Colby Brock 2024 Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was genuine… but it wasn’t enough. “Thanks for ruining a stunning view of my favorite river.” I tried to open the car door again, but Aaron held it shut. “Nova, please.” “Bro,” Colby warned, “if you don’t back the fuck up, I’ll come move you myself.” Colby waited a moment while Aaron and I stared each other down. He was pleading with me, but what for? To get takeout from the fanciest restaurant in Wintercrest because Aaron was in agreement with everyone who didn’t believe I belonged there?

Kenny's pov The night was cold, a storm seemed to be coming and there was an ominous feeling hanging in the air. I climbed the steps up to my room in the attic with slow steps, my body hurt from the beating I took today. When I finally reached my room I just fell on my small mattress that lay on the cold floor, not caring if I haven't changed yet. My body felt like led, the aches just to much to even think about moving to undress myself, I didn't care at this point if the blood was getting on my measly blanket or if the dirt was getting everywhere. A bright light suddenly shined into my small window lighting up the room so I couldn't see what was going on and I couldn't open up my eyes. Ther

The voices started again, low and sharp: “Is she even ranked?” “She’s not Luna material.” “Colten must truly be bewitched.” My cheeks burned, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. I kept walking, even when the corset bit into my ribs. Even when the stares carved into my back like knives. And then… I saw him. Colten. Standing on the raised throne, framed by elders and councilmen, nobles and betas. He was dressed in tailored black, his figure rigid and cold. But his eyes—