From The Corner Of The Oval Mga Nobela at Kwento

The council noted this explicitly in the sentencing record. I attended. I sat in the gallery with Lucas and watched and felt the bond carry what it always carried in these rooms — something steady, something that did not require words, the specific warmth of not being alone inside a difficult moment. Olivia was taken out through the side door as Troy had been. She did not look at me. I did not need her to.

The other alphas and werewolves had been waiting outside the Round hall pacing nervously. Olivia was in tears and held Sarah close to herself, who was crying as well. Gerald hugged his family affectionately, the other two kids Elvin and Tom one each in his arm, their little hands around their father’s neck.

One of her feet on the stomp, raising one knee to her chest. “Who, she?” Orion pointed at Selena with a mockery on his brows. She rolled her eye while sipping a cup of coffee. Jewel, Noah, Jeffry, and Oliver made an entry into the court at that same moment. “Do not underestimate shortys!!!” Noah warned them.

Outside in the corridor, Olive stood very still with a tray of tea growing cold in her hands. She turned around. *The tea could wait.*

Undecim's chosen spot was out of camera view. In that corner, Olivia arranged green leaves to form a zero. The hidden message was, "Let's meet tomorrow night at midnight."

And today, I, Eleanor James, stand at the centre of it all. The plaza was alive with colours—bright banners of gold and ivory fluttered in the soft breeze. The scent of freshly cut roses and lilacs filled the square. Children ran about with painted faces, mothers gathered under the canopies, and cameras flashed from every corner. The stage, draped in white velvet and lined with lilies, gleamed beneath the midday light.

Ophelia The morning after the dinner from hell I showered, dressed, and ran from the villa to make it to the Moonlight Lounge on time. I’d wasted precious minutes puffing on the last shred of Dark Matter I had, hiding behind the detached garage in a corner where the cameras couldn’t reach. Now, with my head swimming blissfully, I waltzed down the sidewalk pointedly ignoring the baby pink Corvette that trailed after me, driving at a whopping three miles per hour.

So far, they seemed convinced by this new version of her as much as I was. “Starting with this,” Olivia concluded. “Welcome to the first ever Town Square Community Event. I hope everyone enjoys this important time to gather and enjoy life together.”

" she got the joke. "Well, Avery, I am glad you are following up." After placing a tap on Avery's shoulder, Cornelia passed her hand through Scarlett's. "Let's get away from here, Scarlett. Let's find somewhere to sit down first." Cornelia drew her away, and the two of them sat down on the couch they had seen in the corner.

Attack at the Villa “Who were you looking at, darling?” David asked again, his voice dropping slightly as they reached a quieter hallway. “I... I’m not sure,” Olivia replied, her voice sounding hesitant. “But there was a figure that looked like Dessy. I saw her in the corner, near the marble pillar, just before the speech began. Her gaze... it was so strange. Full of anger.” David paused, frowning. “Dessy? But why would she be here? There’s no way she could get into an event this important.”