Orihemia felt herself melting back in her mind as her mark warmed. Unohana sensing the change backed away slowly to observe. Orihemia watched her hands and heard her new voice as a member of the audience of one. "No water earth air không gian hoặc time may stop me from my desires, open all to me for the one I call mother and her mate." Her hands pushed as if to open a door way and then through the không gian and snagged the object of her desires. Byakuya found himself in Unohana's room with Orihemia standing back her eyes locking onto his and for a moment were not hers but another's. "Do not touch her....

Mayouri looked at the brain he kept from Nemu. The creature had vast power, the only thing thêm so was the cage....Nemu could have that power...but none of the other jems had held such a creature. Just trinkets compared to that pearl....but if he couldn't have the pearl, this Drako's Hoard would do. Perhaps they knew how to unlock the cage. hoặc how to extract the power within. Yes he needed one of the hoard, anyone of them would do. He licked his lips in anticipation.
Mira woke sweating profusely. The hình ảnh still swimming in her head. Getting up she swayed and nearly Mất tích her meager dinner....

Jamie sighed and stretched as she walked trang chủ with Ichigo.
"Why did bạn push me away? Why haven't bạn let me near you? I'm stronger than bạn think." Jamie put her hands in her pockets and looked at her feet as she plodded tiếp theo to him. He was about to haul her into an alley and make her tell him when she answered. "Do bạn know how many people I've had to watch die? I'm over 3000 years old Ichigo, forever stuck undying. Forever never getting older then 16. 16....I marched in numerous wars killed countless for beliefs at times I couldn't make heads hoặc tails of. Laid on battlefields crushed bởi horses,...

In this past two years I have Mất tích my house that my husband of nearly now 23 years and I built paycheck to paycheck 20 plus years cách đây to a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy the week after I Mất tích my grandfather. Thankfully all but our beloved pets were unfortunately killed. Our church wonderfully came to our rescue since Obama decided to play Kiss đít, mông, ass to the UN so we could not rebuild as we did back then. Our dear friend and architect that basically with the aid of his son built our wonderful house died in a car accident two weeks before we moved in which was Halloween. After all that we believed our luck could not get...

The car put on its high beams and ran straight for them. Byakuya twisted the wheel to avoid the car but the other vehicle mirrored his movements and then suddenly put itself across both lanes. Jamie knew there was only one option, the steep, deep ditch and at their speed there wasn't much to do. She flung out her wings as they went over the side. The wings made for a roof that was impenetrable as the car rolled over and over and over one thêm time to land upside down in a winding ankle deep run off stream that with rain would not remain ankle deep for long. The lead thug swore as he seen his...

Byakuya walked into the garden feeling suddenly lonely. He thought of his Hisana and paused. Looking at his mother's cây an odd memory came to him. A girl with long red hair bounced lively and carefree among its branches, while he struggled to follow. He had done this many times each time was indeed faster but never fast enough. Never like her, pausing. He followed her graceful movements barely moving a branch as she lit on one to another. His mouth dropping open as he had never seen anything so beautiful.
"Marry me." The girl suddenly fell backwards almost passing him. He snatched her arm,...

Byakuya sat at his bàn đọc the slight leather bound book, making notes when it fit Drako's Hoard. When he was done he looked at his notes coming to the only conclusion anyone would make. Drako's Hoard were the smiths they were hunting....he frowned bending his head in thought. It wasn't right and though Captain Zuraki could not remember who they were. He had remembered that the leader had đã đưa ý kiến to tell her grandfather she had no plans on taking the throne. He shook his head. Why use the Soul Society to assassinate a member of the royal family? Especially one that did not want the title....

B4 bạn read my idea bạn should read where I got my idea from. It's is bởi the tác giả Qire.

Louie healed Jean's shoulder before he took her back. "Why? Tell me why. What did I do?" Jean cried as he eased her tear streamed face into his own shoulder. Louie only tightened his grip, his emotions far too hot to be comforting. On his arrival to her apartment they were confronted bởi a well dressed young woman with a warm smile that turned into concern as they neared. "Is everything alright?" Louie nodded. " Just a little over tired. That's all. Excuse us." The young woman stepped aside, but did not...