El Nerdo Novels & Stories

he keeps saying nerd again and again. I don't say a word but just stare at the wall. " Nerd " " Nerd " " Nerd " " Go away Noah " I mutter " Why nerd ? " he asks smirking I growl " Nerd " " Nerdddd " " What the hell is your problem " I say angrily staring at his face. His expression was so annoying. he still had that stupid smirk and his eyes held that of admiration. " Oh fiesty nerd " he chuckles " I didn't know you had this side in you. tell me do you roar secretly too ? " he asks mockingly.

"I am glad you're happy! Now, the third wish! I'm in a hurry!" "Um, I wish my parents to be happy, too!" "Done! Bye-bye, Nerida!" Nerida did not waste her time. She ran into the house and waited for Norlando in the bedroom. Norlando came home from work that night. He was little bit tipsy. And when he saw Nerida lying naked on his bed, he exhibited his manliness. "Ah, you're a virgin! Where in the world are you hiding? Your kind is a novelty on this day!" He could not let go of her. He could never get enough of her.

Watching my mother grimace at Nero, I felt so enraged, and yet, I knew not to blaze the fire by getting mad. So, I gazed at Nero, drew my brows together, and made a face to signal him to answer her question. For a moment, he stared at me and then faced my mother as he said, "Good evening. I'm Nero Fang, a transfer instructor from West Coast college who recently arrived in the state." With a look of annoyance on her face, my mother snorted derisively and said, "I'm not asking for your name or job? I mean, who are you exactly, and what…"

4 years ago "He is your bodyguard" Daniel Fernando, a 40-year-old Mexican mob boss introduced Nero to Chloe Johnson. Nero looked at the 18-year-old girl, with innocent blue eyes pleading him to protect her from Daniel. But Nero turned his eyes away from her beautiful face. He is here to kill Daniel, the Mexican mob boss. But no one knows who Nero is. His father made sure of it. Nero took over the outfit, which now covers the whole of America under his control, 4 years ago. Since then, he is working undercover, infiltrating all of his father's enemies.

Aeron showed him some tricks with a soccer ball while Morana read a few books to him earlier. My heart warms knowing Nereo is being accepted by everyone. I was honestly so scared of him being pushed away because of everything that happened, but it’s clear now that the Leonetti’s are a different family. “Nero mentioned that there’s a school here,” I say as I slip his fuzzy nightgown over his shoulders. “If you’d like, you can start going there soon. Make a few friends?” I watch his reaction for anything negative, knowing that he doesn’t exactly have the best history with daycare and how rude little kids can be. But the grin on his face makes me relax immediately.

The Nardoos have been lying to everyone, including their allies. Alvera’s jaw drops slightly before she catches herself. “Wait, wait, wait,” she says, raising a hand as if trying to stop the whirlwind of information spinning around us. “You’re telling me the Nardoos have been bluffing for decades? That’s insane. How would they even pull that off?” Ryder shrugs, his face grim. “They’re good at theatrics. They’ve got replicas, illusions, and enough fear tactics to keep people from asking too many questions. Most who dared to challenge them ended up dead or too scared to talk.”

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."

I demand gently. He flash his hair out of his eyes but then glance at someone at the back,a guy I don't know his name but he's always walking with that Noah kid.Whoever he is he makes Max nervous along with Noah. "Who's that Max?" I ask caressing his hands. "J-jack".he stuttered. "Did he did that?". He lift his wrist up,telling me that Jack did that to his wrist.I grip the edge of the desk to hold back my anger .

"Gosh, it's really you. You've totally reinvented yourself." Time had sculpted away my youthful awkwardness, replacing it with a grounded poise honed by global experiences. "Hey, it's been a while," I replied evenly. "This is serendipity!" Jenny bubbled. "We're having a class reunion upstairs at the swanky Cloud Lounge. Lots of folks are coming, including Shannon. You've gotta join. They'll flip when they see you now." It had been a while since I heard that name, but like a faint, faded snapshot, it barely stirred dust in my memory banks.