Zuko Jin Novels & Stories

"Mrs. Bell, I-I may have made a mistake. When that child was born, was there heavy rain and thunder at midnight?" Mom froze for a moment. "Yes, there was. I had a difficult birth, and there was thunder and rain." "Oh no!" Payton slapped his thigh loudly. "She's not a jinx. She has a hidden star in her fate!" "Hidden star?" Mom was confused. "A hidden star won't take away your good luck. It can bear bad luck!" Payton spoke rapidly, as if he needed to correct himself. "People born with this fate unknowingly absorb the misfortune of those close to them. She has to suffer for you to have good luck because she takes on all the bad luck herself!"

I was born with jinx speech, able to twist even good fortune into disaster. My mentor had sealed my powers in case I abused that ability, which would lead to bad karma. But now, I would take bad karma if it meant making Mark Stanley and Susan York pay for what they did! Still, Susan was furious from being hung up on and bombarded me with voice messages. "Do you think babysitting makes you a big deal, that the world has to suffer your tantrums because of that?! "A petty man like you doesn't even measure up to Mark's little finger!

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

Suddenly, Lucas heard a voice. He looked at the young lady before him. Lucas had previously met her outside of River-Approaching Base City; her name was Wendy Jin. Lucas and Wendy did not know each other too well, and thus, he was not willing to pay her any attention. "Senior, have you forgotten me? I'm Wendy Jin. I'm the leader of the Lightning Zombie Hunting Troop."

They are all rigid in their suits without forgetting their precious earpiece. Goodbye to the little liberty I had. I will be nineteen soon and I was finally planning to have a boyfriend this year but unfortunately, I've to say goodbye to that also. Adios Azure. He is my long run crush, the brother of my friend Didem. Azure and I have just started to get along and we were finally planning to hang out but now I can't get out. I can't put my life in danger. It's as if destiny wants me to be imprisoned in this house forever.

“Look, I don’t know anything about you. If you want to know more, like I said, go home.” Kenshi had a disappointed look on his face. She never really see this unless he was fighting someone. “I told you she didn’t know you.” To her surprise, Zed had showed up. But the voice, it isn’t Zed’s voice at all. Then another surprise came when Roya appeared. Mizuko couldn’t move and her round eyes were stuck at Roya. “Ro-Roya,” she muttered. The white Kebano turned to her, giving her that sassy stare. “Oh! I’m sorry, honey! I’m borrowing her body for the meantime. You see, Zhemier is not his self. That means we can’t force ourselves in and we need a host.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Shin walks away immediately as soon as he realized what just happen, there in the crowd with his big brother Ginji is Jenica, one of his big brother avid fan. She has the smell of sweet vanilla, plus his wolf surface and whispered the word mate confirming it. The girl though is two years younger than him, thus she does not know yet she is his mate.

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.