Corpse Party Naomi Novels & Stories

she shouted at him, “You don’t get to use the bond like that and try and manipulate me” Theon held up his hands in mock surrender. “I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry, can we talk?” “No.” Was Naomi’s simple reply as she started to walk away again. She did owe him anything and every step she took away from him gave her a feeling of relief. Then she realised she was missing an opportunity. Turning she walked back to him. “Actually, I have something to say.” Said Naomi seeing a proper chance to escape this mess. “I, Naomi Clarke formerly of the Halfmoon pack reject you Alpha Then as my mate”

I ask Naomi, not even bothering to hide my snark. She ignores me. Can’t say I blame her. Looking at her phone, she says, “Looks like Kesha, Donavon, and Slade are coming with the wolves they were going to investigate.” “Who?” Zak asks. “Corinda, Seth, and Mike. And Devin and Arya,” she responds, shoving her phone into her back pocket. “You thought the demi-gods would be the traitors?” I say, looking at Naomi incredulously. “No,” she sighs, rolling her eyes. “We were asking for their help.”

She was vulnerable and still fighting for her best friend. My chest tightened. Guilt twisted in my gut until it hurt. I could fight for Viper as Naomi is doing for Maria. I had dragged too many people into this. Viper was gone. Maria was chained somewhere in the dark. And Naomi, stubborn as ever, refused to let go of a fight that wasn’t hers. This war wasn’t just mine anymore. It had burned everyone I touched. Naomi’s hand left her stomach. She pulled a cigarette from her jacket pocket, lit it with steady fingers, and brought it to her lips. The flame lit her face for a second, showing how tired she really was.

"We just lost two people in our group, and we're not losing a third." "She wants some time," Reese says. "We're right here, and it'll take a little bit for Tobe to come back." "It's not Tobe," Naomi says, surprising me. "Everything that was Tobe is gone now. When she comes back, she's just going to be a soulless, lifeless, flesh-eating monster, and she'll go after anyone in this house. We either need to take care of her now, before she comes back, or not be here when she does."

"I don't want to have fun anymore. My sister-in-law's still waiting for me to go home." Naomi bit her bottom lip, trying very hard to not show the fear and panic she had been feeling. "You'd better watch it. The Winchesters and the Garners aren't forces you can trifle with. I've shown you enough respect, so you'd better stop while you can." But Naomi didn't realize that her cheeks had already turned pink from the alcohol. Even her eyes had reddened because of how strong the alcohol was. It made her look extremely fragile and enticing.

“If I go in there and I get real nervous, or God forbid, scared. That's it, I am backing out of telling him anything.” “Touché.” Naomi blew her gum and burst it. “Let's get in first, that's our first priority.” Naomi had her eyes covered in eyeshadow and her lips painted red. The woman liked to wear heavy make-up. Which somehow always suited her with her black sleek hair. Naomi wasn't a natural black-haired but knew how to rock one as if she was born with it. She was a blond girl like Paige and while Naomi was tall and on the slim side. Paige was petite and curvy.

Cassie nodded her head in agreement to what Naomi said to her. “So, you're gonna share yours or not?” Cassie asked Naomi if they both laughed. Naomi sighed as she was thinking of where to start from. “I don’t know what to say right now, I just think I'm exhausted by everything.” Naomi replied to Cassie. Cassie nodded her head because she could tell the whole thing was really exhausting. “Have you had any conversation with the Alpha Baron since that party?” Naomi nodded her head almost immediately. Cassie was very happy but she knew it was not time to be excited yet.

"Sure you don't mind that, do you?" Naomi took a deep breath, then nodded slowly. She knew, even though Enrico now considered him a friend, he still didn't like to accept rebuttals. "Alright. Thank you, Enrico." "I'm going to see Mr. Park, bye." Enrico walked away from the place. While Naomi chose to leave the party. She was already uncomfortable, people glanced at her with different eyes. Oh, shit. What an unpleasant night.

Mara nodded and left the room to start the calls. When the door closed, the silence felt heavier. I stared at the map on the wall, the red pins marking every warehouse and shell company we’d burned through in the past months. It looked smaller now, almost fragile. Behind me, I heard a soft sound. Naomi stood in the doorway, wrapped in a blanket. Her hair was damp, her skin pale but clean. The sight of her stopped everything in me. “You should be resting,” I said quietly. “I couldn’t.” She stepped closer, eyes searching mine. “You’re angry.”

“But she gave enough to stop the next move. We’ll act on Joren, locate the priestess, and ensure the council sees the truth. Selene has been grounded, but she is still dangerous. Pride and fear make dangerous people.” They paused. The night air in the corridor felt colder than usual. Orion tucked the parchment with Naomi’s final words into his cloak, thinking of Damien and the road ahead. “We must be quicker than she believes,” he said. “And kinder to those we can keep.” Niamh nodded. “We will move at dawn.” Behind them, in the lower chamber, Naomi sat on the narrow bench with her head bowed. The cold bit her ribs, but she was not beaten. She had served a queen, and now she served truth even