Novel & Cerita Jennie Solo First 24 Hours Views

It was like the Forbidden Forest swallowed her. Jennifer wrapped her arms around her body after an unpleasant shiver crawled up her spine. The footprints vanished as if something swooped out of the sky and hauled her away. Jennifer switched to a different nail after gnawing the current to oblivion. She tried to focus on the major’s debriefing again, but his voice faded out when her thoughts wandered off. Her blue eyes glanced at her wrist and she breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that the debriefing will end in four minutes.

HUNTER I was nervous as if this was the first time I met Jonea. I even arrived at the place we agreed to meet an hour early. I kept checking the watch on my wrist. "Hi!" Jonea greeted. I turned around. She really came. "Hi," I replied. "How are you? You didn't reply to my messages. I thought you—" I was at a loss for words as Jonea stared at me expressionlessly. Wait, I felt something was different. Today, she seemed…

RENNIE'S POV For weeks, I had kept counting the days. Fourteen nights without hearing her voice. Twenty-three mornings without her smile. Thirty-one calendar months since I last saw her eyes light up. So when I was finally granted a supervised video call with Diane—all thanks to Shawn and Darlington, who were able to get the appeal approved—I thought seeing Diane's face, hearing her giggle, would heal something in me. At least temporarily. But healing was far from what I got.

Still, I kept watch. The others drifted into sleep in pairs or slumped where they'd dropped. Spitfire curled into a nest of her own tail beside J, both of them snoring softly. Rachelle snored like a buzzsaw. Jonie lay on her back with her eyes half-open, blinking at the ceiling. She hadn't spoken much since the rescue. I couldn't blame her. Schnell sat near the Neurovore corpse. He hadn't moved for almost an hour, just stared at it with a reverent fascination that made my skin crawl.

[Alice's POV] Noelle worked fast. Even faster than she had promised. She was a legend! Forty-one hours after I'd sat in that server room surrounded by monitors and anime figurines, my phone buzzed at 2:14 a.m. with a detailed message from Noelle.

Fen was watching me. Not waiting for instruction. Something else. The specific look of a person who had been carrying something for fourteen months inside a compound full of people she couldn't tell, and had now put it down and was standing on the other side of it and was deciding, in this moment, whether what she was looking at was what she'd been holding it for. I held her gaze for one second. She looked back at her screen. "Eighteen hours," I said to the room. Not loudly. It didn't need to be loud.

She's been doing that since I was a kid and I am tired of telling her to stop because it all falls on deaf ears. I sit up on bed, dragging myself, still groggy with sleep. I have only slept for two seconds I swear. I had trouble falling asleep last night;thinking about Jace, Hannah and Karla, and how they hurt me... Thinking about them pisses me off and I feel stupid for ever trusting them. Strange enough, I also thought about him... Ramon... I know he's just a stranger but honestly, I don't know how I would have made it through that night without him... My mom draws the royal blue long curtains and the room is swathed in sunlight. It's a bright day outside;at least the first time the sun ha

"Morning, Mr. Charles, Mrs Charles Mrs vilonia...... Jennie." Jennie’s face went from pale to ghostly. She shifted on the bed, her bravado evaporating as Jacob set the laptop on the rolling table. "Let's have a movie night, shall we?" Jacob said. He hit 'Play.' The footage began. The room watched in horrific silence as Jennie broke the glass and sliced her own arm. Mrs. Lorien dropped her wine glass; it shattered on the floor, unnoticed.

NOLE POV I watch my friend leave and grin before looking back at Jia. She looks so happy, but the tears on her face make me feel uneasy. I know they are tears of joy, but my female should never cry. She should always be happy and healthy. "Next up, Lieutenant Net. Please step forward," the announcer says, and Burk's female moves toward Jia. She grabs her hand and the two of them smile at one another before turning their attention back to Net.

“How long do I have to think about it?” “We will need an answer first thing tomorrow,” Hugo says. “That’s the longest I can give.” That night, I sit alone in my empty house. The girls are at Garnar’s tonight, which leaves this big house devoid of life other than me. It’s lonely, and the silence isn’t helping to stop the echoing of my own troublesome thoughts. To stop the void from eating me alive, I retrieve my cellphone and call Cynthia. “I was wondering when I’d hear from you,” Cynthia says, her welcome voice pushing back the dark thoughts. Talking to someone, especially a friend, helps me feel less like a ghost in my own skin.