Foe の小説・ストーリー

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She pressed the bell and waited. "Who is that?" The voice of a young boy shouted from inside, hurried steps were heard and the door was pulled open. "Meeko who is that?" A lady voice shouted from inside. Meeko stared up at Amanda and Alex, his baby blue eyes looking at them, his face scrunched up as he stared at them. "I do not know you," he said, then turned to face inside. "Ma, it's strangers!" He yelled and shut the door running back inside.

Which cannot be dammed. Fero really wants to make Yuna his own in its entirety.

Mac–POV My wolf bristled with irritation all week, grumbling that Yuri had to be with the dragon guy instead of us. Our mission was to locate a rare onyx stone situated in the Norman city of Fae. To be honest, it was an absolute pain in the ass; the Fae were less than helpful when it came to finding a shop that supposedly sold this rare stone. After wrangling with Fae bandits, a detour that squandered four precious days, and meandering through various cities, I finally found myself standing outside the shop. I had anticipated a small, decrepit wooden building like most Fae establishments, but I found a boutique teeming with jewelry on display and eerily devoid of customers – a sight uncommon

“No, what does it mean?” “Lucy is one of the Cambions, the half demons, the ones prophcied to kill the Nephilim.” Ornais pointed out, staring off. Daniel had no idea what he was talking about. He knew about the prophecy but he never really paid attention to what it really said. All he knew was that if he managed to fuck up collecting Abigial’s soul Azazel, Abaddon, and Lucifer would have not only his head but Elizabeths as well. Now that the deal with the Seven was secure, Daniel no longer had to play their little game.

Hunter Pov Maingat na inilapag ko sa ibabaw ng kama ang walang malay na si Zeph. Nawalan siya ng malay hindi dahil sa takot sa kanyang pagkakahulog mula sa mataas na puno kundi dahil sa tuklaw ng ahas na Venomous. Ang ahas na iyon ang bantay sa prutas ng amanpulo. Naiiba ang ahas na ito dahil masyadong mahaba at mabilis itong kumilos. Nakita ni Zeph ang mahabang dila ng ahas ngunit natitiyak ko na hindi niya nakita at naramdaman na tinuklaw siya nito. Isa pa iyon sa katangian ng ahas na Venomous. Sa sobrang bilis ng galaw nito ay hindi nararamdaman ng tao na nakagat na pala ito ng ahas. Masyadong makamandag ang ahas na ito. Ngunit mabuti na lamang na ang juice ng prutas na amanpulo ay antido

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

He has never felt like being prey before, but with Solana right before his eyes, there are no words to explain what he is feeling. Foire is still focused on channelling all his fire in one place, just like Elliot, he was pumped up getting all angsty that Solana is the better one it just made him want to capture her more. Having to capture Solana means a lot to him compared to what these bastards think. Elliot is fighting for pleasure, Blair is fighting because she has nothing to do, Illac isn't fighting because he's got no audience, but Foire is fighting like his life already depends on it. Capture that Velvela is all he could think about, eliminate those who stands in his way.

ACE If there was one place I hated more than my very own home, it was the fucking hospital. From the white vinyl floors to the pungent odor of disinfectant that had my nostrils burning, I hated it all. But what I hated the most—what instantly became my pet peeve—was their stupid fucking rules. I was good and ready to threaten whoever I needed to but Jericho held me back. He didn't even have to do it physically or use words. It was a simple glare, one that reminded me of how our mother used to use the very same glare to chastise me during my childhood.