Planet Serpo Novels & Stories

That is my main aim from now onwards. I watch him take my son, and he closes the door after he enters. He looked as a rich man from the clothes he was wearing. The party also looked like they had spent a lot of money to make it successful. "I apologize for the interruption guys. Let the party continue.” Serah says, and she plays soft music from the speaker. She then comes to me, take my hand and drags me outside.

Seris saw Sequoia, who was just outside the arena with Atlas and Sky. “Sequoia” Seris called out excitedly as she ran to her friend, embracing her in a warm hug. Sequoia immediately knelt down “I am honoured to have the moon….” “What the fuck are you on about” Seris said as she raised Sequoia to her feet. “I don't even know how to address you anymore….” Sequoia said as she gulped. “May the moon help me, I am this close to smacking the shit out of you. It's Seris your wolfless bestie….”

"What's wrong? Are you hesitating? Don't you want your beloved back? Don't you want to make up for what happened? With just a few words, you can wind time backward and live happily together, forever and ever…" Jonathan bit his finger. "Think… Who do you hate the most? Who's really to blame for all this? And whose life is really worthless…?" Gritting his teeth, Jonathan wrote a few numbers. "October 13…and May 8." It was Mrs. Perry's birthdate, and… "Oh? May 8? The birthdate of that descendant of Echidna? Didn't she die already?" As the Crystal Emperor's voice echoed through the main hall, I frowned.

Samina POV Getting out of the car we walked up to a huge building. “Where are we?”I asked We’re at one of my restaurants.” He replied making me look up at him. How many do you have?” I asked Curiously. “9 in total im building one in Peru at the moment.” He answered making my eyes widen in surprise. “Wow! That’s a lot.” I said in shock. Taking my hand he walked us into the building and we went into the elevator going to the forth floor.

Serena responds. “Alright then, see you later.” “See you later.” Sergio walks over to the door. He stops when he notices Serena staring at him, unable to tear her gaze from him. “What?” he asks. “Nothing,” Serena shakes her head. “Just thinking about something.” “About what?” Sergio questions. “Oh, nothing important,” Serena dismisses. “Come on. Tell me,” Sergio insists. “You wouldn’t understand.” “Try me.” “No.” “Why not?”

I moved. I stepped behind the stranger, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as my body sought shelter where my mind hadn’t yet caught up. My brother’s hostility burned too close too familiar. The stranger didn’t push me away. “Ryder,” he said calmly, without looking at Nicholas. “Loworth Ryder of New Orleans.” The name rippled through the crowd. My stomach dropped. “Are you a warrior?” I whispered, my voice barely holding. “You’ll find out soon,” he replied coolly. Then quieter meant only for me, “Prey eye.”