Hibit Novels & Stories

ACE If there was one place I hated more than my very own home, it was the fucking hospital. From the white vinyl floors to the pungent odor of disinfectant that had my nostrils burning, I hated it all. But what I hated the most—what instantly became my pet peeve—was their stupid fucking rules. I was good and ready to threaten whoever I needed to but Jericho held me back. He didn't even have to do it physically or use words. It was a simple glare, one that reminded me of how our mother used to use the very same glare to chastise me during my childhood.

He is wearing a red collar, which identifies him as a guardian of King Moon. When he is two meters away from me he turns his head to the side with the intention of lunging towards my neck, I jump and dodge his attack but as soon as I fall to the ground I notice how Annabeth falls to the side, I turn quickly to see if she is ok and she nods at me. The guardian comes closer again but I'm faster and bite his neck, without breaking it, once I let him go I bite his right front paw listening to his

" I trailed . '" you think I've not thought of all of that ? Fred stop getting angry because I'm more angry right now " I said and he ran his fingers in his hair . " I'm sorry I just .....my life is ruined ,just one night and all these happening in my life ...I don't know how to feel Aria I shouldn't have fvcked Veronica " he said sadly . " It already happened love blaming yourself wouldn't help in anyway ,have you tried asking Sergio to hack into her system or something ? I asked.

So the young nice waitress tried to escape Hana’s hug. On the street, Sugai aggressively kicked his leg against the tree and then immediately jumped up and down, hugging his leg, his mouth constantly rubbing "It hurts", physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wished he had super powers, released all his ranger stored in his body. There was a lot of work that he had to finish but those two people were constantly causing trouble.

he said skeptically. “I have experience and information that could be useful. If we work together, maybe we can anticipate a bigger threat,” I replied confidently. He hesitated for a moment, but finally said, “We can talk further, but remember, this is my territory. Don’t play around with security.” The conversation took us in a deeper direction. There was tension in the air. “Knowing who to trust in this situation is key,” he continued, warning and inviting discussion. “This is already Blue Moon Pack territory. Your Alpha has lost to us, and this is already our territory,” he replied.

Lisa’s hands trembled as she sifted through the ancient texts in the folder. The weight of what Mia had uncovered pressed down on her like a physical force. The information before her was a tangled web of botanical knowledge, ancient rituals, and dark secrets. The *Sopor Veritas* was not just rare—it was an artifact of a bygone era, used in ceremonies that involved mind control, trances, and, in some cases, death.

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No spikes. No surges. Only space where smoothing should have been. She did not label it hostility. Hostility required intent to dominate. This was competition. Prototype Three reframed the problem. If hesitation could not be eliminated without escalation, then devotion must outperform it. Not through force. Through preference. She opened new simulation strata, entire conceptual environments blooming into existence. Devotion Variant A: Increased affective reward upon partial alignment. Devotion Variant B: Social amplification through peer mirroring and normative reinforcement. Devotion Variant C: Anticipatory reassurance deployed before hesitation fully cohered.