Nona The Ninth Novels & Stories

“We’ll have to distract him in case he comes nearer and give you enough time to escape!” “Nine…will you be alright?” Anna asks kindly. This is the first time they have been civil to each other. Even though they had differences in the past, Anna cannot help pitying the girl in front of her. Nine is part fae and had to endure a lot of abuse in the past. Like everyone, she was also wronged by the noble families who killed her parents and sold her off to some merchant. She found herself in dire poverty until the Black Jacks accepted her. No one knows her real name but she trained herself to earn a rank. Despite her temper, she is protective of her clan. Anna may have clashed with her but they ha

"Nineteen's going to be a good year, Kels. I can feel it." I believed her completely. Why wouldn't I? She had never once been wrong about anything that mattered. Tonight I just closed my eyes, listened to Talia's breathing even out on the mattress beside me, and let myself feel exactly as lucky as I was. Nineteen was going to be the best year of my life.

The person who took over could not find the backup route and had to report upward, layer by layer. Moretti stood in the meeting room with a face like stone. One of the elders threw the file onto the table. "Iris leaves, and none of you can keep one port line running?" Bella sat in the corner, pale and silent. Then she said softly, "I can try." Everyone looked at her. Moretti did not speak. Bella took that for permission and picked up the file at once. Less than five minutes later, her brow tightened. "Who is C-17?"

The second he saw me glance up, something dark flashed across his face. He strode straight toward Kael. “Are you insane? You think if you recreate the old trick, she’ll suddenly look back?” Then he swung. They crashed into each other so hard that the roses scattered across the pavement. “I’ve never seen anyone more shameless,” Kane spat. “Thirty years old and still playing the pathetic third man outside another woman’s gate.” Kael hit back just as hard. “Third man? Selene was with me for nine years. If she hadn’t lost the pup in that crash and if her body hadn’t been damaged after, I never would have let Lyra keep the child.”

Swirling a glass of champagne in my hand, I stood elegantly directly under the spotlight. The hideous scars on my right arm, left from smashing that glass, were now covered by an exquisite tattoo of black vines and thorns. That was my medal, the proof of my rebirth from the ashes. Now, I was a queen controlling the lifeblood of major raw mines across West Africa and Europe. When I finished the bidding and walked down the steps surrounded by the crowd, an uninvited guest blocked my path. It was a tall figure, but one that looked unusually weathered. Lorenzo Moretti.

Theodora answered omitting the full truth. Norcia is much more observant than most. That is the reason their Lord bound him with an oath of Loyalty which cannot be broken until death. "Do you love someone from another plane?" Norcia asked her to confirm his suspicion. Theodora couldn't lie to her father, not she could tell him the truth. So she kept quiet instead. "Theodora" Norcia said impatiently. Still, she didn't tell him anything. She remained quiet head bowed, looking at her feet.

She was sure everyone would be up. Suddenly feeling a pull by the waist, she lays down, meanwhile Raphael who seemed sleepy gets on top on her, in a cuddling manner. She bites her lips involuntarily, looking at the wall clock. "Raphael." She taps him. He only murmurs some response, he was sleeping. "Raphael." She calls out again, this time pulling him. She could see the way he opened his eyes in haste, more like it was a force. "It's past nine." She says calmly. Meanwhile, she watches him turn to the clock slowly, before taking his eyes off it, and pulling her close.

At the very end, James placed my hand into Elijah’s. “Kid, she’s yours now. “But remember this. “She’ll always be the daughter of ninety-nine men.” As we exchanged rings, a thunderous roar echoed across the sky. Ninety-nine helicopters formed four giant words overhead. [Congratulations, Newlyweds.] When I was thirty-two, I gave birth to twins—a boy and a girl. Outside the delivery room, ninety-nine white-haired old men packed the entire hallway. The head nurse almost thought a mafia war was about to break out inside the hospital.

Aurora whimpered and hid behind him, feigning a pitiable act. Sure enough, Antonio's expression turned cold when he heard her words. He turned around and warned me, "I've told you to carry yourself with dignity and act like a proper Donna, Natalina. Why are you always following me around, or are you planning to stir trouble for Aurora and her baby? "I'm warning you—if anything happens to Aurora or her baby, neither you nor your baby will get away with it." I couldn't help but laugh bitterly. My baby was gone, so his threats didn't work anymore.

I knew it, you always protect those close to you," Nine cursed at the other end. Naomi and Nine were very close. Nine was the only one to know Naomi's true identity in all of the dark web. So, Nine knew that Naomi would not accept the task, but he called her anyway. However, it enough to just not take the task?