Arogan Mga Nobela at Kwento

ISABELLA "Happy birthday Isa" Caroline says hugging me with a smile. "Thank you" I reply returning the smile. "Here" She says extending a gift bag towards me and as I take it she looks for something else in her purse and when she finds it she says "and this one Andrew sent it to you." Giving me a beautiful little black velvet box with a silver ribbon wrapped around it, which clearly must have a piece of jewelry in it, I had told her that she didn't have to get me anything this year because she was away, but typical Andrew always goes against the grain.

He quickly shuffles back to the fridge, where he puts it under lock and key. “My apologies,” he staggers, moving back toward his workbench, putting some distance between him and us. “These were the files I was given on the rogues. You can go through them and see if you notice anything I missed.” He passes two manilla folders to us, one named *Rogue one, Sex: male, Age: 32* and the second *Rogue two, Sex: male, Age: 26*. “There are more, but these are the recent ones and with the most information.”

Nabasa niya ang nametag kaya alam niya ang pangalan ng dilag sa tabi niya. Mira saved his name naman as "Ar Rogant" , nasilip ni RJ ang pangalang sinave ng partner niya kasi mas matangkad siya dito. Nagtaka pa at nag isip ito, 'Rogant ang nilagay niyang apilyedo ko? Wow sounds foreigner!' Natuwa pa siya sa una, pero huli na nung magets niya yung pangalang sinave. Nakaalis na ang kanyang partner. 'Ar Rogant! Aro gant! Arrogant? Ay tangna naman ang Simang na to!"

BINTA I lived on a remote island on the coast of Lafiya called Rayuwa. Lafiya is a country made up of four states. Fili State, Ruwa State, Gona State and Daji state. Rayuwa is part of Daji State, and the capital of Daji is Duniya. The proximity of Rayuwa to Duniya is near. Lafiya is a developed country, but although Rayuwa is a part of Lafiya, it lacks civilisation, and because of this, it serves as a tourist attraction for Lafiya, generating millions in revenue. In Rayuwa, there were no schools, no electricity, or water supply. People usually fetched water from the streams or dug wells in their compounds. The lack of civilisation made it impossible for us to access proper medical care, and

"The Supermen." Dennis placed his right hand on the top of his desk and immediately, a green light ran through the glass and his palm. "Clearance approved," the AI announced and a section of the top slid open to bring up a black manila folder. He passed it to Megan. Project Olympus. That was the title on the folder. Opening it, Megan discovered that it was a collection of detailed information on Jay, Adolf and Kei: their physiological stats, power description and stats, even their medical history. Everything had been documented in details.

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

Alpha Ryu glared at me as he readjusted into his chair behind the desk. I had barely survived his sword of trust seconds ago, and he still had that look of rampage on his face. My heart kept pounding harder and harder every time I realized how strong his scent was around a 50-meter radius, and I was always closer to him than that. If not for the Deadly Fang pack dust and incense I had bought when I first intercepted the pack, I should be dead by now.

replied the guy made Ily's legs step back because the guy thrust his cigarette putung still burning in front of his face. "You smoke?! You know that in the school area it is forbidden to smoke!" said Ily, her eyes glanced towards the name tag that was on the guy's uniform. "Arjuno?" said Ily while reading the name tag of the guy in front of him. Arjuno Keenan Cakrawala? "Can you read it too?" said Juno then threw the origin of the cigarette putung that he had turned off his coals into the trash can and landed perfectly in.

“I would stand back if you’re going to watch. We are starting soon.” “I’m Ren’s assistant,” I tell him. He looks visibly surprised, tugging his glove off his hand to shake mine. He looks boyishly handsome. He has shimmering blonde hair that glows under the midday sunlight. No wonder the girls have been gushing. Especially with his warm brown eyes. “Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Nik, I’m the manager of this lot,” he tells me, motioning over his shoulder at the others who seem unfazed at my presence.