Aqualad Kaldur'ahm Novels & Stories

"And besides, you’re the perfect person for this job. You can easily walk up to him and pretend you’re sorry. Act a little dramatic while apologizing. Make it look real—beg for his forgiveness, act like you regret the way you’ve treated him. Just follow my instructions exactly, and boom! Once you tap him on the back with the powdered hand, leave the rest to the demons." Bright flinched immediately. "Ah! Demons?" His face twisted in fear. Kunle rolled his eyes. "Listen to me carefully," he said in a low, serious tone. "My grandfather was the chief priest of Oshun, the water goddess. Swimming runs in our blood—we move through water like fish. But this powder… this is something different. This

Alpha Kilhan uttered with a chuckle. She stepped out from behind Drex with a large grin on her face. “Nice to meet you.” She said as she approached me, and to my greatest surprise, she planted kisses on my cheeks. I wasn’t expecting that. “Nice to meet you too,” I answered, smiling equally. I loved her too! She seemed like a very nice lady, and she was also very beautiful. “And these are Nelson, Benjamin, and Oliver.” Alpha Kilhan added, walking past them as he spoke. “They are the Gammas.”

I nod, “We are heading to my home here in Monaco, but I don’t live in the city, too much noise and bustling, I live on an island, there you will sign the needed documents, then we will speak further, understood? He raises a brow at me, his eyes now covered by his dark shades again, protecting his eyes from the blinding sun. I nod, following him, it’s not hard to spot his yacht, it’s the biggest in the dock, but that’s not what makes it his, its fully a glossy black yacht, with FALCONE written boldly in gold at the side of the yacht. “here” he grabs my hand helping me unto the yacht I look around wondering why he’s suddenly acting like a gentleman after walking quickly behind him, without him

Back at barely hearing the conversation of the two men, back at letting her tears slowly fall from her cheeks and to the water, creating ripples and distorting her beautiful reflection. Then, a voice called out her name, a bit quiet at first, but it grew louder and louder each time her name was called. But when she turned, she suddenly fell into the water and a splash was heard, but Auria was much too tired to be startled at this point. She is much too tired to worry about her well-being. In truth, she would rather drown in the water and be with John, wherever John is. She would rather meet that kind of end than live in a world where she is not with her lover.

I turn my head in her direction to see what has Henry so spooked and find Jamari’s eyes blazing with the fires of Hell as she glares at Henry. “You will have to explain me to how this Levi fellow gained control of the Demon Realm while his father was still alive, my Queen.” Henry says, pushing himself from the forest floor and bowing down to her in respect. “The name is Adam and I am at your service, your Highness.” He tells her, lifting from his bow.

Chapter 11 Arthur’s POV Justin screams as she collides hard with the water. No one is approaching to help her. They all stand, watching her struggle. Some are even laughing. That’s why Oliver says humans are heartless, and their children inherit this habit. Ainsley’s face grin as Justin slowly stops struggling. I can’t stand here and watch this. I take off my shirt, there’s no time to take off the rest of my clothes, so I dive into the water, fast.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Just him. Just me. The warmth of the water and the steady thrum of two hearts finding rhythm again.

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

"Ah, no. Getting their pictures is not easy. They live quiet lives and you hardly see them speaking in public but I have their names, Harriot Hamilton and Dana Hamilton. That's all for now." "Alright, thank you." "I'll call you when I have more information on them." Gabriel said and hung up. Philip sat down and sighed, his breath was heavy and his mind was roaming around his past. He had heard those names before. The Hamiltons were not new names to him, he just couldn't find a way to fix the pieces. Clara stepped inside Mr. Ayomide's office, dressed moderately. She smiled as she shook his hands and sat down. "Clara Hamilton, it is nice to see you." Mr. Ayomide said.