Novel & Cerita Nero X

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

"When I found out that my body isn't broken as it seemed to be." Keron's eyes were still glued at the video game. He made a fist with his right hand and pumped it in front of his face. The gesture was recognized by his Battle Gear's sensors, prompting it to detract his headgear and release his head. Cool air from the room's air conditioner embraced his bare face. His features were typically islandic Tritonite--dark tan, glowing light blue eyes, tribal tattoos and a shaven head. The insignia of their tribe was imprinted on his left cheek: a snake encircling his left eye like a cane.

He was lying on his stomach, replying to emails on his phone. Slowly, he turned around, making me sit on his stomach. "Play". I grinned. In response, he smiled, chuckling. "No". "Why?". I pouted, feigning hurt. "You have an appointment with Dr. Renee in an hour's time". Dr. Renee is my gynaecologist. She's supposed to tell us the sex of the baby today. "It's an hour. We'll be done by then". I waggled my brows, smiling with the hope of convincing him...

"I want you to have something." He frowned as he watched me hike up the leg of my jeans and undo the leather strip around my ankle. The brown circlet of soft hide had three glass beads on it, two blues separated by an intense, almost gold yellow. I reached over and grabbed his wrist, turning it over so I could tie it on him. "What's this for?" "It's for luck. Nick made it for me before he left on his shadow hunt. He use to say that as long as the sun shone in the sky, there'd always be hope. He said it was my own piece of they sky, watching over me."

Her nickname is Stormy/Story. Xzander Nero: light brown hair and fern colored eyes. He is rather quiet and watches those around him, not fighting the Rosario family when they come into contact with them. He isn't mute, but he just doesn't like talking twenty four seven and has a sense of doing what is right.

anger resonates over me. “Fuck!!” Nicholas mutters. “I have a plan but I am not sure if it will work, just be at that arena once you see Natalia. Adeline will here in a form we have not seen before” “What are you planning on doing?” Nicholas asks me from the other end. “Just be there when I fucking say you should be there” I end the call and make my way out of the cabin again while dialing a number and Xavier answers on the first ring.

Something rumbled inside. — Backgammon! Sam yelled, snatching backgammon from her. - These are not cards for you, here you are stuck! "We'll see about that," Kit winked slyly. What she brought for Lou, he flatly refused to show the rest. But it shone twice as intensely. Tom decided that there, most likely, was a naked Kitsune photo shoot. He himself would not refuse such a gift ... But Kit gave him ... a compass. A tiny wooden box, slightly larger than a matchbox, with a brass compass inside.

Nero opened the Archturian communication device, which was shaped like a black smartphone but only half the size of an adult’s palm, with the Archturian crest on the back. “Not far from here.” Nero pointed back. “There.” Jo and Gemma exchanged glances, and they said almost at the same time. “That seems to be where I was going.” “I ran away from there.” Nero, who heard that answer, put on a face full of questions. He tucked the Archturian communicator into the pocket of his uniform and said, “This is just getting more and more interesting.” *

“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_.”

"Oh shit, hi! Am I in your way?" I poked my head up from over Kyo's and laughed. "No, she just likes to mess with people. Don't you, girl?" I slid down from her back and bowed my head. "I'm Nyxie, new around here. Sorry if she scared you." The demon looked to Kyo, who was slightly smirking at him. "Uh, I'm Nero." His gaze turned to me. "So you're the Nyxie I've heard so much about."