Nero Stories Novels & Stories

What does she think about the situation she's in? "Well, obviously, rescuing you, Miss Damsel in distress," I replied, and the a**holes were grinning from ear to ear. Geez, I really want to break their noses and all the bones in their body. "Edgar, get her." The knife-guy ordered the man that's holding Sammy's left arm. Good choice, since the girl is left-handed. The guy is approaching me slowly like he wants to catch a cat. Well, sorry, Dude, you'll be the first one to taste my madness.

“You remind me of a girl in a deep, beautiful slumber. You’re dreaming of silk sheets and a monster who would kill for you.” I tilt my head, my brow furrowing. “I don’t understand.” “The problem with dreams,” she continues like she didn’t hear me, “is that the waking up is usually violent. You think you’re the heroine of a fairytale, but a girl is never the heroine.” Before I can find my voice to retort, a wall of pure heat and darkness moves between us. Nero. “Donna Nera.” His voice is a low growl, vibrating with a warning that makes the nearby guests shift uncomfortably.

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

“We found him.” --- *Sub-Level 4* The ice door shattered. Not from Kieran. From the _inside_. Standing there was a boy. 12 years old. Black hair to his shoulders. Skin so pale it was blue. Wearing a hospital gown. Bare feet on ice. Not cold. He _was_ cold. Silver eyes. Not molten like Rylan’s. Not fire like Lyra’s. _Absolute zero_. “Project 5,” the boy said. “But my name is _Nero_.”

The mocking sound echoed sharply off the stone walls. "Seven thousand years..." He shook his head, stepping toward her and extinguishing the tiny flame between two fingers. "Seven thousand years... for this? What an extraordinary waste." He opened the Black Ledger one last time, writing with slow, deliberate strokes: Experiment 773. Awakening Result: Common Fire Authority. Conclusion: Failure. The book snapped shut with finality. "You can hardly remain "Experiment 773 forever," he said, looking down at the kneeling goddess. "From today onward... your name is Nysera."

"I have big respect for Nature and Human law. In this Netherworld, it's obvious that only the Human law defunct. A universe without law spawns chaos and with law, there is order. Instead of saying that there are two worlds, I prefer seeing it as the same world divided into half. A line between the Netherworld and the Nemesis, One is familiar and one is meant to be hidden. If I have the right to choose, I will erase that line myself and let Nemesis overrun the world. My mouth agape with happiness. I see now, him studying Philosophy was not a waste of time after all; he has a tremendous respect for the Human Law because he was able to understand its friendly nature. "But for that to happen," L

She wasn't sure how to feel about that information. Because she wasn't hiding anything... at least she didn't think so. "Now, for the physical aspect," Sera said again, "What we need most is a good Nereu. Nereus are what we call the warriors of Luxe City. People who can manipulate energy. All of you here were selected for your Nereu abilities, so we will work on them during these three months." Nereu. Shay could picture it now—her new job, possibly protecting Luxe City from... what exactly?

Her eyes glowed purple, and powerful energy radiated from her in waves. As Sora knelt, catching her breath, Ursula crouched beside her. "Okay," Ursula whispered softly, gently brushing a strand of hair from Sora's face. "Your daughter will be strong, even stronger than you." Her golden eyes flashed with a warning. "Don't forget our deal, Sora. Don't forget.”

Make him know what it feels like to be bitter, and when she's done, he's going to wish he was never born. His name is Rory John Gate and she's going to be his nightmare." She finishes speaking and finally looks over at the little girl and she is already asleep and she gets up and lays a soft kiss on her head and cover her up with the bedsheets, before walking out of the room. Authors message: Hello and welcome to the sequel of Little Nerdy Nightmare I hope you really like the beginning, if you did, leave a review. Love you guys

Emerson's POV "Anyway." I leaned back in the chair, steering us away from the subject of Brooklyn entirely. "Did you see that match last night? The one Marquez was talking about?" "The City game?" Jordan's face lit up immediately, exactly as I'd hoped. "Bro, that second half was insane. I still don't understand how they let that equalizer through." "Defense fell apart completely." "Completely." He grabbed his controller again, gesturing at the screen. "Speaking of which — you in for a rematch? I've been waiting all week to wipe the floor with you again."