Nemesis Sudou Novels & Stories

she stomped her foot on his thigh. Acting like a kid was her favorite thing to do, it made everyone around her angry, and there wasn't an exception for the other man, who stood there motionless for a second, after skillfully pulling his gun out, but Aurora was faster, and shot twice at his thighs, making him fall on his knees in front of her. "Who is this girl?" A voice sounded in the black SUV in the car Amelia was in. Amelia smiled at her youngest brother-in-law, who was now staring at Aurora. "She's Aurora Rune, the fucking Devil herself," Amelia smirked at him knowingly. "Hot damn, sister, you started cursing now, this girl is amazing huh?" "I don't curse, Andrea, I state facts." Amelia

Survive the night. ​Beside me, Sasha stepped up to the railing, her emerald dress shimmering under the terrace lights as she beamed at Antonio. She looked ecstatic, her face flushed with genuine pride. But now, with my eyes fully opened by the memories of my death, I saw the dangerous truth. She wasn't looking at a future brother-in-law. She was looking at her partner. At her protector. At her lover. ​"A beautiful toast for a beautiful couple," Sasha said smoothly, her voice dripping with affection as she reached out to gently pat my arm. Her manicured fingers felt like ice against my skin. "We are so incredibly proud of you both. Tonight changes everything for our family."

He just stood there, eyes on me, face completely blank, like he was watching something mildly interesting happen to a stranger he had never met before in his life. Jordan leaned over and said something low into his ear. Emerson didn't even turn his head to respond. He kept his eyes on the scene in front of him and stayed exactly where he was. My chest cracked a little. I was not going to show it. Savannah caught the whole exchange. I watched her eyes travel from me to Emerson and back again, and the smile that slowly spread across her face made my skin crawl. It was the smile of someone who had just gotten exactly what they wanted without even asking for it.

In their homeworld of Triton, they lived in islets surrounded by a vast dark blue ocean that were occasionally disturbed by the storm that came from the grey cloudy skies. Here, however, was a desert that changes color depending on where the sun would stop at a given time. In the horizon, it would be purple. If the sun was at zenith point, it was light tan but when the sun sets and paved way for the moon to shine, it was green. The Solar ADF had grown on calling it 'Neon Desert', for some reason.

He handed me one and I took it gratefully, following him back down to the garage where his car was parked. We’d been driving for maybe twenty minutes when he spoke again. “We’re not taking the car all the way there.” “What do you mean?” I asked, taking a sip of the coffee. “The pack territory is in the mountains and completely off-grid,” Luca explained, taking a turn onto the highway heading east. “There’s a private airstrip about forty minutes from here. We’ll take my jet the rest of the way.” “You have a jet,” I said flatly. “The pack has a jet,” Luca corrected. “But yes, we’ll take it. It’s faster and it means we’ll have more time to talk to Aurora before anyone can interrupt us.”

Maya suddenly said, and I nodded absentmindedly, still perusing through the journal. Once I was all alone, I continued reading. But then I came across a line that sent a jolt of awareness through me. 'I miss you, Anessa. I've been on the hunt for the moonstone because it's the only thing that can kill me. It won't be long now. I'll join you soon.' I blinked, startled by this revelation. Only then did I realize that the journal didn't belong to Mason. The conversation I’d heard earlier was proof that it in fact belonged to Alpha Daxton.

He pulled me back down onto the bed, his grip never leaving my arm. “Why are you doing this to me?” I asked him, afraid that I won’t like the answer. “You are my saol gra.” He said simply, as if I know what that means. “I don’t even know what that is. I want to go home.” I responded, confused and scared. “You can’t go home, not yet.” He told me, with a soft tone in his voice. I was suddenly seeing another side to Namhaid. I no longer felt cold, sharp chills when he touched me, and his voice was as sweet as candy. “I told you that I will never lie to you, and I am a man of my word.” He told me, as I sat there, with a scowl on my face. “Nemesis, we were made to love each other. My soul recogni

Then he apologised to Joanna and promised that he would never do that to any girl again in his life… Though I hadn’t done anything like that again after that, I knew that I had to do exactly that to get the demon to answer. After I realised I was Nemesis, I had done research on Nemesis’s powers. I had read that Nemesis had the power to appear as someone’s worst nightmare; the person they hated the most and was scared of… And Nemesis could make them see their worst nightmares come true. I will have to do exactly that.

"What matters is what he believes he is owed and what he is willing to do to collect it." "And what is he willing to do." Marcus was quiet for a moment. The kind of quiet that means the answer is not a comfortable one and he is deciding how to give it to me without being dishonest. "Eduardo Caruso," he said finally, "is a man who inherited his father's connections and none of his father's patience. Donatello was ruthless but methodical. Eduardo is ruthless and impulsive, which is a considerably more dangerous combination." He looked at me steadily. "He will not move openly. Not against me directly, not yet, the exposure would cost him more than it would gain. But he will look for pressure po