Corpse Party Naomi Novels & Stories

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.

“Do you have any idea who that is?” Naomi sputtered, almost choking for the second time. Her eyes bulged and her hand flew to her chest as she stared across the room. “That’s Anthony Jeffery,” she breathed, stunned as if she had just seen a ghost.

Blood bloomed across his torn clothing. Connor dropped to his knees before Harold. Seeing their Alpha in trouble, his warriors drew their swords, ready to fight Harold and his warriors. But Harold did not press the attack. I understood why—this was still Connor's territory. "Give me Clara's corpse," Harold said coldly. Connor's eyes widened. "No, that's impossible! Clara was Blackclaw Pack's Luna! She must be buried here!"

"Mama is just... Mama is just saying goodbye to the ghosts." Martha put her arm around Naomi. "You did it, child. You stood in the den of the lions and you didn't get bitten." "He saw me, Martha," Naomi sobbed. "He saw Leo." "Let him see," Martha said. "Let him see what he threw away. Let him go home to his house of glass and his screaming wife. We are going back to our mountain. We are going back to the sun." Naomi looked out the back window. The city was glowing, but it looked small now. It looked like a toy. She looked at the charcoal on her fingers. She looked at the gold medal in her bag.

I waved my hand in dismissal. “What about that girl over there? I saw you talking to her before. And I saw her at a party with Mike the other night. You know…before he was…murdered,” Jaimie said in a hushed tone. I looked in the direction he was looking and saw Marina. She was alone this time. “I don’t think so, man. She would never agree to it,” I said. She already hated me. This would just put a cherry on top. “Try for me. How about this, if you can convince her, I can help you take some pretty interesting pictures,” Jaimie said and smiled mysteriously.

Naomi was allowed because she was the best female warrior of her pack and was the mate of the delta from the midnight crescent pack. “Are You okay! I heard about your… “It doesn't matter. I'm here because Nora instructed me to inform you of something important!” Naomi said curtly, evading the question about her deceased mate. Allison nodded with a high heartbeat as she sensed something was off. “We have made a plan to get you out from the clutches of the Dalk walkers!”

Sinclair groans, stepping around her as he walks me up the steps. “Sinclair,” Dane calls out. “Where’s Naomi? She gone home already? The Club’s been a dead zone without her. I missed my gal.” “She said to tell you she’s resigned and found a new hobby more interesting than being a waitress at your stupid club.” Those hadn’t exactly been Naomi’s words. She did say she wasn’t returning to New York. Or the human realm. Apparently, she found Lycanthia fascinating. Sinclair’s just grumpy. He has been this way since I woke up. Angry with everything and everyone but me.

She said. I blinked and turned to Lizzie, she blinked as well. Naomi smiled proudly. “Before you say no, I want you to know that I saw three women standing beneath the stars yesterday. I am your destined partner for today's games.” she announced. Lizzie and I gave ourselves that look again and laughed. “Think we can work with Crazy?” She whispered to me. I remembered Naomi was surprisingly athletic during the earlier games. And honestly? I liked her weirdness. “Okay,” I agreed. “You’re in.”

"Uh…" Naomi was stunned. She was at a loss for words. Right at that moment, her phone rang. Naomi picked up her phone and her expression darkened. "Robin, there's something urgent I need to attend to. I'll make a move first!" Then, she immediately packed her bags, turned, and left. That day was an important day to her! Half an hour later, Naomi arrived at the cemetery on the outskirts of Gin City. Naomi was in black, standing under the tree, looking at her mother's grave not far away.

It took me some seconds to get myself together and the pain subsided a little, then I heard the shower running. I remembered being killed by Vincent and Mitchell, does it mean the Moon Goddess is giving me a second chance? I touched my cheek to make sure I was not a ghost, and I was able to feel myself, I am really alive, but how is this possible? I know I was killed a while ago, this is not happening, I will go back to sleep and wake up again. Not only that, but I closed my eyes, then I heard his voice,“Naomi, what are you waiting for? Won't you get your clothes off and freshen up?”