Novel & Cerita Characters In I Am Number Four

"No problem. number thirteen agreed. Having someone else agree with her other than Lucia made her happy. And so the four girls began the search for number fourteen, as they began to search, Lucia was restless and withdrawn. "I told you she is not here, you just exhausted me more." number four lamented bitterly as she sat down on the floor. "I'm doing this no more, I give up complete." Number thirteen felt she had been dragging her feet for too long. She moved towards the empty room."Wait, what is this place? it's knob looks different and secluded from others." number thirteen continued moving towards the door that housed number fourteen body. She asked as Lucia and number one gathered around

What is even stranger still is that I know Theo, and even Oscar and Callum feel the same. All four of us cannot and do not want to keep our hands off her, and that’s just unexpected. Sure, Theo and I have shared girls in the past, and I knew Oscar and Callum had, but all four of us? That just sounded like a problem waiting to happen. When she challenged the four of us, all of our faces dropped. We all were very aware that if she could take down the Beta, she’d easily take down the four of us. We’d have to try to overwhelm her with numbers, but that would never work either.

Number Two cried, shoving at Number Four’s chest, but it barely made him sway. “You the Hellhound’s sister?” Number Four asked me, ignoring Number Two. “This is the last time you do shit like that,” said Number Two to Number Four, his voice lower but still audible. “You want a pay, you’re gonna have to find something of value here.” Number Four said nothing at that and kept his eyes on me, but I think I saw in the shape of his face something around his jawline. Clenching his teeth maybe. Is there discord in the ranks?

“Don’t try to talk. There is a leather strap keeping your mouth closed. Sorry about that. New recruits usually make the most awful racket during the initial examination that it is really for the best.” Unable to move her head, Devon shifted her eyes to and fro till she located the person talking. It was another female. Dressed identically to Eight, although her hair was a starkly bright red, cut short. “My name is Four. Welcome to the compound,” she said cheerily.

💀 Each wore the same silver mask. Each carried the same empty expression. Each stood perfectly still. 🌑 Ilyaan felt sick. Because none of them looked alive. They looked programmed. Controlled. Artificial. 😨 Then he noticed something. Every masked figure had a number glowing above their chest. 113 508 991 2145 3700 ⚡ Numbers. Not names. 💔 ⸻ 🌙 The Fourth Lie The masked figure stared directly at him. 🎭 “Tell me, Unit 1137.”

The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

Fabian hit the floor like a dog face-planting in the dirt, groaning in pain. His lackey, Chester, grabbed a chair and swung it at me after seeing him getting hit. I dodged to the side, kicked him hard in the butt, and sent him crashing into the pile of wreaths. Fabian scrambled up from the ground with his fleshy face twisted in fury. “Are you tired of living, Mattie? Do you have any idea where the Jeffersons stand in Cirrus? Even having ten lives would not save you!” I curled my lips. There weren’t many people in this world who could take my life.

A smile spread across my lips as I walked up to them. “It's okay, please don't mind me, go about your normal duties,” I chirped. They seemed uneasy at first, but then they all felt somewhat relieved as they went about their activities. My eyes gazed across the room as I carefully inspected for cameras. There were four in total, one at the front, one at the back, one by the three huge freezers, and one at the center of the kitchen. It was no good; I knew it would be heavily guarded, but I really had no idea it would be to this extent.

In a moment of carelessness, Number Four was seized by the six and heavily damaged, several components torn off, rendering it essentially useless. Buzz, buzz! After another round of data analysis, Number Four realized its survival was impossible. Its eyes turned red and began to flicker. It was going to self-destruct! A figure flashed by, reaching out and extracting the power source from Number Four's chest. Its eyes dimmed, becoming nothing more than a pile of scrap metal. The one who intervened was naturally Alexander. "There's always someone better. Never rest on your laurels, even though your martial arts progress is remarkable," Alexander addressed the group.

“Finding the other half of your soul is something we look forward to our whole lives. Some people find their mates when they’re young, like us, and some people don’t find their mate for hundreds of years. We’re truly lucky. The thought that this isn’t what you want hurts.” “I’m sorry,” I say, biting my lip again. I didn’t mean to hurt them. “I’m just trying to understand. I’m not denying anybody. I have… feelings that I don’t understand. There are a lot of questions that I need answered.” “We’ll try to answer as honestly as we can,” Puma’s tone is reassuring, and his expression is kind, soft. I suppose that’s all they can do. I nod. “Okay. The next question is kind of obvious. Or maybe it’s