Nemesis-lacroix Novels & Stories

Brooklyn's POV I sat on the edge of my bed for a long time after leaving Daisy's room. My father's secret cell. I turned the words over and over. They didn't get more comfortable with repetition. Patrick Weston was a billionaire who owned a school and ran a firm and moved through the world like someone who had never once been told no. The idea that a man like that had somewhere private — somewhere he put people who had become inconvenient — was not actually as surprising as it should have been.

Nero’s boots pounded against the carpet as he stormed out of the hallway, the echo of the neighbor’s words still searing his mind like a brand. Lila, marrying *Cassian Magnus*. The heir of the Magnus empire, same empire he was once the heir off. The name alone was venom on his tongue, conjuring the memory of that night—Cassian’s laugh as they tortured and then burnt his mother alive, the same evil laugh he laughed as they tore his sister away to God knows where. Even Lila’s trembling form, Cassian’s smug leer, the crack of the lantern against the man’s head.

The blonde haired woman with pink highlights is my cousin, Leto Brookes, mafia queen, she co-leads The Nexus with Xavier, feared in the underworld but classy in the real world. “Where’s Xavier?” I ask, looking around to see if I can see him anywhere. “Xavier is out with the men. They are raiding a mob’s mansion. So, what brings my sweet cousin here?” Leto tucks the gun into the waistband of her fitted black trousers; it’s hard to imagine that the cold Leto pointing a gun at someone is the one talking to me so casually. She has two sides, the friendly and darker side; you don’t want to cross either.

Nicholas looked up from the pile of files on his desk at Chloe Brooks’ greeting. “Yes, to serve Luna Aurora and protect her from any harm,” the blond girl answered with determination on her pretty face. She was the best female warrior Nicholas had trained. Smart, loyal, tough as nails. “Good. If one hair is missing from her, you will be held accountable. Understood?” Nicholas said. “You asshole, don’t be so harsh on her. People shed at least 50 hairs one day,” Alexander interjected. “Elder Alexander, I believe Alpha Nicholas intended it as an emphasis. Just in case you couldn’t read between lines,” Chloe retorted bitingly, shooting the Elder a dirty glare.

“Read and sign these carefully. You start Monday. Welcome to Nexus Morgan Intel Inc., Ms. Marquez. Don't make the same mistake.” I met his gaze, searching for a hint of mercy, but found only the same icy blue depth I’d seen in the lobby. AUTHOR’S POV “B-Boss, please! Have mercy!” Laxus ground his teeth, his jaw tight with rage. They were at the hideout, surrounded by his most trusted men. Unique, his sotto capo, sat calmly on a nearby sofa, cleaning a .45 caliber pistol. “Who sent you to sabotage the Nexus?” Laxus asked, his voice low but vibrating with fury.

she said. Remy didn’t need the explanation she gave next to understand the weight of it. He had heard enough already, seen enough already, to know that the threat was never only brute force. Darius was the kind of man who would set a forest on fire just to smoke one fox out of its den. Celeste’s jaw tightened. “He’d cause a war between the gods just to get rid of Nico,” she said, voice low with disgust, “so he could steal Elara Voss from him.”

While the police were conducting their investigation, Jean sneaked over to me as if wanting to get even for her bruised face. "Vanessa, I told Gary not to rescue you and asked Charles to humiliate you. Weren't you always admired and respected by everyone at work? I'd like to see if anyone will still want a disgraced woman like you!"

Apart from space and so many of us living together before really knowing each other, the time had been beneficial in teaching us what works and where each person's skills did the most good. It's not lost on me that Nemesis would fit in very well here. Not only because of his hacking skills but because of the person he is, those values that come through loud and clear can be matched with any one of the men here, from Lyon to the SEALs and my friends and I, the frat boys as we're so fondly referred to by the others.

Author's POV. "That bitch! She's ruining everything, if those stupid rumors she's spreading keeps up, we'll lose a lot of allies, they think we'll betray them because we sold off our Luna, dammit!" Nicholas snarled angrily, flinging the tablet which shattered everywhere.

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.