Hector Zeroni Holes Novels & Stories

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 said. "War spread through both territories. Only safe place is base. Way to base going through battle near Lissauer. You will need knife," Mateo said much slower caveman tone. "Lissauer?" I said as Mateo shepherded us down the stairs. "Are the people there safe?" "Not for long," Mateo said with a sense of urgency as we walked out the door with Connor too. "Where's Leo?" I asked. "Close to Haden." "Where's Haden?" I asked

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

And I was so fucking exhausted, but I had to keep going. I'd been staring at the same set of search results for over an hour now, and my mind was feeling numb. I combed through Hector Alonzo’s aliases, his digital footprints, shell corporations, and whatever the hell breadcrumbs I could scrape together. But there was nothing I could use to reach out to him without tipping him off and making myself look incompetent to Adrian. I had to find a way to balance keeping Hector alive, while making sure Adrian knew I’d succeeded, and that I had nothing to do with him slipping through his fingers.

Aiden said, his teeth almost gritting and I know he’s stopping to do so. Of course there’s a story behind Quillon’s name but saying that to the Alpha King will be a lead of the puzzle. And we don’t know yet if Zeron is solving a puzzle or just merely curious. Zeron smirked. “Ah, I’ll agree to that. You’re rather stiff.” he chuckled. “The boy is taking so long.” he sighed. So long? Its only been, what, five minutes? “He’ll be here soon.” Aiden assured. “If its okay, may I ask which north of the North were you headed?”

He was the smallest of the 25, in size, barely 5'3", no military past, just a record of ghosting every foster system he’d been placed into. Raised by no one, loyal to nothing. That’s what got Antonioni’s attention. But Zino was also a coding wizard. Got Antonioni's attention there too. Milo dropped a hard drive on the table. "Your target is a courier. a Lorenzo’s man. He has a molar implant, titanium cap, right lower second molar. Inside it? Data. Maps. Codes. List of defectors." Zino’s brows twitched, just once.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

My mother almost died that day and now I ran the risk of losing both my mother and Alina. That only pissed me off further. I could feel my magic fighting to be released but I held back knowing that I needed Kendra to talk first before I did something that could probably end her life. Then I finally noticed a dark hooded figure at the corner of my room. He stepped out of the darkness, his muscular built just slightly taller than me. When he let his hood down I felt my breath catch in my throat. He looked startlingly similar to Kendra. Same caramel skin tone, same shape eyes, the same wicked grin tugging at the corner of their lips. "You must be the famous hybrid that has the Devil himself qua

******* The packing lot of HB was quiet as Zane sat on the hood of a spotless black Mustang, his hands stuffed in the pocket of his black jacket, a black mask covering half of his face, and a face cap over his hair. The sound of his soft whistle echoed throughout the lot, scaring Chairman Harker slightly as he entered the area with his bodyguard. When he reached his car and saw Zane sitting on it, he frowned, lashing out, “Hey, punk! Who are you?! Don't you know that this car costs more than your pathetic life? Get your dirty ass off my car right now.”