Novel & Cerita I Am Number 4 Novel

Thank God Zion steps in again, smoothing out the tension like it’s nothing. “Sorry if I came off rude earlier, Hayden,” Mom says with a thin smile. “I just want Phoebe to take things seriously… especially since she doesn’t even have a mate yet.” Mate. The word drops into my stomach like a stone. If this is her reaction over something this small, what happens when she finds out the truth? That I have four mates. ** We said our goodbyes not long after. Zion handled everything—Finley left with Adonis on his bike, while Hayden and I rode back with Zion. Honestly, I just wanted to vanish, but of course, that’s not an option.

Apollo said and because of what he said I suddenly felt light in my mood. It only means, if I will give an ordinary blueprint, I will not be chosen. I smiled inwardly. This is easier than I thought. I cannot verbally say that I don't want to do it, but I can just choose not to be chosen. "You said it would be four of us...who's the fourth?" Khleo asked. I don't care who's the fourth person. What I care about right now is to make sure, my design will not be chosen. "You'll meet the fourth person on the third day. For now, just make sure to do your best in this project." Apollo responded to us.

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“Room 406. 406.” On the fourth floor, the corridor was empty and quiet. I tightened my grip on the envelope. My hands were damp. My heart beat too fast. I stopped at a door and checked the plate. My eyes brushed past it; 409, but I didn’t notice. I knocked softly. No answer. The door wasn’t fully closed, so I pushed it open. A low sound came from inside, rough and strained. My breath caught. “Hello?” I whispered. “Sir…?”

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The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

Getting into the torture chamber was far easier than we’d anticipated. It was so easy, in fact, that we were on the alert for danger even more than normal. It took time for my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. When I finally did and was able to move about without fear of bumping into something and bringing attention to our presence, I headed for the small cages along the back wall. There were six cages in all. Two were empty. I moved close enough to see the occupants in the other four. Only one was a human from my world. He was in the very last cage in the dank and darkest corner.

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There were actually two people who did this, but one in particular shook my heart especially hard. For most people, I am an ordinary girl whose life has nothing special going on, just another student who makes some extra money after classes in a bar. When someone got to know me a little closer, found out that I was an orphan who lost my parents very early and was looked after by my grandmother from mother's side, who, however, died just before I went to college. From that moment on, I was left all alone and had to cope somehow, working hard to pay for my studies, living and a tiny, cramped apartment, which was quite far from the center of Tokyo, where the bar where I worked and my university

Ivana narrowed her eyes at her. "Cause I'm the writer," Arielle shrugged her shoulders. "Writer?" Ivana cocked her head to the side. "Remember I promised to fess up everything, I think it's time, Ivana, I know it's hard to believe what I'm going to say but please be patient, I'll explain everything to you. The truth is this world is the world I created, in short, we're inside my novel," She confessed.