had generous tits that were struggling to be set free from the tank top she was wearing. It was obvious from the way they peeked out at the top, stretching the poor fabric. When she noticed I was ogling her, her wet hands flew to her chest in an attempt to block my view.

She just turned her attention back to the counter, crushing the peanuts with the bottom edge of her now now empty beer bottle. "Here you go," blue-eyed pretty guy slid the glass of bourbon in front of her. Laura looked at the glass, her brows furrowed as she saw a little fizz bubbling on the surface of the amber liquid. "What's your name again?" The guy asked, pulling her away from her thoughts. "Laura." She answered, looking way too deep into his mesmerizing eyes. He flashed his perfect set of pearly whites at her. "Cheers, Laura." He raised his drink to hers and they clinked glasses. He gulped the bourbon in just one swig.

tall figure, all four of them hold those two injured men’s from their both hands, it was dark outside but there were many street light which were giving me clear view of that tall figure who stood above them, he was around 6’feet tall, with broad and muscular shoulder, I can clearly tell that by looking at muscles that were popping out of his short sleeve black cotton fitted shirt, his caramel tanned skin was complimenting his shirt color, he had shoulder length dark brownish black hairs which were loosely gelled, from side I could see he had a very sharp jaw line with thick beard and moustache, he was wearing deep blue colored denim and a Mojdi beneath that (Traditional Indian foot wear) j