Abo Knot Novels & Stories

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".

“They were aiming for you.” It wasn’t a question. “They were,” Sabe confirmed, his voice tight with pain. He watched as Anton tore open a packet of hemostatic gauze with his teeth, his hands, usually so steady in a boardroom, now trembling with a terrifying, focused energy. “Take the jacket off,” Anton commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“We agreed not to allow another woman from Muzagah to be sacrificed to the gods of the Suramite to pacify them for Habeb’s sins. We believed that the gods will destroy us if we grant the prince his request. Believe me, my son; I cannot wish to achieve wealth by sacrificing sweet Banabella to Moguzule, that merciless god. Never! She is my daughter. Later, we called out the six girls to spot out the genuine one. It was an easy task. The girls gathered themselves shyly and stood before us for scrutiny. Banabella stepped out. At first, she tried prevaricating; but when scolded by the King to speak only the truth, she said things that were similar to what the prince had said. There were no contra

Not enough to cut my skin, but enough that I immediately knew there was no escaping it. "Vincenzo..." I hated how small my own voice sounded. "Please." I hate begging. I hate begging a man. “Please. Please. Please.” He crouched in front of me and reached for my ankles. Real panic began settling into my stomach. "No." I jerked my legs away. He caught them effortlessly. "I said no!" The ropes wrapped around my ankles with the same mechanical precision. Tight. Secure. Final. My breathing had already started becoming uneven before he reached into his pocket and unfolded a strip of cloth.

“You don’t talk much, do you?” I shook my head, my eyes darting at Carlo. His gaze pierced mine like he was daring me to say something bad about him to his girlfriend. “By the way, I’m Avery,” she said calmly, still holding my arm. “You are the only young woman around here who I can talk to so I really hope you get to be friends during our stay here.” I nodded. We entered the boutique with Avery still holding my arms. She was acting so cozy despite the fact that she was actually dating a man who was most likely involved in kidnapping and sex trafficking.

Ofu replied. “There must be something wrong with this path. It is filled with stupid insects that loves sticking to someone’s foot. Are you sure that father did not make a mistake when he was describing this path to you?” Abuo asked. Abuo raised his hands and slapped an ant that was piercing his knee cap. He hissed as he watched the ant fall to the ground. “You are slowly becoming like Ato. If your mouth is not talking about how tired you are, you must complain about insects. If it is not insects, it is hunger. I am just tired of your constant complaints,” Ofu said.

“Idiot! Shuji Kubota was filled with disdain. Naturally, a cornered beast like Aliya Patel was nothing but a joke to him. ‘She believes that she can change the world with rage and courage… ‘How naive! ‘What a joke! Shuji stood still when he swung his sword forward. “Swallow Raze! “It’s the Abito Way’s killer move!” The gentleman on the ground was excited. He probably would not be that exhilarated even if his father was reborn somehow.