Zoro X Mihawk นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

I froze in the center of the walkway. My vision blurred as I tracked the silhouette. Aziel Crowbane—the warrior who had sworn an ancient blood-oath to guard my youth—shared the back of a black stallion with Zoraya Flint, his thick, scarred arms wrapped completely around the smaller male's waist, one hand directing the leather reins while the other tilted Zoraya’s jaw upward to consume his mouth. My hunting stare must have radiated too fiercely through the dark. Aziel’s eyes snapped toward my position, his gold irises darkening with instant hostility, a dangerous snarl rippling across his chest as if their intimate binding ritual had been brutally violated by a spy.

"Yes, with the Tyche's daughter." "Ok Jonathan." Jiroo said and he looked at me then back to the guy. "Fucking shit! Park Ceres!" Jiroo shouts loudly and throws the bottle, directly hitting the poor Jonathan as Jiroo ran to him and he pulled out the dagger that buckled on his hip and stabbed the guy on his neck before slitting his throat. Jiroo is mad! "Stop the wedding!" I shouted and we all charged forward to the hoplites. "Oh crap!" I exclaimed when I saw Nami fall on his face. "The fuck are you doing?!"

I don’t know but I guess I will find out as soon as the others come out of the house. Makahi’s POV: “ALPHA!” I heard through the mind link. “Zy, is that you?” I asked via mind link. Zyon was one of my lower ranking warriors. I left him back at the pack house. “Yes alpha you must hurry your father sent me to come find you. You need to get back home immediately.” He said in a panic. A sicken feeling came over me. All my warriors looked at me with worried expressions on their face. “Makahi, what’s wrong why are yall looking like that? And why do I feel like my heart’s racing but it’s not my heart? Am I feeling your heart race?” Ji’lahni asked, I took calming breath to slow my heart. I didn’t wa

With a deep, Minotaur roar he surged forward, raising his large axe with the intent of cleaving the Mage nearest him. Zalikhe turned at the sound of his roar. She sent a strong burst of mystical energy at him. It struck him in the chest, and the tall warrior stumbled. She cast a second one and he stopped, tumbling forward in pain, as the axe fell heavily to the ground. He was unable to rise with the pain racing through him. His dark eyes narrowed in frustration as he saw the Mages heading through the doors with their prize. His frustrated roar echoed across the grounds.

Beside him, his daughter, Socha, fought with a cold ferocity. She was lean and fast, her claws digging into the charcoal skin of the abominations, but even their combined strength was barely holding the line. They were losing as the sheer speed of the black-eyed creatures was overwhelming the rogue pack. Suddenly, a streak of obsidian lightning crashed out of the woods. Zoran’s wolf didn't just enter the fight, he instantly dominated it. He lunged at the abomination that was about to sink its blades into Marek’s neck, his massive jaws snapping the creature’s spine like a dry twig.

“The Moon betrayed us, and you carry its lie.” Aria’s mark pulsed, her heart racing. “The Moon chose me. I’ll protect it.” Zorath’s eyes narrowed. “Then you’ll die with it.” He raised a claw, and the shadows exploded, wrapping around Aria like chains. Pain seared through her, her mark flickering. Kael roared, breaking through the barrier, his wolf form tackling Zorath. But the Sovereign was too strong, throwing Kael back with a flick of his claw.

She bypassed Zuri’s frantic guard entirely. Mwajuma slammed her heavy, stone-clad forearm directly across Zuri’s collarbone, simultaneously sweeping her back leg behind Zuri’s calves. The impact lifted the Captain of the Vanguard entirely off her feet. Zuri hit the sparring mat hard, the breath driven from her lungs in a sharp gasp. Before she could even attempt to roll away, Mwajuma was kneeling over her. The giant warrior had Zuri’s arms pinned to the mat beneath her massive knees, while the jagged, heavy stone gauntlet hovered less than an inch from Zuri’s throat, radiating a fierce, earthy heat.

She asked quietly as I brought the rag closer to her face, she gave me a hateful look that caused an ache in my heart as Wren and Johan grabbed her shoulders preventing her from struggling as I placed it over the area of the scarf covering her nose, I gave her the answer to her question before she drifted off into unconsciousness. "Because I know you....Miwa." Her eyes widened at the mention of her name before fluttering close. ~Author's Note~ Wrong move Kalen😣😣 I don't think Miwa will appreciate this 😥😥 Votes and comments are truly appreciated 😊 😊

It absolutely can’t be! I throw the pieces that used to be my phone on the ground and howl so loudly that I can see the ground shake. I shift into Nero and let him take over. He takes off into the woods, running with a fury I have never seen. That fucker should be dead! He has taken what’s mine, and he will pay. ~Zahara~ The last few days have been amazing. Cory and I are marked and mated, and the bond is ridiculously strong. I can feel his feelings, and I love being so close to him. Sylas and Aria have enjoyed many evenings together. They have gotten to know each other intimately.