Zoro X Mihawk Novels & Stories

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

I ordered the warriors to take care of the body of the rogue before I gave the pack the all clear to go about business like normal. Zorro was in awe of his mate. He had only seen her from far away and was enjoying being this close to her. Even if she did have blood all over her jaw. He rubbed himself against her side. she let out a sound like a purr and swatted at his head gently. He nipped at her tail and was about to take off running when I stopped him.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

I saw Miley along with the palace protectors and guards starting to engage in battle. I can’t help but smile. They’re just in time. Everything would have been fine, but when I looked back at Marcus’ position, he was no longer there. “Shit!” I scanned the surroundings, but he was gone. The coward had escaped. The Croven’s are really a bunch of cowards. I continued searching when I saw Miley using her hypnotism to make someone join our side. Hiro and Reiri, on the other hand, were fighting with their backs against each other, effortlessly knocking down anyone who attacked them with their strength and speed.

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.

His chest felt out of his body, cold sweat dripped down his body as he stared at his master about to tug at his heart. "Arkhhhhhhhh.......arghhhh!" Mizuki shouted, still struggling in pain as her heart felt like it was being stabbed by thousands of invisible needles. Xavier's hand went up as Mizuki's body rose, and brukk... blam......"arghhh!" Mizuki groaned as her eye was pierced by a sharp object on the wall.

Shiro put on the headphones and turned on the music then followed Mia's lead. The battle was intense, Mia was drawing swords out of midair and at the same time, showing off a marvellous blade dance, Victor's marksmanship was on point and he hit a target every time and made a headshot, while Shiro moved to the beat playing on his headphones, displaying a rhythmic martial art mixed in with a little lightning that shocked everything in his path.

He stood there, his chest heaving, his own minor Alpha aura flickering like a dying candle against the roaring ultraviolet dark. "Micah? Get out of the way!" Zane commanded, his sword glowing with a silver light. "She’s possessed! She’s the anchor now!" "She’s the only one standing between you and a thousand teeth, you idiots!" Micah roared back, his voice breaking with the strain. He looked over his shoulder at Rhea, his eyes filled with a tragic, sudden clarity. "I spent my whole life being a coward, Zane. I spent my whole life playing both sides, waiting to see who would win. But I’m done waiting."

I want to tell this beauty-obsessed witch where she can stick it, but Xiu is acting as if Zor isn't affecting her. "Thank you. We weren't expecting such manners from the females harvested from Earth. So you must know I am Zor. The females beside me are my fellow Makskins. We are the true prizes this Harvest," Zor says proudly, and Xiu slightly bows her again. "Yes, we know who you are, and as for who is chosen first as the best prize...That is yet to be seen," Xiu replies as she slowly raises her head, and a smirk pulls at my mouth.