Conductor Novel Novels & Stories

The air between us seemed to tighten. “…Where did you get that?” My throat went dry. “It just… appeared.” He walked closer, each step measured. “You shouldn’t touch it.” “It’s just a book,” I whispered. “No,” he said sharply, reaching out and snapping it shut. The air crackled faintly, and for a second, I saw faint embers glow from his fingertips. “That’s not just a book. It’s a conduit.” “A conduit?” “For souls,” he said. “For power that should’ve stayed buried.”

Grant promised. He left as Conrad entered. I was glad he didn’t lock the door this time. It was much too suspicious. Conrad said nothing at first, just smiled at me and stared. I decided to pretend to read like I had been before. I tried to ignore how Conrad casually walked around the room until he was behind my chair. “What are you reading gorgeous?” He breathed. “A book on manipulation.” I answered. “Who are you trying to manipulate Bowen?” “No one in particular I just think it’s a good skill to have.”

[Mission Completed] [Wrath’s Trust] [Potion of Gaia obtained] I now held the potion in my hands. Things went very smoothly for me, I expected to have to try for several days to persuade Conrad. But I believe I accidentally struck the iron while it was hot. Because his emotions were volatile and he was insecure, my offer of assistance was like a ray of light in the darkness that engulfed him. They say that beggars cannot be choosers. Conrad believed he had no choice and that everything had vanished. He had truly lived in the dark, unaware of how a noble family as large as his's operates.

Her hand trembled visibly as she lowered her fork, the silver clinking against the china. "And that’s not all," Damon continued, leaning forward. "The entire region is in an uproar. It seems Alpha Rune—the Conqueror himself—is turning the world upside down. He’s searching for a girl. A girl called Sara." The mention of my name in this quiet, safe room felt like a lightning strike to my soul. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, my heart drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

A male version of her, but he looks crueler. “I see that you are surprised.” He chuckled coldly. She is. “W—who are you?” “Who am I?” He looked straight on her eyes. “I am the new CEO, Conrad Alexander Duke, Mrs. Roswell.” Earlier that day. “Why did you bring me here?” Conrad is not happy, his face is grave, showing how displease he is.

CHAPTER 25 – Zara’s POV I was overwhelmed with emotions, ranging from annoyance to indescribable happiness. After all, I was finally having a genuine conversation with the guy I had secretly admired for so long. In the past, our interactions were always filled with arguments and heated exchanges, so this normal conversation felt like a major achievement.

I was unable to observe the floor he chose as his bulky physique obscured the buttons. Conrad is one of the hands that Lance trusts in everything, like Hannah. At a quick glance, he may seem grumpy due to his consistently serious expression, but in reality, he is caring and has a touch of joviality. It’s astonishing that he holds the position of HR at the Heavenly hotel, perhaps to make it less evident that he’s one of Lance’s trusted aides. It took a while before we got to the floor we were going to. When the elevator door opened and Conrad was the first to get out, I quickly glanced at where we were on the floor.

After several minutes, the mixture started to boil so I added the additional seasonings. The smell of delicious food spread through the air. The men's stomachs started to rumble. "That smells delicious," Connor said. "My sweetheart must be cooking," he grinned and winked at his brother. Conrad on the other hand furrowed his brows. "Connor, don't you feel any shame in your body?" "What?" Connor got confused with his brother's remark. "Don't you ever forget that she's one of the four guardians of lights and that she's an immortal," Conrad reminded him. He jokingly poked his brother's face.

Alaina's pov I woke up in the middle of the night and saw nova sitting on the reading table , doing something on her laptop. ” Nova ” I called as I cleaned my eyes and sat properly on the bed. ” You’re awake? ” She asked still looking at her Laptop. ” Why aren’t you sleeping? ” I asked and she sighed and turned to me. ” Doing something important ” she said as she stood up and came to sit beside me on the bed. ” What are you doing?” I asked and she smiled. ” was just doing some research about your powers ” she said. ” Did you find anything? ” I asked and she nodded negatively. ” You posses some sort of strange powers and according to what I heard from Harley , she said another confessor. Well

"I can’t... I can't feel the 'Friction' anymore, Nora. I’m becoming 'Canon.' I’m becoming the part of the book that people skip to get to the action." ​"No!" Nora surged forward, kneeling beside him. She reached out to touch his face, but her hand felt a strange, papery resistance. "You’re the Conductor! You’re the one who taught me to sing!" ​"The Conductor is a role, Nora," Kael whispered, his voice sounding like a radio station losing its signal. "And the audience... they want a New Movement. They want to see the 'Third Genesis' through your eyes, not mine. I’m just the 'Backstory' now."