Ouat Neal Novels & Stories

"We are in the same city, but you don't come to play with me. I'm so angry." Gemma frowned. Her childish voice was very clear and nice. Neal’s voice came from the phone. “I also want to go to play with you but I can’t find your home. My mommy has no time to take me to see you.” "I’m sorry, Gemma. When my mommy is free, I will go to play with you." Anna smiled and leaned forward to the phone and waved to Neal. Neal greeted her politely. "Auntie, long time no see." "Neal, long time no see! Are you also in Johannes City? If you are free and come to our house, I will make you some good food."

Adorable in a way he hadn't encountered in a long time. He leaned forward slightly, glancing at her name tag. "Mona." She winced. "Yep. That's me." Still grinning, he leaned against the counter, watching her closely. "So, Mona," he drawled, "how does it feel to watch men beat the shit out of each other for a living?" " extremely weird I guess it's my first night " Her mouth dropped open slightly, before she quickly covered it with both hands. Kane smirked. "I like honesty."

she replied. “ Get ready to have your mind blown away.” he added, smirking. ~~~~~~~ Aly sat on her couch with her eyes glued to the TV. Was she seeing and hearing right? Bazyli, a multi tycoon in Greece?! How? When? The Bazyli she knew was a bartender, not what she was seeing and hearing.

Keyleth stayed a seat after father’s, occupying the farthest chair, and leaving the one closest to me. Fucking great. “Oliver,” Father's voice carried a tone of authority. Deep and commanding. His arms extended to the wolven beside him, “ Meet Reuel Jalara. The Alpha of the Skylarron pack.” My gaze flew to the red haired wolven seated beside him. He too, carried an atmosphere of authority. His ember eyes locked on mine and I noticed his jaw tighten as he looked me over. A slight nod of his head in my direction, that he acknowledged my strength and my physical features, was the only thing he gave away. “You are a fine young man, Oliver.” Alpha Reuel stretched his hands, offering a hand shake.

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.

Holly and Lydia were sat together in a small cafe; It was narrow with about ten tables per side, in two long lines. "Ann took me to Santa's Grotto yesterday." Holly said while stirring her tea, letting go and watching the plastic spoon spin in the cup. "I know," Lydia chuckled, putting ketchup on her cheesy toastie, Holly never liked the idea and just kept her toastie plain. "Ann took Melanie last year, when she visited in Ireland," Lydia shrugged. "She only realised the next day Santa was her ex."

Natalia: The soft hum of morning light crept through the curtains, gentle and golden. The first thing I felt wasn’t the light though, it was warmth. The slow, steady rise of a chest beneath my cheek, the quiet rhythm of breathing that wasn’t mine. The heartbeat that was thumping behind me, and the naked body against my own. Nolan’s arm was around me, strong and protective, his palm resting over my ribs as if anchoring me there. His scent, a mix of cedar, smoke, and something uniquely him, filled the air.

Neil had endured so much without even knowing the full extent of Roy’s control over his life. Indeed, everything was orchestrated by Roy to gain control over Neil. I hadn't realized that the identity of Neil Caster was also fabricated by Roy. I initially thought there might have been an overlap between Neil Wesley and Neil Caster, but it became clear that while Neil Wesley still existed, Neil Caster, though present, had no true identity. Could it be that the resurrection ritual gave this child, originally known as "Little None," a new identity as Neil? Did my decision alter the fate of Little None?

It was so hard to have to choose between my mother and sister and the love of my life. I walked around the mansion with my puppies, looking for some peace and quiet. It wasn't good for me to be so stressed. Seth continued with his plan to strengthen the Omegas. That would be too much of a rebellion. His plan would be very smart, he has always proven that he's up to the task. My brother and the other alphas wouldn't give up so easily, and the battle would be an endless field of blood. The outcome would be most unexpected. One of the pups, Neo, reminded me of someone in a vague way. Try as I might, I couldn't make out who. But he looked familiar, I felt it in my gut.