Zoro To Novels & Stories

It was better to talk to such a person directly, without hiding your intentions. “I don’t help the undead,” Zoran spat, and he got up all over himself, raised his hammer, as if he was trying to hide behind it. Silver bands gleamed brightly in the hilt in the forge's light. Yarsi tilted his head slightly. “I am not undead.

"Let go of me." "Hmm." Zorro’s grip lingered for a moment longer before he finally released her, but he didn't step back. If anything, he leaned in further, his breath ghosting over her skin. "You should be careful where you linger, Halo. Some conversations are private for a reason." She turned swiftly, intending to put distance between them, but the moment she did, she found herself face-to-face with him. He was thinner than Talon, broad in the shoulders, rough blonde hair, and light green eyes full of curiosity.

I will never be Stefanos de Vesilios again. -Zohara

the Kea asks, and the mat slightly trembles as the large Commander moves. "Zor of Makskin, I offer you my hand," Garlof says, and I peek in the direction of his loud voice. "Commander Garlof, you have fought bravely, and I am honored to receive your offer. However, I must refuse. I have decided to ask Commander Burk to fight for me," Zor announces, and I gasp before looking at a shocked Krystal. Her mouth is hanging open, and I feel my heart squeeze for her. I know she wants Burk, but Zor is supposed to be the top female here. Commander Burk will probably jump at the opportunity to be with her.

A thing utterly forbidden to her kind. He came not through the door, but from the shadows themselves, the darkness coalescing into a form of immense, terrifying power. Zoran. His skin was the deep red of fresh blood, his horns swept back from a face of brutal, angular beauty. His eyes burned with the amber fire of the abyss, and his wings, vast and leathery, folded against his back. The sheer, raw masculinity of him made Vyxaria’s mouth water, her pussy clenching in immediate, aching response.

Disintegrate. The warrior struggles up. Wounds closing where her light touched him. Skin knitting together. He rejoins the fight. She turns. Already moving to the next. A beacon of silver fire cutting through corruption. Unstoppable. Deadly. On our left flank—Zora. Her jaws ripping. Claws tearing. A blur of violence. Three kills in seconds. Throat. Spine. Skull. Her rogues following. Coordinated. Experienced. One of my warriors goes down. Overwhelmed. Four rogues on him.

"I was about to head to Ol' Mare to deal with you myself. Never thought you'd show yourself here. You saved me from making the trip!" At that, all 80 men surrounded Alexander. John stood behind Mark with a darkened gaze. He did some stretches to warm up. Zoro drew his sword and rubbed his fingers on the blade. He looked murderous. John was famous for his fighting skills internationally. He had once gone up against many gangs and groups all alone. Zoro's swordplay was not to be reckoned with as well. He could attack his opponent six times within a second, enough to kill many sword-fighting champions.

It was as if he saw something in her that even she didn’t fully understand. “You have no idea what you're dealing with, Karina,” he said softly, his voice laced with the knowledge of a thousand years. “The Third Prince of Zorana isn’t just a king. He’s the rebirth of an entire world. And you… you are the one who will make it all possible.”

I know I affect her, even if it’s just sex, but I should stop teasing her before she starts avoiding me again. “So, how did you fall in love with Zoro?” I ask, trying to change the mood. She turns to me, beaming. “I was twelve. I saw him in a manga one of my friends brought to school, and that was it. Love and first sight.” “Just like that, huh? What was it, the green hair?” “The swords. I love a man that can use a sword.” “I—” “No dirty innuendos perv,” she says, grinning. I smile as I watch her brown eyes dancing and full of life.

Richard send him a picture of Roronoa Zoro and cash money side to side with a text 'Which one? 'Damn you!!! this man knows my weak point! Of course, I would choose figurine. It is a limited edition of Roronoa Zoro. Tch!' he curses inwardly and replied the text with 'Zoro.' 'Done.' with a smiley face beside the text. ... When both of them enjoying the morning view, suddenly Lee Zhing's phone rang. She takes a look at the caller, it was Zhen Yu who call her. Before she could answer it, Jack already retrieves her phone and pick up his call.