Romans & histoires Xebec One Piece

He subconsciously cursed, as he hurriedly felt his back for his spear. Bam!! He stared wide-eyed, as a huge megalodon exobeast swam away after successfully attacking and trying to eat them. “Damn!!” He cursed again. “They are dropping us into the sea.” His small heart was already faltering. This was his first time seeing a sea exobeast up close. “What kind of shuttle is this? How can it be so strong? Why the hell did an exobeast try to attack them?” He asked this series of questions in succession, as he turned to look at the Captain.

He clicked his fingers, summoning his Alphas stele and handed it over. Sebestian took it gratefully, activating his wings. He sighed with relief when he felt his energy replenish. It wasn't perfect but it was the only solution available. He glanced up at his mates glowing eyes, watching his every movement with fascination as he bounced on his dick. "What does this one do?" Allen asked, pointing to the rune on his mates right hip. "It's my wings" Sebestian gasped out. "Activate it," Allen said with a glint in his eye, this could be interesting, he thought with a grin. "What about this one?" he asked, brushing his fingers over Sebestian right shoulder.

How can one small stream stop a giant baboon? The answer, apparently, was that it didn't. Evy saw the monster baboon jump high and landed behind her, crushing trees as he touches down. Its breath being breezed down on her back "YAAAKKKK!" Evy dodges to the left while attempting not to get caught by its hands. Attempting to put some distance between them, it would try its hardest to block her path, again and again, keeping her in a loop. Evy had to move fast not to get captured but she was getting tired. The longer this continues the more energy she has to put on her muscle.

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

If things went south, she might run out again, but at least she wouldn’t be able to run very far in a tiny dress of hers showing off her long, tanned legs. The harbor was deserted for four blocks and I didn’t need to be subtle any longer, so I hoisted her over my shoulder. She felt so light in my arms. I jostled her up higher on my shoulder and hiked with her up the ramp. The water below us rippled, reflecting the moonlight on the waves. My nostrils flared at the salty scent of sea air and fish stink which lingered. The crew knew better than to ask me any questions, and the captain saluted me when I stepped on board.

Ellie clutched a sodden map, her knuckles white. “Brazil. Scotland. Japan. Egypt. Rome,” she muttered, scanning Voss’s scribbled notes. “They’re waking up everywhere. All at once.” Dr. Voss tightened the ropes of the sail. Her face was pale but determined. “The Chimera was never singular. It was a herald. And heralds are never alone.” Cerebus stood at the bow, fur plastered by rain, three heads scanning the darkness. Alpha was still. Beta watched the horizon. Gamma growled at the storm.

Valerie stated as she handed her the freshly baked cookies she had made and smiled at her before sitting down on the couch. ‘Mrs. Nettle, I got some ice cream.' ‘Good evening, Mrs. Nettle, I also bought some egg tart.' ‘Mrs. Nettle, I ordered some pizza.' Mrs. Nettle giggles as she recalls how every time Valerie eats dinner with them, she always buys something as an exchange, which she thinks is kind of cute. Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun.'

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

Medaline and I were princesses and Phoebe was a badass werewolf with a lot of experience and not to mention PhD at 21 smart. "Well be careful, you're a little rusty," I said quietly, earning a sharp glare. "Watch it, I can still ground you," I scratched my head and turned to the girls, shrugging my shoulders while I mouthed, 'age'. They nodded in agreement. "I don't understand, why is he walking around like a sim or an npc," Phoebe said, staring at my father. Suddenly Xerxes screamed while falling to his knees, he gripped his head tightly. His eyes transitioned from black to silver like a glitch in a horror movie.