Deadbeat Noble Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

And waits. The debt can wait. The fight can wait. Everything can wait. For four years and nine months. Then the real story begins. END OF PART ONE

Unease crept up his spine. "Rowena," he called again, forcing calm into his voice. "I'm not blaming you for this. Stop hiding. Let's make up." In the study, he finally saw it. A document lay neatly on the desk. It was the Mate Bond Severance Agreement. Before leaving, Rowena had asked Alan to help submit the application. She had also taken the Bond-Severing Serum. The words "sever the mate bond" slammed into Garrick's vision. He snatched up the document in disbelief and instinctively reached through the mind link, calling Rowena's name.

Then, the King leans over to his brother, and they begin speaking in low, urgent whispers. From the back of the house, a faint cry echoes. Baby Toby is awake. Nina sighs, pushing her chair back from the table. "I will go fetch him," she mutters, walking out toward the nursery. Adriel POV I cannot believe a single word coming out of Novalee’s mouth. Betty killing everyone? Her lycan taking absolute control and turning the world to ash? It sounds like a madness born from a fever. I refuse to believe it. I will not believe it. My mate is not a monster.

The things included my tattered, patched-up old coat, the dusty work pants Dad wore for his act, the ledger of fabricated debts, and the tires of the beat-up bicycle that made sounds louder than the broken bell. Then, they lit everything on fire. Flames leaped up at once, greedily devouring these props all filled with nothing but lies. Mom sobbed as she watched the items burn. "There are no creditors. There's no 5,000,000-dollar debt. We have so much money that we don't even know what to do with it… You don't have to collect bottles or save up on electricity anymore…" Her hands trembled as she pulled out a black card from her bag, a symbol of unlimited wealth. She wanted to throw the card in

“Goddamn! This machine is cheating us! “ I couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. We we’re both so hopeful and yet was disappointed. Told ‘ya that machine was possessed. It’s tricky, tsk, tsk, tsk. “Let me play,” I said. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete and ongoing novel. (Hmmm... While waiting for an update.) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Would like to hear your lovely review. Looking forward to your motivational review. Love yah all readers!

He was sure if Mateo made any mistakes, Alexander would surely punish him. Jake's smile suddenly faded from his face. "Frankly speaking, Alexander should return soon. Taking care of the company in his stead is so tiring". He said before he relaxed his back completely on the sofa. He sighed deeply, shutting his eyes as he thought, 'I prefer the old days. I miss my job of beating up scumbags. But too bad ever since auntie Deborah woke up from coma and with Mina and the kids in his life, Alexander caged in his mafia self. Though not totally caged'. Jake suddenly chuckled at this thought of his.

The sadness in her tone was heavy, matching the gloom of the ruins. I signaled the advance. If the outside looked neglected, the interior was a graveyard of memories. It was silent…..unnervingly so. How am I supposed to find the eldest woman in a ghost town? A heavy thud startled me. I spun around to see Novel sliding from Kitty’s back, hitting the dirt. I rushed to her side, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted to roar at the wolf, who at least had the grace to look guilty, but the sight of Novel’s pale, unconscious face silenced my anger.

Isolde whispered, her words dripping with a chilling finality. Elder Noble’s strength waned, and his legs gave way beneath him. He crumpled to the floor, gasping for breath, his life slipping away with every passing second. The last thing he saw before darkness claimed him was Isolde’s cold, unfeeling eyes, a silent reminder that within the coven’s shadowed depths, secrets had a way of being silenced, no matter the cost.

‎“Money?” ‎“Double your rate. Wired now.” ‎A pause. ‎“Done.” ‎Mikhail ended the call. ‎Transferred the funds. ‎Then stared at the city. ‎Caleb Whitlock thought he had Nora. ‎Thought he could keep her. ‎Thought he could build a life on the ashes of what Mikhail had let burn. ‎He was wrong. ‎Mikhail would find the crack. ‎The debt. ‎The mistress. ‎The lie. ‎Whatever it took.

Every time she thought about it, her throat closed up. Mikhail walked into the room. He looked tired. There was blood on his cuff again. Bella sat up. “What happened?” He sat on the edge of the bed. “We found the guy who was leaking information. He’s dead. Suicide note.” She reached for his hand. “Are you okay?” He nodded. But his eyes looked far away. “It feels too easy. Like someone wanted us to find him.” Bella squeezed his hand. “Maybe it really is over.”