Romans & histoires Odd Eroaka

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

she turned wildly on the spot, frantically looking around “W-where Lena! Where!” Lena gently grasped her arms “Calm down Dawnie”, she said “the Green Man is a forest god which means he will be in some place like a park or a forest or….” she trailed off, her brown eyes drifting towards the orchard that they’d parked across from “Oh, that’s clever”, she breathed, staring at the name: Viridios. Dawn followed her gaze “They wouldn’t be so brazen”, she remarked.

"... I know, I am Anesidora, Dora for 4 people but Mister Carper for the others, E-Rank Avatar... Shaman." Faces filled with doubt and astonishment. Erick giggled and Leon put a hand to his face. "Is this a joke? Those 3 are E-rank? What the hell? Mister Kraim you want us to team up with under-leveled people?!" "I was sure that there were more than this... And you are the one who requested them. Miss Eryl, I don't want to teach you how to be an examiner but..." "I know, but I told you not to worry, the kingdom knows what it does. Those 3 are E-ranks but don't underestimate the abnormal nature of Avatars."

he added smiling as he hop off the Chopper. " Yonaha Maehama Beach is one of the best-known beaches on Miyako Island and is said to be the most beautiful white sand beach of the East. The fine powder snow-like sandy beach stretches for seven kilometers as the beauty of the gradational blue ocean extending to the horizon takes your breath away." A stranger suddenly said while smiling at me, I did likewise. " He is going to be our tour guide." Jerk said which made me nod. " Nice to meet you, sir, " I said and offer a handshake which he accepted." Just call me Jiro, that is short for tanjiro" He said. He looks more like a native Japanese but his English was foreign, his pronunciation is on poin

To say that she was confused would be an exaggeration. “What is this place?” Amaka’s voice echoed. The crunch under their feet made Ejima tighten her fist on the sling dangling on her waist. There were dried bones everywhere, skulls of men and beasts and certainly children. She was right, this was a cave, not of stones but of bones and grasses. Skulls lined the walls, adding more horror to each stride they took. “Iworo.” Uche said and when Ejima thought he was not going to continue, he added, “Once known as Death’s eponym. It was first built by Gruchi, an old wizard who served the kingdom, not for money or power, but blood.”

She told Iero. Iero curiously looked at Mahi who is the same height as him. “You… can speak!” he exclaimed as he looked at Mahi with his eyes wide in surprise. Both Laila and Aiesa laughed when they heard what Iero said. Iero really thought that Mahi was a doll! “Yes.” Mahi nodded as his dark eyes looked at Iero’s bright eyes. Iero gasped in surprise, before he brightly smiled. “Hello!” he greeted and took Mahi’s hand to shake it. “My name is Iero!” he told him.

Jerome Jayden continued his monolog inside the quagmire of his mind and consideration again. Not wrong anymore… I’m dead certain this one is Erito… Erito is famous with his cool, sharp, and direct eyesight. He seldom talks and smiles, especially to the people he doesn’t know well. That makes him become an icy, cool, attractive, charming as well as gorgeous figure in front of most gay boys and most girls in Paul’s school over there. “Hey! We’re going to have our lunch soon… Stop giving Eriwan your sandwiches, snacks or bread which aren’t tasty!” shouted Victor Jaleco with his slightly higher voice tone.

HARD. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?

" Esei walks out. A door slide open. Historia and Eragon walks in. "Ok, I am going to make this a quick battle? Said Eragon. Eragon on a white T-shirt, black pants standing in front of a structure similar to a Japanese dojo. The floor was made with fine brown wood, five rectangular medium size windows, a rectangular light brown wooden structures with wooded swords. Historia braided her hair to a red punk Dutch braid matching her eyes. She is in a white t-shirt and blue pants. she picks a wooden sword and breaks it into two twin blade. "Hmmph, interesting," Eragon speaks.

I questioned him bluntly and heard him snicker. “The simple answer is yes,” he replied and started to walk backward in front of me down the sidewalk. I pinched my lips together from his answer because it seemed like Mister Draeger had no redeeming qualities. “Eros is a diamond in the rough. He has a caring side, but few rarely get a glimpse of it,” he said absentmindedly, and I furrowed my brow.