Dr Stone Novels & Stories

Steven cleared his throat, trying to get my attention, but I ignored him. He cleared his throat again, and I sighed, finally looking at him. "What?" I asked, annoyed. "Hun...?" "You wanted my attention, so go ahead," I replied. He exhaled and nervously brushed his hair back with his fingers. "Okay... I want to tell you something really important," he said, standing up and sitting beside me without meeting my gaze. "I think I like someone," he said seriously, and I assumed it was about Molly. "Okay...?"

Jax came in and took Angel to the doctors. "Are you ready?" he asked. I nodded. We are now with the mystical dragon. I need his guidance. The stones are already on the mystical table and we are the only ones missing. I took a deep breath and picked up the stone in my body. Little by little it came out. I can't help but be mesmerized. "Are you sure about that?" the dragon asked me. I smiled at him. "Yes. This way, there will be no discrimination. Everyone is free."

"Now I want you to really think about what you are going to do, because that was my last warning. I will not tolerate your insolence. Do you want him to die?" I shake my head, my voice low and broken. "Please don't hurt him, I'll obey." he runs his fingers down the side of my face gently, wiping away the tears. "That's a good girl, if you eat this porridge I have bright, I'll unchain you. How about that?" "who are you?" I whisper, looking into his green eyes. he smells like a rogue, but also not like a rogue. It was confusing. "I'm Drax stone. The leader of the rogues, their alpha as some say." He says with pride, "I have allowed myself to build the biggest army that any pack has even seen w

His dark, intense eyes never left my face. "Lost, little dove?" he growled. His voice was deep, rough, and gravelly. It sent a sudden, hot shiver racing straight down my spine. I swallowed the lump in my dry throat. "I need your help." One of his dark eyebrows lifted slightly. A small hint of dark amusement crossed his hard, handsome face. "You know whose bar you just walked into, sweetheart?" "I do," I said. I tried to keep my voice steady, though it trembled just a little bit. "I know exactly who you are. You’re Stone. You are the President of the Iron Reapers."

“What a coincidence. My daughter is planning to apply to that conservatory too.” Steve lifted his glass politely. Xena widened her eyes in a show of surprise. “Oh? So you also know Dr. Stone? I saw the two of you talking earlier. You seemed quite familiar.” Steve shook his head. “No, tonight was actually the first time I met Dr. Stone. But I’ve read about her accomplishments.” “Oh, I see. I thought you already knew each other. Since you work with my friend Felix, and Dr. Stone is his ex-wife—”

Stone said and smiled crookedly. They didn't say anything till they got into Stone's office. Where he handles private matters. Stone can be considered one of the richest thugs. He works for the rich alone and has the minions that does the smaller jobs for him. "So, I am listening to you. Before then would you like to have a drink?" Stone said when they closed the door behind them. "No, I don't want anything. What i want now is for you to sit so that we can talk! I don't have all day to waste!" Mr. Allen said.

Everyone knew Drystan’s distaste for interruptions. Drystan turned, his face carved into an expression of cold indifference. But beneath the surface, emotions swirled. Joy, anticipation, and perhaps something darker—possession. “I am happy today, and you should be grateful for that.” His words, though seemingly light, carried an edge. He walked away, each step deliberate, powerful, and unyielding. His mind filled with the thoughts of Rosealba and the desire to unlock a nasty side of her.

The bond between us will be too strong, making it difficult to push him away. I lowered my eyes to the dark grey floor. "I'm not strong enough," I responded. She laughed and returned to her table, removing an object from a small chest box. Then she came back to me, slowly revealing a necklace with a small, round, light gray stone pendant, resembling the moon, in the palm of her hand.

Those Stones were always on the hunt for a profit, and they would not bother with Celena unless they needed something from her. Seizing the moment, Liam excused himself to the bathroom and dialed up one of his contacts from the Drunham City Green Dragon Warriors. "Do me a solid and check if the Stone clan's been up to anything big lately. Oh, and scope out any other buzz in Drunham City while you're at it." "Right away, Boss!" The voice on the other end, a loyal member stationed in Drunham City, replied with due respect before adding, "Boss, there's been some chatter about a foreign investment group scouting for partners in town. They're led by someone named Maverick."

The air smelled of disinfectant and steel. Panic waited for me the moment I opened my eyes. I tried to move. Pain tore through my arms and chest like electricity. A glowing brown stone, bigger than my fist, sat on a pedestal beside me, humming with power. Benchedstone. The bane of every elemental. It wasn’t just draining me. It was hurting me. My veins felt like they were filled with acid. I grit my teeth and forced my head up. On the other side of the glass wall stood Drazhan.