Nene #fnf Novels & Stories

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.

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Nene, twelve years ago, had set aside money for a foundation that didn’t exist yet for a question she hadn’t answered yet for people she hadn’t met yet. “How much?” Selene said. He told her.

Neil leaned in, wrapping an arm around my legs to keep me from rolling off, dipping his head bracing a hand on the couch beside me, his scent and heat crowding in. "Definitely wired,” he said quietly. “Tense.” I swallowed hard. “You two--- I thought we were eating?" "Oh, we are… And then I think we'll feed something else… or the other way around?" "Definitely the other way around." "It'll get cold," I said, my voice trembling. Neil waved a hand over the food, a golden dome appeared over it. "No, it won't. You ever heard of the four Fs, Renee?"

Just… possessive enough to make her pulse spike. Aire exhaled sharply and sat up. This was ridiculous. She grabbed her phone and checked the time—5:42 a.m. Too early to pretend last night never happened, too late to sleep through it. Her phone buzzed. Nia: OMG THANK YOU FOR GRABBING MY LAPTOP I WOULD’VE DIED 😭 Aire smiled despite herself. Aire: Anytime. Three dots appeared. Disappeared. Then— Nia: You should come over later. Dad’s making dinner.