Nier 9s Novels & Stories

I looked into his eyes — those beautiful eyes — and asked one last time, "Do you still love me?" He laughed like I'd said something funny, came back over, patted my head, and answered without missing a beat. "Of course I do. Don't overthink it. I'll be back tomorrow. We'll celebrate our anniversary then — I already made a reservation." He sounded so sure of himself. I nodded. "Okay. I'll wait for you." For the first time in nine years, I lied to him. I turned and started walking back to my room. But Jason — who had been in such a hurry to leave — was still standing by the door. He hadn't moved.

Maya's Pov The lab was empty except for me and the machines humming away because nobody bothered to switch them off. I'd been staring at the monitor intently watching the loading sign and waiting for the time the results would finally pop up, my knee bouncing under the desk the whole time. Paternal Match: 99.9%.

“Who are you talking to? That cousin again, or someone I don’t know?” I had just finished confirming my flight. I locked the screen. “I was reading the news.” His face darkened even more. He snatched the phone from my hand and demanded the passcode. “Our anniversary,” I said. Nine years together. Six simple digits. He entered them once. Then again. Then a third time. The phone stayed locked in his hand. By the time we returned to Blackthorn House, neither of us had spoken another word. The car had barely stopped before he helped Lyra upstairs, one arm wrapped around her waist as if she might break.

I never meant to do that ok, but I heard them talking about the principal or something. Grandpa is coming all the way from Nigeria, our hometown, to spend this Christmas with us here in Canada. The red haired aunt Carolyn,my dad's immediate younger sister is coming too. Pete and Iyvonne, my elder siblings, will be returning from the University today too. Pete is nineteen,Iyvonne is sixteen,I am fourteen and little Josh is ten.

"Don't you think that would have been some important information to pass on?" A stagehand approached the group. "Mr. Naiting says it's time to get to your places." The stagehand continued on his way without waiting for a reply. The group remained around Hae Jae-Woo. "You could do what I do," Jeremy suggested. "When I'm nervous, I take in a deep breath," he demonstrated, "then release." His air rushed out with the two words. He smiled. "See, works great." Hae Jae-Woo followed Jeremy's example but received negative results.

"Leticia—" "You heard her." Lucas turned to James. His body leaned forward slightly, elegant and predatory at once. His voice was low, but the pressure in it chilled the air. "James Colombo. You had nine chances to keep her by your side. You wasted all nine. Now she is beside me. And I will tell you this: I will spend my life treating her well because she is Leticia. She is my Principessa. She is my Donna. He paused, and the faint, dangerous curve of his smile fully appeared.

After Melody cheated and returned to the family, I started posting online every day. [Is cheating addictive?] [Just how thrilling is cheating, really?] [When a woman cheats, does she feel worse for her kids or her lover?] … I tagged her school in every post, making sure each one appeared right in front of her students, her colleagues, and even her lover. Everyone told me to stop making such an ugly scene and be the bigger person. Only Melody stood up for me. "I'm the one who did something wrong. It's only fair to let Tony vent a little." That lasted until my 99th post. Then Melody stormed in as if she'd lost her mind and smashed my computer. "Anthony, are you ever going to stop? I alr

And when I finally made it to my bed, alone under the twelve-thousand-thread-count sheets, I didn’t even pretend to reach for Victor’s side. I reached for myself instead, biting the pillow so the staff wouldn’t hear whose name I was moaning when I came a second time that night. Twenty-nine days. God, I was already losing count.

My name is Emma and I'm what they call a nerd. Not only that I have multiple nicknames like fathead, uglyface, the list is endless. Summer is finally over meaning it's back to school well for me more like I'm going to hell, you see I've always been bullied. It started of being an emotional thing but then they started bullying me physically, shoved me against the lockers, some girls actually slap me but I don't do anything I just walk away.

I had no sense of direction. Even after five years on Avenmore Island, I still could not tell north from south. Isaac Norwood always set up my GPS ahead of time. He said he would guide me for the rest of my life. On our wedding day, the bridal car reached Summit Pass Road when he suddenly said the bouquet had been left in the trunk. The moment I stepped out, the car door clicked shut behind me and locked. I saw the driver glance at Isaac through the rearview mirror, like he had known all along. The next second, the motorcade disappeared into the fog. Isaac sent me a voice message. "Walk 999 steps forward and you'll hit a fork in the road. Sabrina says you can't even find the ceremony hal