Joe Anoai Novels & Stories

Any one of us will always be there to answer you". Noah looked around to see his four generals came back after distributing the materials among the students. "Now. I want my direct in line junior to stand up and report me. A082. Stand up". The hall erupted at Noah shouted. We all were looking at our name tags. Except, yes, our Conrad. He was engrossed in the papers that he didnt notice when Noah came and stood beside us. "Who is A082"? He said again but jeez. Eric tried to elbow him but a glare from Noah was enough to corner him. He is scary.

Ozouf had no choice but to cheer up as well as he entered deeper int the crowd to avoid any form of contact with Edon's eye. Sooner than later, Phelan felt unsafe being held up in their house, she whispered to her small brother bot to bother her as she made her way out. “I feel so insecure, and I feel overwhelmed with abnormal powers, so let no one know that I left the house!” She said to Zeff knowing that Zeff was aware that she was turning eighteen and was then the time to become more powerful.

I could hear him holding back an evil cackle when he called himself a made genius. I rolled my eyes as I tossed three big steaks onto the grill. “Dial it back and stay on track,” I sighed. “Alright. I’m digging into Rowan’s records more. He’s got secret offshore accounts getting sums ranging from as small as five hundred to as high as two grand. The deposit dates line up with the dates poachers have been on the property. I am backtracking the deposits to see if they are coming directly from these bastards to Rowan or if he’s transferring the funds some other way,” he explained.

“I would stand back if you’re going to watch. We are starting soon.” “I’m Ren’s assistant,” I tell him. He looks visibly surprised, tugging his glove off his hand to shake mine. He looks boyishly handsome. He has shimmering blonde hair that glows under the midday sunlight. No wonder the girls have been gushing. Especially with his warm brown eyes. “Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Nik, I’m the manager of this lot,” he tells me, motioning over his shoulder at the others who seem unfazed at my presence.

“Regardless of what you telling me, it's not going to leave this bedroom.” “These walls have ears, and if you think that anything that you say is not known to others, you are very wrong. This place is not a place for you to mess around or to think that you have the privacy or the silence or solitude. Everything they you say is heard. Every move that you make is calculated and one mistake can end up being fatal.” She said, almost like a warning. But then she chose to continue. “The war. His father. The betrayal. This place. Take your pick. Nolan’s always been... composed, sharp, focused, but he used to be human under all of that. Now? I’m not sure he even remembers what softness feels like. I

I said as I fought a smile. “You give them everything and this is how they treat you,” Gabe sighed. “I’ll get started on your mythical. I’m Adea. What can I get you?” I asked his friend. “I heard. I’m Leo. I’ll take what Gabriel’s having,” he said. He wore a white baseball cap flipped back, his blonde hair was shaved short, but long in the front. He was handsome, his light brown eyes stared at me with interest and a hint of jealousy. As if there was anything to be jealous about between me and Gabe.

she said, chin high. Another voice joined. “I do.” An older man pushed through the crowd, glasses perched on a crooked nose, hands ink-stained and callused. Eamon, the old scholar. The man who taught Noah to read his first words. “I’ve seen the man you’ve become,” Eamon said. “Your mother would’ve been proud. And I stand with you now.” Then the voices came like a flood. “I do.” “You have my claws.” “For the Luna!” Then came Rakesh.

“Is this for Reyna again? Is this person her friend? Why would you want to know about her friend when you can ask her?” “Because Reyna doesn’t know about him also. She doesn’t know shit about him, where he lives or comes from…” Joe's lips curled up into a smile as he leaned towards Niko. “So this person is a boy.. impressive..” he said sarcastically making Niko eye him. “What do you mean?” Niko asked with raised brows. “You’re..:just…jealous..” Joe mocked him, standing from the chair and walking towards the door. “You don’t want him to take baby Reyna from you….what a pity..” he mocked, sniffing in before walking out of the office.

A yearning smile appeared on Joe’s face, as if he was lost in an unforgettably beautiful memory. However, Kamaitachi was confused by his story. “Isn’t your father the lord of the Quintus family, Jakoda Quintus? Has he lived here before?” “I didn’t mean him.” Joe shook his head. “My father’s name is James Yard, an average migrant worker. He’s my real father.” Although Kamaitachi didn’t really understand what Joe meant, he didn’t get to the bottom of it because he was not the type to ask too many questions. He took another bite of his tomato and admittedly, the fruit was very sweet.

I get up from the bench and turn to talk to them. “Hey Jason what’s up?” “Not much just getting a pump in you know? I didn’t know you lifted.” “Who’s this?” Sean asks. “It's my boy Pablo. We have art together. He’s chill.” Jason says. “Who?” “He goes to our school, dude. He’s the only Mexican at our school.” “Oh that guy! I thought his name was Juan.” “No idiot. It's Pablo. Isn't that right Pablo?” I stay quiet for a moment. Were they having a conversation about me, in front of me?