R/ben 10 Novels & Stories

Ben entered the room dressed in a black suit, white undershirt, and a single-flower brooch. “If you guys don’t stop hitting my head, I am going to have a dent over there! So violent!” he murmured rubbing his head. “If you don’t remember, we are in the business of violence, Ad.” Ben rolled his eyes. I said, “Stop bothering me, both of you.”

It was as if the air itself was encouraging her, urging her to go further. Thunder and lightning were next. Marissa closed her eyes, focusing on the energy in the atmosphere. She could feel the static electricity crackling around her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a bolt of lightning, watching it dance through the sky before crashing down with a deafening roar. The power was exhilarating, and she reveled in the thrill of it, knowing that each strike made her stronger.

With their current record against the Rockies, it's a sure bet. Sure enough as I clear the door to my lobby, Ben is stretched out in one of the pleather chairs next to the mailbox wall. He sits, his jean-clad legs propped out in front of him. The black long sleeve t-shirt with "Not your homeboy" in white lettering across the front gives him an imposing feel. Dark tinted aviator lenses rest on top of his dark brown hair and don't soften his appearance. Even out of uniform, Ben has this way about him. He screams authority. Today is no different.

I wondered “Hello class I’m Ben,I will be your Artificial Intelligence Guide.” The image said. “There are two the human Ben and what we call a Hologram Bot Ben. The actual Ben is unfortunately building security software that will act as a holobot shield for the GOH agency of all the nine provinces in South Africa. The hologram bot or HBot in simple terms has already been programmed, all lessons have been recorded in its system, Lessons will only take thirty minutes, every single day for two weeks and then it will be the end of all lessons. “Professor Phenyo explained.

And there he was. Ben.

The weather looked foggy during our drive, but I didn't expect rain. "Mommy!" I turn around to see Ben standing at the threshold of his room, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He's probably scared. He doesn't like thunder. "I'll go to him." Marcus rises from his seat and takes Ben back to his bed before I can protest. It still baffles me to think how much Denzel and Ben have in common. From appearances to appetite, likes and dislikes, the similarities amaze me. Whereas I like rain, Ben was born with a fear and dislike for stormy nights, like his father.

“Lucky for us—we just so happen to have one on our side.” Zane froze. “You don’t mean—” “Ven,” I said. “Bring them in.” Ven gave a sharp nod and turned toward the door. The latch clicked. And the temperature in the room dropped five degrees the moment the door opened. Ronan stepped inside like he owned the air itself. Behind him came Wallace—tall, scarred, calm as ever—and behind him, Brad, Crawl and Grimm. “This,” I said evenly, rising to my feet, “is the infamous Ronan. He’s the Demon King’s heir.”

"First time you came to my company. So, how are you making it up to me?" He was asking for compensation? Even though I had dirt on him, it felt like he had the upper hand. I shoved him away and cut to the chase immediately. "I have business with you." Nathaniel crossed his arms and leaned on the wall. "And that would be?" Anticipating his response, I said, "I know your secret. You're a beastfolk." I approached him. "You're a snake, aren't you?" Nathaniel chuckled, and a sardonic smile curved his lips. "Why don't you prove it?"

"Now can you let me go?" Keaton didn't respond immediately. His sharp gaze was locked onto Channary, not out of suspicion, but out of concern. "How do you know he's your mate?" he asked her carefully. "I thought you couldn’t remember anything about that night. And the bond—we’re not supposed to find it outside of the Blood Moon." But Channary wasn’t looking at Keaton. She was holding her daughters close, her eyes fixed on Colton like he was a wound that wouldn’t heal. Those once soft brown eyes were burning now—with fury, with heartbreak, and something else tangled up between.

Warner offered Noah a gummy grin with two little front teeth showing, and Noah grinned, taking his phone out to take a photo. “Daddy, look!” Ben said and went down the slide when I looked up, his hands in the air. “Did you see it? Did you see how fast I went?” “Faster than the speed of light,” I said. “Can you do it again?” “Yeah!” Ben ran to the ladder and climbed up again. He was getting so big.