Bungo Stray Dogs Naomi Novels & Stories

Grabbing the handle, I pulled it open and then turned around in his direction, “Tighten the security.” “Where are you heading?” he asked again. This time around, I didn't have a choice but to tell him, else he was going to be on my neck, “I’m going to seek help from Alpha Jethro.” “Okay. I will be here waiting.” Nodding, I banged the door shut and then hurried through the hallway. My reason for visiting Dragonmoon Pack wasn't because I wanted to see Alpha Jethro, rather Naomi. Since she has refused to respond to my text I felt it was necessary I go see her in person and Beta Richard did nothing but to pave the way for me when he made mention of the rogues.

She chose to live with me and refused to leave with Vincent. I felt so happy to the extent my wolf named Leo interacted with me saying,“Being a while I felt you this happy.” “You are right Leo, I know we don't have a destined mate, but there are these feelings I feel whenever I am close to Naomi. She chose not to leave, but to stay with me.” “It is a good score for us both.” He said, and then he stopped talking. Finally, I will get to be with her without forcing her as usual.

Settled inside with the partition down between us and Jeff, the driver calls back to me, "Ma'am, where are we heading to this evening?" "Oh, um, it's Mila, and Hotel Sorella at the City Centre." Jeff raises the glass, leaving me and Mr. Masters alone in the dimly lit space. "Mila. That's a beautiful name. I'm sorry I haven't given you mine. I'm Tyler." He leans over, extending his hand. When I reach out to shake it, he gently kisses my knuckles, never breaking eye contact. I smile broadly. "It's nice to meet you, Tyler."

With Naomi passed out in my arms, I hurry down the stairs and straight to my car. — " What happened?" Antonio asks as we stand outside Naomi's hospital room while we watch her through the small window in her room. She's been administered treatment and she's unconscious, with a bandage around her head. " She was in an accident." " What?" " Yeah. And I guess Bianca kidnapped her and I don't know the rest of the story. Before I got there Naomi was crying and there was a dead woman." " Who was the dead woman?" " Bianca. Or if you wanna call her by her real name Gianna." I say, sighing as I turn to the doctor who's just stepping out of Naomi's room.

Don Falcon. He stopped exactly one meter in front of Naomi, who sat limply on the ground. His gaze was cold, devoid of any trace of human emotion, while a faint, contemptuous smile curved at the corner of his lips. Naomi stared back at him with profound hatred, a kind of rage she had never experienced in her life. "I'll go with you... I won't run," Naomi said, her voice trembling violently as she struggled to hold back her tears and anger. "Just don't hurt Mrs. Lydia anymore. Let someone come and get her."

Naomi’s eyes quivered. It wasn’t expected. The close aide of the overlord approved of her as well. “Yeah, it is. You have Elijah. Now, get away from her.” Another voice interrupted them as she pushed Samuel’s face harshly to the back. Samuel jumped backward and scoffed. “No fun.” “Yeah, yeah.” The white werewolf extended her hand kindly to Naomi. “Your name is Naomi Skywalker, right?” Naomi was dumbfounded. Her mind was cut in two by the sudden close proximity of the close aide of the Overlord.

He blinks up at me, calm, his tiny frame pressed against me like he's decided I am responsible for him now. I take a step toward the doors, intending to call out to them, but Naomi is already crossing the lot, Sophie’s small hand looped around hers. The distance builds faster than my voice. The traffic outside is heavy, headlights jumping from one lane to another. Chasing them down would look reckless. Desperate. She didn’t look back. She didn’t hesitate, either. I adjust the dog in my arms. His heartbeat pulses against my palm, quick, but steady. Reality cuts through the noise in my head:

Amanda slid the phone away from her ear, her grip around her purse and phone together as she watched Damon's car disappear up the highway. “I'm going to make you regret this, Damon! I promise, I'll make you regret this!” she gritted under her breath. *** Lunch went by in a blur for Naomi; she couldn't stomach anything from the canteen. All she wanted was for the day to be done. As soon as the alarm went off, Naomi was out the door, heading home. If she could get there before he did, she wouldn't have to deal with him. She'd pretend to be asleep.

asked Naomi who was shaken strongly by Benny, "No need to... how about your freelance work, have you finished it?" She shook her head. Luckily his father warned her because she also just remembered that she had a deadline in the afternoon. With an unwilling heart, Naomi lift her head, "Okay... but dad, be careful..." she said to which Benny nodded. The two of them helped each other to tidy up and put the meatballs into Benny's cart. After everything was done, Naomi went to shower. After she finished showering, she went back into her room and opened her laptop. She returned to work on the deadline this afternoon. ****

“Don’t worry. We’ll find a way to save her.” Inside a roughcast house in the suburbs... Two dogs were barking and baring their teeth outside of the house. Naomi’s cries could be heard from the house. Three men pinned her on the floor, and one of them was tearing her clothes off. She tried to fight back, and her eyes were filled with despair.