Asunas Novels & Stories

he uttered before leaving the facility only five minutes after entering. James, who was already managing everything for Eros, groaned in irritation. He clenched his jaw before stomping his way to the laboratory. This should only take a few hours before the result shows. KEISHA stood by the window of her apartment, alone. The assassin she made an alliance with has already left but he will be back in a few hours… to execute their plans. She was feeling anxious if this would even work in her favor. Minutes turned to hours and he finally arrived again. "You look… beaten up," Daimon commented, looking at the way Keisha put on her makeup.

Sloan demanded getting pissed off “ My name is Asa Carter , Ryan Reynolds's love and mother of his daughter .” she answered in a proud tone . “ And what do you want me to for you ? How is it any of my business ? ” Sloan rasped immediately in a harsh tone . “ Quit blabbing if you don't want your son Rodney McMullen dead in the next thirty minutes . ” Asa threatened In a dead hoarse voice . “ What are you — ” “ I'll text you the address.” Asa interrupted hanging up first . Sloan quickly dash into the house . She picked her car keys and heads for the garage .

Luna uttered. Wanting to tease her, Bartram folded his arms and leaned back against the chair. “What if Assy turns out to be Emmett? They both have green eyes.” Luna frowned. “They don't even look alike; Assy had a redhead. He had long hair and blue eyes.” “If you say so.” Bartram studied with his daughter. “What would you do if Assy came back?" “I'm going to kill him!” Luna announced. Bartram was taken aback. “What?"

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

I wanted to argue back, say a thing or two against it, but the words didn't seem to come out as a lump stuck in my throat by how easily she could read us… “Don’t worry, I will not tell anyone. Your secret is safe with me, Pup.” Red lips smiled back at me when the doc reassured me about that, while I was still too stunned to talk. “Just make sure that he eats and sleeps well, and I promise you that I will not tell anyone about it,” Doctor Asuna was still as nice as I could remember from my childhood. “However, I can't say the same if something happens to him and I suspect it was you trying to get rid of your unwanted Mate.” “I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!” Surprisingly, I argued back then, not believ

"A covert team will be assembled to move toward the borders of the Outlands. They will learn how these hunters cross our territory unseen and uncover the passage they use to flee undetected." A murmur of approval rippled through the chamber, but Orion's gaze did not shift from the man leaning casually against the far wall, arms folded, eyes alight with arrogant ease. "Iver." His voice cut through the murmurs, and silence fell again. "You caught one alive. Tell me, Iver, are you certain it was a Hunter at all? Or did you drag in some frightened rat and call it victory?"

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Jack said, sliding to Susan’s cover, body between her and the world. Her eyes found him under the lenses. Judgment. Hope. Refusal to cry. “Jack McCormack. ASIO,” he said, offering a hand that looked too calm to be lying. “We’re getting you out.” “Who are they?” she whispered. “People who care a lot about what you know,” he said. “Move.” He pushed her toward Sonja’s orbit. Sonja put one hand on the small of Susan’s back, the other up in a stop sign that meant, Do not be brave without permission. The world around them was a dropped tray of lives, clattering.