District 9 Book Novels & Stories

“We’re pretty laid back here, and no one will ask about your past. You’ll have a brand new start.” I nodded gratefully, instinctively rubbing the underside of my wrist with my fingertips. That was the spot where Leonard had marked me. After I dissolved our Mate Bond, all that remained of the bite mark was a faint scar. Even the deepest imprints would slowly fade with time. The same went for my grief and sorrow. I was confident that my new life by the beautiful sea would help me heal. With Lena’s help, I started a new job at the library. The head librarian’s name was Ethan, and he was surprisingly young and handsome.

We all go," I said. I pulled on the helmet. The hiss of the seal closing was claustrophobic. My breathing sounded loud and ragged in the confined space. My frostbitten hand throbbed inside the thick glove, a dull ache that reminded me I was still alive. We watched the numbers fall. 40... 30... 20... "Safe threshold," Kai announced. "Opening the lock." He hit the manual release. The heavy wheel spun. The hydraulics hissed. The door swung open. THE BLEACHED WORLD We stepped into Sector 9. I remembered it as a dark, dripping esophagus of black sludge and shadows.

Instead I stood there trembling, nipples tight against silk, every nerve ending screaming for something I refused to name. Ethan’s eyes flicked down my body and back up, slow and deliberate. “Twenty-nine days left,” he said. “Tick-tock.” Then he dove into the pool without another word, cutting through the water like a blade, leaving me standing on the edge shaking with rage and something a lot darker. I didn’t go inside until the city lights blurred from the tears I refused to let fall. And when I finally made it to my bed, alone under the twelve-thousand-thread-count sheets, I didn’t even pretend to reach for Victor’s side.

Yet somehow it only made her figure stand out more. Our destination was Vernan. The heat there was unbearable. It felt like we were stepping into a giant furnace. The ground radiated waves of heat, the air shimmering above it. "Richard, it's so hot I'm dying. This is your fault for picking such a slow train. Hurry up and find us a place to stay!" We did not get many chances to travel, so I had only checked room prices earlier and had not booked anything yet. When we asked around at the hotels near the tourist area, we learned that almost everything was already fully booked.

"MidnightConfidant? The person who sent me daily mindfulness articles when I first took over the company and was so stressed I couldn't sleep was also you? "ChaosPixie… StudiousGirl… Serena, just how many identities do you have?" He slammed the phone down onto the cushions, the icons for all those secret accounts vibrating on the glowing screen. "99," I replied calmly. "Maisie was the 99th." Tristan swayed on his feet, the color draining from his face. "99…" he repeated under his breath before slowly lifting his head. "For three years, I convinced myself this house was a morgue. I told myself I had to look elsewhere for a single spark of warmth.

But this time, it did not ache. It was numb. I called Lucas. "Come get me." In the end, James still managed to destroy everything. The last shred of dignity between us was torn apart in those woods.

But not that tasty. I secretly, get some apples to a stall without the fat women noticing, how numb she is. A victorious smile roam around my mind. What a free food. I mentally cursed, when I see a box of hard liquors place infront of Casa del Mundo, a big hotel on this city. No one's around on it. Sue the liquors, for making a crime like this! Just kidding, I'm used to it. There's nothing new. I take a bite from the apple that I've just got. Proudly walking to that case of golds! A look from left to right to make sure that there's no one will caught me.

As the thud of the heavy leather hit the floor and echoed throughout the endless room, books started flying off the shelves, pages fluttering towards me in a whirl of turbulence, surrounding me like a twister. An abundant amount of words flamed from each page that quivered like a feather as it blew around me. The words; burned their sacred information into my eyes, soaking up each and every paragraph and phrase, a fountain of knowledge hurling itself at me and my wolf, consuming me and etching their distinct meaning into my very consciousness. And amongst the fluttering fury surrounding me, I saw Kellen, watching. “Miss. Langley, would you care to answer the question?” huh? I had tuned every

I bet I pushed her cheeks flushed. I slept before I clean myself - another day another success. Hereafter, another work another stressful day. "You sure about this one?" Marina asked before we put ourselves in the car. "Yes if the car parks beside the warehouse it means we snag the wannabe" I replied. "That district was a bit quiet and that gave birth to a bunch of good houses" "I'm excited to see it" We enter the foyer to district four which is West Wind we pass the six districts of the city that is filled with plenty of modern buildings, skyscrapers, stores, and more.

When she arrived at the hospital, Adrian was lying weakly in bed, his shirt unbuttoned at the chest for breathing. When Zoey moved closer to look, she discovered that Adrian's chest bore the same cigarette burn wounds as hers, even in the exact same location. The only difference was that Adrian's wounds hadn't scabbed over yet and looked horrifying. When Adrian saw Zoey arrive, he smiled weakly, "Zoey, I've repaid all the harm you suffered. Since I don't have a pet, I just destroyed my car a bit more thoroughly. Can you consider accepting me again now?"