Nona The Ninth Novels & Stories

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

Nash spoke angrily, “Everybody, the Ninth Patronum is a wildly ambitious person. This is my son, Fane and that is Joan, my woman. I did not treat her well previously and I’m returning her status to her. I officially announce here that she’s your third madam!”

After she left, Nine opened his eyes and sat up. His eyebrows were furrowed together. ‘I thought that girl was innocent and pure, but I didn’t expect this not to be that b*tch’s first time!’ Nine, the future head of the Tuffin family, was picking up someone else’s used toy. Furthermore, he even had to become her partner in a grand banquet. At that moment, Nine felt a fire burning inside him. However, this was not the time to have a fallout with her. ‘Just you wait, you b*tch!’

Turning his back to me, the king faced the gathered group of elders and asked, “Elder Council, shall we put this matter to a vote?” “That won’t be necessary,” someone responds as from the shadows nine figures step out of darkness and into the harsh, blue light. Nine drakes and drakaina, with identical faces, piercing gazes and an ageless aura that overwhelms everything. “I am Nilla, Speaker of the Nine,” a female figure standing at the apex of the group speaks boldly. “And we demand that the test occur immediately.” All murmurs fall away into complete silence.

“Yes, but it’s more than that. Nine is also the number of the human ego.” Aurora grabbed the corner of the laptop, swiveling it around to face her. “Look, I’ll show you.” She typed into the search bar and a list of websites flashed up. When she clicked on the first link a black site with red writing filled the screen. “Look sister, read this.”

Immediately, a number so large was shown that it cut off the air supply of all the onlookers. “No way!” “There must be some mistake! Four hundred and ninety thousand?” They all became dumbfounded. Even the previously indifferent woman was shocked. The Ninth Price smiled arrogantly as he looked at her, he did not bother hiding the lust he felt for her. ‘She’s a beaut! No one would be able to beat my score. I’m destined to become an apprentice of The Boundless Academy. I would make her my woman then.’ the Ninth Prince thought to himself. The onlookers’ eyes never once left the Ninth Prince, they were all so sure that he would take the first place in this Inter-city Tournament.

Luna Sandra lifted her gaze and stared at her intently. The ninth stepmother's eyes involuntarily turned red, and she suddenly dropped to her knees in front of Luna Sandra, who was seated not too far away. Tearfully, she stammered, "Madam, I didn't..." Luna Sandra lifted her sharp chin slightly, and a faint smile crept onto her lips. Then, she spoke gently and familiarly, "How are you, ninth stepmother?" "I... I..." The ninth stepmother knelt on the ground, her face unable to conceal her panic. She bit her lip to hold back the tears welling up inside her. Everything before her revolved around her own life, and she felt her whole body turning cold, trembling from within.

Veron was perplexed when she noticed Bowen's expression. "Bowen!" Kokun broke the awkward silence and said, "Don't stare at people like that. It's impolite. This is Miss Nine. I met her on the way back. She seemed to have gone through a rough patch and had lost her memories. She will stay here for some time. Take good care of her, okay?" Bowen smiled at Veron, "Hello, Miss Nine. My name is Bowen." Veron nodded shyly and said, "Hello."

I waited for eight years. What I got was his ninety-ninth canceled wedding, watching him hold another woman in his arms while feeding her drinks, and him forcing my hands onto broken glass just to make another woman happy. That was when I woke up from the dream. When I opened my eyes, dawn was already breaking outside. Pale light spread across the ocean’s surface. The pillow beneath my face was damp, though I didn’t know when I had started crying. The things happening back in Corholt reached me through the Anderson family’s intelligence network.

Even Draven’s smile vanished. The old woman walked toward us, slow and careful. Tears filled her eyes. I stepped back. “W-What’s wrong?” She didn’t answer. When she was only a few feet away, she dropped to her knees. I froze. “W-What are you doing?” Her forehead nearly touched the stone. The courtyard went dead silent. I looked at Kai. His jaw was clenched. At Draven. For the first time, he wasn’t smiling. The old woman lifted her head. Her lips trembled as she whispered, “The Bride of the Ninth Life has returned.”