Kronos Sykes の小説・ストーリー

“Please… let me finish.” My voice sounded rough. “If you say anything before I finish this, I won’t be able to do it.” She froze. Watching me. Waiting. So I forced the truth out. “I’m Cronos.” The name hung in the air. “The information broker. The one who buys secrets. The one who destroys companies quietly before anyone even knows what happened.” Her expression didn’t change. That made me nervous. “I’ve been watching you for years,” I continued. “Long before we got married. Long before Oscar.”

“By her grace and elegance, she is, my lord. But she is not for sale. She is to be wed by the next full moon; her heart belongs to another.” Sir Braavos shook his head, a wry smirk playing on his lips. “I see a face and a body, yes, but I see neither grace nor elegance. Perhaps I should have my eyes examined for a better prescription?” A wave of suppressed chuckles broke out among the neighboring Omegas watching from the distance. Jake and Amanda’s expressions soured instantly, insulted to be humbled so effortlessly on their own land. “Just take her and go,” Jake snapped, his demeanor turning harsh as his pride took a hit. “Send our regards to the Alpha King.”

Kyle rushed through his morning meetings and tidied up some stuff so that he wouldn't have to be back for a long time. He couldn't wait to get back to his little pain in the ass, princess. He touched his inside jacket pocket to make sure the box from Harry Winston was there and patted the packages on the seat next to him.

Even for a dragon. “Blaze…?” Persia called out. “Just skip him. I heard his name from Kuroyuki.” I said. The person sitting next to Blaze is the guy with the brown hair and glasses. Every time he nudges his glasses, there’s always a glint. “Name: Kronos Y Chronocock. Human. Ranked Seven. Codename: .” Am I actually imagining symbols from his words…? How scary. “Arsenal…? This means you had a lot of weapons in your hand…?”

“If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you had feelings for the girl.” Six’s gaze narrowed. “But you do know me, or at least what I am.” “One of the true sociopaths of our little ragtag group.” “You aren’t one?” I asked. I’d assumed they were all a variety of psychotic. “Oh no, darling, I am. Six here just happens to be one of the most emotionless of us all. A great actor if he was able to woo you before he abducted you.” The cadence of his voice was almost lyrical. Smooth and transitioning, an almost feminine quality. Much different from Six’s monotone, masculine one, and somewhat out of place for a killer.

she bent down so Sykes stroked her back, "Sykes had fraternal twin sister" he looked at me. "And you resemble alot to him" I bit my lip. "When sykes got into accident tanya was with my daughter Sky and the day Sykes died tanya was out of reach too, my wife was been admitted to hospital because of what happened and we never had a contact with tanya anymore, Sky is just 3 years old at that time so i did everything because we lose Sykes already and i don't want to lose his twin sister too but i did, we lost both of them, they're our miracle baby cause they're only born in there surrogate mother and that's Tanya my sister, my wife is weak and only a vitro fertilization is our chance so we both d

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

Storming into theirs I kneel down out of breath “ Oh goodness are you alright dear?” grams says running over to me “ yeah I’m fine I just had to walk back here because my car wouldn’t start.” “ I wonder if you were a target.” she mumbled “ what?” “ Nothing dear, go to the kitchen and I’ll make some tea.” I do as she says, watching her make tea I couldn’t help but ask “ Have you heard of this ‘king’ rogue who’s built himself a pack back in the US?”

Brawen thought to herself, if only her Chris could be like this, she would have had less trouble. I am John Kronos, from today I will be in charge of guiding you to practice, let's help each other. Yes, please take care of me - Brawen nodded gratefully, thinking that he was a warm son of a famous family. John Kronos - the student council president of the aristocracy, the youngest son of the near-pure Kronos family (noble with pure genes). My father is Count Kronos - an effective hand at King Collie's side. Mother is the order of Mrs. Rose, Queen Margaret's best friend. Her biological sister, Alyssa, a noble near-pure noble lady, is on the list of pure-blooded lady candidates after Fire Princ

"I'm the worst aunt slash pseudo mom ever." I pull out of her with a groan. I pick up a sock off the floor and clean myself off, throwing it into the dirty clothes basket. "He's six months old. He has absolutely no idea what just happened. And he has the attention span of the hyper-hypo." "The what? Hand me a sock please." "The hyper-hypo?" She gives me a blank stare. "Mike Myers on Saturday Night Live?" She shakes her head, jumps off the washing machine, and throws the sock in the basket.