Dr Stone Stanley Snyder Novels & Stories

nothing. “Is this justice?” Serena whispered to herself. She could kill her. She had every right to. But she wasn’t born to be judge and executioner. She wasn’t created to play god. She took a long breath, her hands trembling as she lowered them. “I’m not like you,” she said to Solmyra. “And I never will be.” She stepped back. The power in her veins calmed. The glow began to fade. And the moment Serena moved away, Solmyra collapsed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. She twitched once. Then silence.

The storm was about to strike, and there would be no turning back. As I closed my laptop and leaned back in my chair, a sense of calm washed over me. Tomorrow, the world would see Chris Stanley for who he truly was. For the first time in years, I felt like justice was within my grasp.

He goes by Snow and he is the best at what he does that's why he ended up in juvie trying to hack into the FBI. He was able to find my stepfather's real name and age, what he actually does, why he was here, and his last known location in Anwood. While reading the file Snow sent about my stepfather, I learned that his real name is Dalston Stoke, he is 34 years old, and he is the right hand man of a small-time drug lord named Elijah Miller in Las Vegas.

039 “Oh, um, we haven’t quite figured that out yet,” Stanley said with a smile. “But eventually, we will. Once we’ve picked a date for the wedding we'll let you know.” His mom smiled in return. “I’ll be expecting it,” she said. I lowered my gaze to the butter on the table. Stanley wasn’t a bad person after all. At least he loved his mom. Ashes' POV Later that night, Drake’s car pulled up outside my house. I spotted him from my bedroom window and rushed downstairs to meet him.

I assumed it was Dillon, checking in to make sure we were almost ready. “I know, fifteen minutes,” I said into the phone. But the voice on the other end caught me by surprise. “Cassandra? It’s Jordyn.” His voice was emotionless.” I know you’re on vacation. But…it’s…Stanley. They…they found a tumor. In his brain. He doesn’t have long. He’s asking for you.”

"That's the problem. I don't have time with all my work. I'm stressed with this new company I started. I regret doing a joint venture; I could've owned it alone. But Mr. Stanley's proposal was good, so I agreed to the merger." "Hmmm, that Mr. Stanley sounds familiar. What's the name of your new company, Drake?" she asked. SMITHAN TECH. A combination of Smith and Stanley," he answered briefly. "Wow, Drake. You both owned it if I didn't know Freya's background. Drake Daniel Smith and Freya Stanley, did you notice that, Love?" She turned to Dustin, who had just finished dressing. He walked up behind her, hugged her, and sniffed her neck before kissing her lips quickly.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

Huh? What the hell am I thinking!? Damn heart! Why is that necessary? It should be that when you love, you will be loved, but that's not the case and that's what hurts. I'd be a liar if I didn't admit that I was jealous of Roden, especially Stella. But I have no right, I can't own Dylan and Gabe! Suddenly my cellphone vibrated. .. Dylan Calling... Hmp, why was this one summoned? Thank you "Yes, Stoney?" I answered. I call Dylan Stoney now because his eyes and personality are as cold as ice and as hard as stone since he came back from Singapore. I think the medicine had a different effect.

Creed suggested “ Sure but we’ve got to talk first” I tell him pointing for him to sit down. I link Ryan and tell him to leave, that this is a private conversation. He just nods and picks up the baskets to take to her office and leaves the room. I wait till the door is closed. “ What's up boss?” He says For a moment I didn’t want to say anything because of the look of pure happiness across his face. I know it’s been hard these past couple of years and he’s really been by myself keeping everything afloat here

she sarcastically said. Drake’s jaw clenched. He tightened his grip on Emily’s arms. ‘Let him be, Emily. He’s affected,’ Leia thought through her mind. “I didn’t know you’re that affected without my presence—” He cut her off by slapping her face hard. “I’m done with your shits, Emily!” Drake shouted nonchalantly. His booming voice echoed in the special room. “What? If you’re done with my bullshits, well, Drake. . . I’m done with yours too!” she growled. “Slap me? Go ahead. I don’t fucking care at all!”