Croissant Arknights Novels & Stories

“Are they ready?” “Yes, they are waiting for you on the lower floor,” Julius responded with a nod. Committing the information to memory, I snapped the folder shut and handed it to Julius. “We'll go after we eat,” I said, striding to join the girls to a plate of large, flaky, and faintly sweet croissants stuffed with crispy smoky bacon, creamy cheese, and fluffy eggs with a touch of arugula for a peppery morning bite. Gawain leaned on the backrest of the long couch, observing us with a devious smile. As I pulled the chair and sat down, I eyed him to keep his teasing at bay. He held up his hands in surrender, laughing.

Heat already kissed the wind. Ceres stood on the high balcony, wrapped in a cloak of fire-threaded silk. She watched Xavier ride out, his armour glowing like a fading star. Then—movement. The flames near the balcony suddenly twisted into shape: a broken crown within a fire circle. Her breath caught. A hawk crashed onto the balcony stone, its feathers still smoking. She rushed forward and untied the scroll lashed to its leg. The paper was scorched. Arion's crest was smeared in blood.

The Central Empire's military is equal to ours, and they may take the opportunity to attack us by the sea! Riche - Wait a sec! Why are you bringing the Central Empire into this?! I mean, my sister... Ramius - The first princess of the Kingdom of Eden, Princess Croix. Shortly after the Arthur Tragedy, she was engaged to the prince of Central. Rochefort - Regardless of the princess's engagement, we have no reason to trust them. Consider that could only have gotten all those sparkle bombs by making a deal with another country. Riche - If we recruit more Knights for that purpose, we'll only create more enemies!

So gone went the spy. Well, it didn't matter if his mission had become a solo tour now; Lord Crostini just had to wait another year to try this all again. Maybe sooner if the cult was right and another Blood Moon was on its way. He adjusted his ring, a simple red cross, and his features began to shift. Until the face finished contorting, and it was just Alaric Crosse sitting down at the easel. Putting finishing touches on the coronation picture— Of himself sitting on the throne.

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

Arlen stood, an apron dusted with flour, hair short and a little mussed from working, and the right side of his cheeks stained with flour. Arlen glanced between them, clearly noticing that they were in the middle of something, "Max said you wanted to see me?" "Did he?" Brennon said, a full smirk on. "Then I guess he meant Cade." Cade resisted gritting his teeth and glaring at Brennon. Instead, "what spread would you recommend with this croissant." "Oh, uh, it depends on what you like. There's Nutella, peanut butter, cream cheese and fruit jams." "What would you prefer?" Cade asked, staring at him.

he looked at me with a solemn smile, like he was glad he could get me something. We kept on walking as I dug into the pastry. It had the form of a crescent moon and had a crunchy outside. I broke it in two and I stared for a bit as the soft inside pulled apart. I noticed Alpha Jake looking at me as I did and offered him the other half. I put my hand out to him with half of the croissant and he looked strangely at me. I expected him to take it with his hand, but suddenly he lowered his lips to it and took a bite.

“She’s on her way there now.” Katherina waved it off. “Good. Not a problem, dear. Now” she pointed toward the window, “see that bakery down the street?” “Yes, ma’am.” “Go there and get me three fresh croissants and one flavored doughnut. And hurry. I need it like… yesterday.” Ariana smiled faintly. “Right away, ma’am.” She turned and walked briskly out, heels clicking against the marble floor. Damien’s Office – A Few Minutes Later