Novel & Cerita Bernard Brave New World

"We were just surprised. Wait, Mr. Bernard-" "Just call me papa," Bernard cut in quickly. "Okay, papa. Are you serious about giving me a suite apartment?" Arleena asked later. Upon hearing Arleena's question, Bernard laughed. Bernard was amused to see how Arleena reacted. "Why are you reacting like that?" asked Bernard as he shook his head. Arleena couldn't control her awkwardness at all. Even though she already knew Bernard and was quite close during her friendship with Hugo, Arleena still felt that a suite-type apartment unit was an excessive gift.

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

said Dante, closely watching Jon's facial expressions and body movements. "Unfortunately, no. Although some say that seeing it in person could be overwhelming, but instead of death and suffering, I see Van Gogh's paintings as inspiring, knowing how they changed how we see the world." Dante frowned, seemingly disappointed. "Are you familiar with the works of John Nash? Search for his painting – We Are Making a New World." Jon did as he was told and saw the painting of a sunrise over a landscape of muddy terrain and barren tree trunks. "Sunrise. Always seen as a symbol of hope, but that sunrise revealed the death and destruction brought by war. So, what kind of a new world are we making?" aske

Bernard sneered as he began to glow and exude a strange fragrance. The wind howled and whirled. Bernard waved his broken arm, and the wind whistled. His severed arm healed instantly, and the muscles formed nearly perfect lines with no signs of injury. The needle Chad used on Bernard popped out and lodged in the wall. Bernard was no longer the skinny, old hag. He became younger. "I've learned the Human Flesh Sanctification. The fragrance is the sign of the sanctification of human flesh!" Chad became alert and looked at Bernard wearily.

the secretary asked. Bernard held out one finger and said, “One word, poison!” “Poison?” “Exactly, similar to how Eveline was created, I want to use poison on this child as well. I want to poison this child with the same poison that we poisoned Daniel and Giovani with.”

He concluded rubbing his palms together with a little mischievous smile on his face. He definitely was in his elements and enjoyed doing his job. The weight of his words settled heavily on my shoulders. “Keep me updated,” I said as I stood. “And Ultra, make it quick.” “Understood.” My next stop wasn’t planned. As I drove, unease settled over me. Loose ends were everywhere, Araceli’s safety, Caleb’s scheming, Freya’s betrayal. I needed answers, and I needed them today. Stepping into the lobby of Bernard’s office, I was greeted by the familiar scent of polished wood and leather. Bernard sat at his desk, his usual pristine appearance slightly undone with his sleeves rolled up.

Marcus’s POV I and Bernard were still glaring at ourselves in silence when one of the high-ranking elders rose to his feet, his eyes glinting with curiosity and amusement. “If it is combat you want, then surely Alpha Bernard would have no problem granting your request,” he declared, his voice calm yet firm. “After all, he has led many wars while you rot away in the human world.” Murmurs rippled through the courtroom and I smiled at the word he used. “Rot?” I thought to myself, did they really think I will go into another world and forget my primal instinct. I shook my head slightly with a chuckle.

"Bernard smoked a cigarette and replied calmly. Then, he pointed to a stone beside him and sat down first." "Meanwhile, Nathaniel didn't hesitate either and sat down after walking over." "Now that Nathaniel was looking at Bernard closely, the latter seemed quite similar to Laborn. However, he looked like an ordinary child because of his mother's genes. However, it didn't mean that he was not powerful just because he didn't have an outstanding appearance. Well, if Bernard was doing all this for the greater good, he could've helped many people. What a pity indeed!"

Bernard began to ask. I nodded. Bernard had many abilities, but reading minds was always his favorite. He can’t read the minds of other elders, but he can read the minds of any human and any vampire. It was a cool ability and was very useful at times. The goddess Nyx gifted him well. But at that moment, Bernard leaned in, his eyes locked on mine, and he said, “I can’t read Tessa’s.”

The walls were growing, the stone shifting and warping as if the entire tenement was being absorbed into Kael’s expanding armor. "He's not fighting them," Bernard whispered, his voice trembling with a mixture of awe and terror. "He's terraforming them." Kael raised his arms, and the violet light from the lanterns erupted, pouring into him in a torrent of pure, unadulterated pain. He felt his humanity fraying at the edges, a thread snapping in the wind. He could see Julian through the gap in the trapdoor—the look of betrayal, the fear, the realization that the boy he knew was already dead.