Nier 9s Novels & Stories

When I finally called him out, he pulled me close and whispered: "Babe, you're the only one I love. She's just a thrill—something to shake up the routine. Once I'm done, I'll come back. You're my Luna, my forever. So be generous, yeah?" It wrecked me. My wolf howled. No air. No thoughts. Just pain. I wanted to walk away. But I couldn't unlove him—not after everything we were. So I dug out the ninety-nine love letters he wrote me—and made a choice. I'd forgive him. Ninety-nine times. Every time he crushed me, I'd burn one. And when I torched the last? I'd be gone. Tonight, I lit number ninety-seven. Watched his words burn, thinking, 'Only two left, Brian.'

He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning. " ok Samira scored 13 from Alexis, 15 from branny, 12 from xandra and finally 10 from dreams which gave her the sum of 50 in total......... a round of applause for her" the m.c said and the students clapped their hands, while some others who hates Samira never bothered about clapping their hands. " and our beloved Nicki, scored 20 form Alexis, 20 from branny, 19 from xandra and lastly 15 from dream which gave her the total sum of 74" the m.c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming.

Chapter 19 "I want you to go on a date with me tonight, after school activities are over," Nathan smirked at her. "Are you sick? Did you have too much to drink? Or did you hit your head against something?" He furrowed his brows, frowning down at her as she keep talking nonstop. “First of all, I am not drunk and I know what I am saying, furthermore, I am not asking you, I am ordering you to go on a date with me,” Nathan smirked.

Just send me the address and I'll be there in the morning;) :Are you a serial killer? :No lol :Rapist? :No :Paedophile? :I am a hundred percent sure that I like women my age and I am not remotely close to being a criminal. :So you won't kill me in my sleep? :If ur cute, I won't ;)lol :Wow ok. Meet me at this address tomorrow at 10 o'clock. 5th Ave, Rosemont Apartment Complex, Flat 213. :Got it. You're a girl right?

she said quietly. Killian's eyes didn’t leave hers. “No,” he replied. His voice was calm again. But different. He took a step closer. “Rule number one still stands. A pause. Then: “Nothing fails.” But this time… Even he didn’t sound entirely certain.

She carefully picked up each piece from the trash. She worked patiently to put them back together. There were exactly ninety-nine make-up cards. She remembered five years ago when she had looked at the cards with sincerity and said, “Yoel, don’t worry. I’ll never give you a chance to use them.” She also remembered all the times she had casually offered to use them over the years. The feelings she had worked so hard to save had been wasted in the two years with Connor until they were completely gone. Yvette, who had always been careful about numbers, seemed to lose all sense of the ninety-nine make-up cards whenever Connor was around.

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si

she said to him and kissed his cheek. They were interrupted by somebody who sat on the empty chair opposite Adrienne. “I hate falling in line,” Justin J. said. “Seriously! This place should have like a barcode for people with face value.” Tara and Mac stared at Adrienne with raised brows. “Yep. Meet N-1-9-8-9,” she said to them. “What does the N stand for?” Justin J. asked. “Noteworthy? Naturally hot?” He grinned at Adrienne. She realized that he was no longer wearing those weird electric blue contacts and his eyes were actually gray.

“Okay! Let’s play a game!” “What game?” the girl with blonde hair pressed, her face burned red. “First, let’s play a light game. It’s called 3-6-9. Whoever got it wrong would need to drink a glass of soju-beer mix.” Kwanghee explained. “Oh! I know that.” shrieked the girl in pig-tails. “We all count and skip any number with 3-6-9. We’ll clap instead. That’s it, right?”

“Come on, this is a joyous day! Mia, let’s wish the Alpha a happy birthday and a wonderful life together with his Luna.” Leonard’s voice was bright and loud, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. When I stayed silent, he looked at me again over his glass and mouthed, “You can use a forgiveness coupon.” Back then, Leonard had asked me to be his Mate 98 times, and I had rejected him 98 times. I thought he would give up, but he summoned all the werewolves in the pack for the 99th time and got on his knees, swearing to the Moon Goddess,