Inazuma eleven Black magic (On Hold)
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Last published Wed, Jul 10, 2019
You all know that story about a normal girl and the badboy? Yeah, not compeltely this
Girl: Raven. A normal girl who lives on earth, or at least she looks normal. In reality she is a bad ass fighter, soccer player and teenage girl.
Raven her live has always been very hectic. Even so hectic she has to move to Japan. She ends up at a school with a soccer team led by coach Fudou. There she meets the badboy and team captain Hakuryuu.
''Cmonn little dragon. You and I both know you want this. You just have to overome your fear and do it. Besides, you can have me to0 if you want.'' His warm hand traces my collarbones and ends up at my heart. I can almost feel myself getting lost in his eyes.
P.s, slow editing thanks to school
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She steps past me, hips swaying deliberately, pulling me in like a predator. Her helmet is fixed forward but her voice stalks me like a shadow no amount of light can take away. Slowly, deliberately, she slides her slender gloved hand down the cool metal tab of her fireproof suit. Her fingers curl around the zipper by her throat. With a tug, it dips lower over her chest. The neckline plunges into shadow, nothing hiding her recklessness. I lean in and press my fingers to the collar of her suit, and slowly drag them to the dip underneath her belly button where the zipper ends. She tenses suddenly, her breath catching. "You wanna flirt, fine," I say. "Beauty might buy you an audience, but it won't buy you speed." I slowly drag the zipper back up. "Maybe I want someone to call it," She says silkily. I bridge the ever-closing gap between us, my voice barely a thread. "Then stop hiding behind helmets, Angel." -------------------------------------------- Even through the thick smoke, the helmet, and the roar of the engines, he can't take his eyes off her. Not 𝙀𝙡𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚, the composed girl with the gentle eyes and kind smile. 𝙑𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮. The ghost who races like a warning, the myth with steel in her veins. The one who's been haunting the streets and humiliating his crew, one win at a time. And he's obsessed.
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