Bare Su Novels & Stories

A neatly trimmed beard framed his face, making him look less like a businessman and more like the final boss in a video game. Then there were his eyes. Amber. Not warm amber. The kind that belonged to wolves lurking in the dark. They weren't angry. That would've been easier. They were calm. The terrifying kind of calm that made me think this man had never once raised his voice because he never needed to. A black suit hugged his broad shoulders as if it had been stitched onto him. Not a wrinkle. Not a loose thread. Even his watch probably cost more than my entire existence. He didn't wear power.

Claude replied. “Someone made a Buster Sword that is made out of Iridium … He was the first wielder of the Akuma, and he was pursued.” Claude added. [November 6, 1166; Metamorphic Era – Past | Blanc Forest - Salsy, Meccichuzan (5:01)] “Halt!” a scream of a Soldier. A man is being chased in the forest, it was a pursuit of the soldiers and this man. Suddenly, the man stopped in one of the trees. Everyone is exhausted and they are heavily breathing.

"You'll do fine, Kamara." Busiswa assured me through the phone . I was already imagining the worst case scenario. Waking up late. Forgetting my name when asked to introduce myself to the class, tripping and falling flat on the floor in the hall ... Making a huge mess of things with my silence. Being too weird to fit in . Oh, I could go on and on.

It gives me chill. I went out and found Zander on a mint green sleeves at the small counter having a good chat with the old lady. It fitted him perfectly, I went near them and I could hear him calling the lady Sarah. He looks almost good except his untidy face. I really don’t like his thick beard that almost hid his neck. “I see that Mrs. Sarah found you a good sleeve. You just need to shave a bit” ,fixing his collar. “You look perfect together, I miss my husband.” , Giggling while she says those words.

not like this. To Be Continued...

(Sasu) “Oh….Nice to meet you Sosa..” “It’s an Honour to served you…Sire President…”. (Sosa) He looks extremely determined and also very nervous in front of me. The reason that I can determined the vary identities of a Shadow Beaver Clan was because of the natural birthmark on their flat tails. Every single individual were different, it was like their finger prints, Sasu had a crescent moon birth mark, as for Sosa was the full moon birth mark.

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