Forbidden Library Re Zero Novels & Stories

my voice trailed off as I fought to stifle a moan that was threatening to spill out of me. "What the fuck!"came the exasperated growl that snapped both I and dan out of our romance. My body jolted as I stared at the dangerous profile of marco who was standing by the doorway of the library. Oh shit. Now I'm in trouble Emilia stared at the dangerous figure of marco who loomed by the doorway of the library. The look in his eyes were threatening. She had never seen it before. The muscles in his jaw clenched and unclenched. His fist were balled up so tight she could swore his knuckles were turning white.

Andrew glanced at Malcolm before adding, "Don't worry. After this press conference, I'll hand all of this evidence over to the police. I'm confident they'll thoroughly verify its authenticity." Then he presented the third piece of evidence. It was the video my office computer had recorded that night. The footage clearly showed Malcolm opening my desk drawer after I left and placing two empty liquor bottles inside. Next came the fourth video. It had been recorded a week earlier. That day, Malcolm had unexpectedly come to my house for dinner and encouraged me to drink with him. After I became intoxicated, he put on the gloves Cindy had prepared for him and carefully collected the two empty liq

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

I'm not naturally academically gifted. No matter how hard I push myself—staying up until three in the morning only to drag myself out of bed at six—I can barely keep my grades somewhere in the middle of the class. For most of my school life, no one pays much attention to me. That changes three months before the college entrance exam. One day, my homeroom teacher, Victoria Bennett, calls class president Ethan Sterling and me into her office without warning. She looks at me sternly, asking, "Did you cheat off Ethan during this month's exam?" I shake my head. "No." Victoria turns to Ethan. "What do you have to say?" Ethan quietly chuckles. "I was focused on my own test, so I didn't re

I felt disgusted and shoved him away. "How long are you going to stay mad?" he asked, his voice full of irritation. I didn't answer. My tears soaked into the pillow beneath my head. "Fine." Adam got up and slammed the door behind him, leaving me alone in the room. I squeezed my fists tight, swearing to myself that once I had justice for the child I lost, I would sever the mate bond between us for good! The next morning, I woke early. I bought a new phone and immediately texted Chris:

And so, Seolurrie suggested about what she feels. "Excuse me, I think our formations are quiet wrong." She raised her hand. "What do you mean?" Hunter Hale asked. "This formation is used when raiding a gate. But we won't be raiding any gates we will participate in a battle royale." They all listened to her explanation. "So, I was thinking if we were to use this position our rear and both of our sides will present to be unguarded." She continued. "You're right, then how about you suggest a position, Hunter Seolurrie. For sure you already have a solution in mind." Hunter Hale urged Seolurrie to tell her solution.

It wasn't one of our best days at the office. On the card was written Zilak promotion enterprise. The son of the chairman was one of our vip clients then. As my company produces new beauty products, we come in contact with different influential personnels for marketing of our brand. Zilak promotion enterprise was one of our biggest advertisement and promotional client. They buy, test and advertise products from us and market or resell at their own price. It was on a July, I had handed the deal to some of trusted staff to prepare and ready the products for marketing and promotion as Hosae, The son of the chairman of zilak was to represent the company to select new brands for marketing.

Some people seemed genuinely sorry for me, but most just saw it as confirmation that I didn't belong among them. Healer Nora tried to keep me busy with extra work, but I could see the concern in her motherly eyes. She'd asked me several times if I was feeling alright, but I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. How could I explain that my own mate had found me so unworthy that he'd chosen to destroy me publicly rather than simply reject me in private? Things took a turn for the worse when Vera decided I needed additional punishment for "embarrassing the pack" with my "inappropriate behavior" toward the Alpha. She reassigned me from helping in the medical wing to scrubbing floors and c

With homemade apple pie and vanilla ice cream for dessert. Thankfully there was no sign of bozo the entire evening. Felix and Alexa wasted no time going back to 'their' room, and having some alone time. I wouldn't be surprised if my sister is marked and turned tomorrow, her first shift would be this weekend under the full moon. I wanted to text her and ask her how her room was, and if she was going to let him mark her tonight. Sadly I lost my phone the night Lane tried to kill me, I'm guessing he took it. So without my phone I'm now stuck in Zanes room with him, and I could cut the awkwardness with a knife.

Funny how that worked out. The night he saved me, I asked him how I could ever repay him. He looked at me so seriously it almost felt real. "Then be mine." I pinched him lightly. "I'm serious." His breathing turned uneven as he pulled me closer. "Then... give me 290 forgiveness tokens." "Forgiveness tokens?" I wrapped my arms around him, confused. He laughed softly. "Silly girl. If I ever hurt you 290 times, I'll use those tokens to ask for forgiveness 290 times. Once they're gone, we won't owe each other anything anymore."