Dr. Nefario Novels & Stories

I did hear it was good for detoxing so I guess it was healthy? “You know my uncle wouldn’t be offended if you started running to the bathroom any second now. You don’t need to wait for him to look away. He’s got a lot of people telling him how horrible his cooking is, so he’s used to people running to the toilet to puke their guts out. I even wonder why he even bothers sometimes.” Milo ranted, looking as if he might be sick after watching me down that drink. I simply laughed quietly, giving him a small smile and feeling Mr. Huang’s hand land on my shoulder.

“Do you know Doctor Prime from Aeoronvein, Doctor Sadame? I mean, Doctor Nekoba?” The female doctor nodded. “I have heard of him in one of the seminars I’ve attended. His research about a certain Ice Fairy disease was discussed and reviewed. We had hoped he would come, but he didn’t. So I have never met him before. Have you guys been treated by him before?” Darrion nodded. “He’s my doctor. If anything goes wrong with me, I will go to him, and everything will be fine in a few days.”

I looked at his eyes like asking what he is talking about. “The medication only took you memories away. Never trust your parents or the doctor. I am real, Hailey is real. The only thing that’s weird here is that we are not human. Your dad knows about me including your mom. Your surname will forever remind them of what they did before,” he added. The doctor looked at where I am looking. I know he can’t see anything that he looked really worried when he looked back at me. Which one should I believe?

The man with a pot belly scowled and felt furious at being exposed. “What are you talking about?” The man lost his temper. “Do you know that I have a great reputation? Everyone calls me the God of Alchemy! Who are you to question me?” he roared in anger, ready to curse Neon. “Damn fatty,” Neon said disdainfully. Neon was a young man and would not show mercy to scammers. Nero scowled darkly, shocked to find them bickering. Although the guy was quite fat and did not look very impressive, he had verified his identity as Declan's apprentice.

He made everyone stop just by the dark aura he held around him. His serious sculptured face and a cold look made everyone quiver in there seats. There was something menacing about him. Something dangerous. He took powerful strides towards the podium and placed the books down with a thud. Looking around, he adjusted his tie. “Welcome to Neuroscience 2330, I’m Dr.Serafino but before I start my lesson, I want all the unwanted faces out of my class at an instant.” His voice was deep and guttural. Rosella stilled. A new kind of sensation ran through her veins. It was monotone just like his blank expression. It carried a vibrating resonant within it.

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

I then raise my head to look at the face of the sub-shit who dares to touch me without my permission. Santo. Santo Ganovese. SANTO fucking GANOVESE is holding me!? He leans slowly towards me, and I just want to turn around and make love to his mouth. . . . Make love to his what? Oh fuck, calm down Didi!

He definitely had enough life to walk and it was even easier for me because he could not even see me because of not enough light around. –--- ~ FLASHBACK ~ –---- He staggered towards his car and I cut him off as Thunder on the empty highway on his way home. Now even if someone saw me, it would be very difficult for them to know that I am Nicholas, a well-known professor at Silver Valley High. And now it was going to be even more fun to torture him. Seeing me — Thunder — he started backing his car out of fear, but when I climbed on his car and started hitting his roof, he tried to run away like an uncontrollable rat out of fear.

Heavy, mechanical footsteps crunched over the wet gravel. Nero, the Rank 7 Crustacean-Strain mutant, walked up to where Ren lay gasping. Her massive, hydraulic-powered pincer claw whirred softly, venting a small cloud of steam into the cold air. She looked at the perfectly dry, V-shaped patch of ground radiating outward from Ren’s body, protecting the entire settlement. She knelt beside him, her segmented, dark eyes unreadable. "I have lived in the dark for twenty years," Nero clicked, her mandibles shifting. "I have seen Warlords drown in the shallows, and I have seen the King's Guard crushed by the pressure. But I have never seen a single man break a wave like that."

“Are you here to join me?” For some reason, Elara has decided to start smiling at me, and I wish she didn’t because it has been the most disarming thing that I have ever have to face in my life. “What do you take me for?” I frown, throwing my hands into my pockets. I, Nero Moretti, the man people fear more than death. She really thinks I’ll engage in this menial activity with her. So disrespectful. She scoffs. “But you are just standing there and all.”