Naz Norris Mga Nobela at Kwento

NARRATOR In a gorgeous private restaurant with an incredible view of the city, two people were having lunch at an elegant table for two as they chatted mainly about business. Opposite Rock was a glamorous looking woman, who seemed to be in her early forties. She was no other person but Nora Jones. She was a famous renowned actress and the CEO of Nora cosmetics. She was also the author of Hidden Secrets; The Heart of Man. This is a book that was as widely known as its author.

Her hand tightens on the gun in her hand and I breathe out a shaky sigh. “Wow,” Nora sounds really disgusted. “Zackery isn’t married, but Louis was,” I add. “Shut the f*ck up!” She yells as she fires her weapon. Luckily, it is not at my head, but at the ceiling. If Nora thinks that I wouldn’t have done a background check on her after she had told me that Violet was alive, then she is as stupid as a mule. Her name is Nora Ross, a grandmaster for our branch in Nigeria.

she smiled while waving her hands through the crowds, her eyes roaming through like she was searching for someone who had to be found. Nico finally walked in , while she sat by lex who kept asking if she was okay . “ I'm okay lex , I promise “ , she smiled while pointing towards the stage and asking who that was . “ It's Nora , the sponsor of the program” . Nico's jaw dropped , her mouth agape while lex stared at her. What was Nora doing at the party? How did she join the Dark Moon pack?

She wasn't lying. Wow… what a small world. Norris had slept with my friend, and now I was trying to get his brother drunk.

I quickly swallowed down the food before looking at the man. Up close, he had even more wrinkles and looked older than I thought. I wondered how old he was for him to look this way because I know our kind ages very slowly but what got my attention though was his eyes. His pale blue eyes were very sharp and didn't miss anything, taking me in. "This is Elder Norris. He's a shaman and has been my father's friend for as long as I could remember, and he's here to help us." Noah explained and his eyes softened with emotion when he looked back at Elder Norris.

Stand off: Norris paced the woods just outside Black Mountain. He was waiting for the signal or for Arkyn to arrive. He had been waiting for this moment. He really wished it had been his father. Not much was said about how he died. He hoped he suffered. Died slowly, painfully. Alone. Norris ran his hair through his short sandy color hair. His dark green eyes studying the entrance. Years of living in the Dark Forest made his eyes accustomed to the dark, he could see for miles. The weather was not bothering him either. No sunshine meant the forest did not get warm. He clenched his jaw waiting.

Michael shrugged, "If I wasn’t good enough, she’s all yours." Zoe had no choice. With everyone watching, she felt like a puppet, forced to go along with another dance. When the music finally stopped, the new man was at least courteous enough to offer her a seat in one of the booths to rest. He handed her a drink and introduced himself, "I’m Leo Norris. I run a textile business and hope to work with York Corporation someday." "Sure, there are always opportunities. Nice to meet you," Zoe responded. Before she could say more, Michael joined in, clinking glasses with them and forcing Zoe to drink.

“I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.” Allen rushed to me. “C'mon man, we are family, you don't have to do this….” “What was your gain? This isn't about you being left broke…you have always wanted to take control of The Rodriguez's group and I foolishly helped you, Allen you know my principles, you don't mine gold in another person's territory.” “Fine,” Allen blurted out. “Don't make the call, I would talk to Maria myself.” “I really don't want to get blood on my hands right now but your mistress has to go and you would pay for using me in your sick plan,” I turned back

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

It was becoming intense, and his uncle was just a door down, so I didn't think it was appropriate for us to sleep together, at least for now. He turned his tv on, running to his N*****x app, and we decided to watch The Perfect Date with Noah Centineo and Laura Marano. It's always been one of my favorites, and technically it's a chick flick, but Russell didn't mind. As long as it meant for us to cuddle up and stay together in bed, he was ok with it.