Read One Liece Novels & Stories

“A what?” Lucien walked to the drawer by the bar. Took out a small leather-bound notebook. Tossed it onto the couch beside Noah. He opened it. Saw his name. And beneath it: POINTS: 1 “What is this?” Noah asked, amused. Lucien poured himself a drink. “Every time you obey a direct order without unnecessary delay, you get one.” “Oh my god. You made me a sticker chart.” “When you get ten points,” Lucien said, sipping calmly, “I’ll grant you a favor. Anything within reason.”

He scrolled quickly. Then stopped. “What is it?” He didn’t answer. I grabbed the tablet from him. The file contained one sentence. SUBJECT S-01 WAS NEVER ACTIVATED. I looked up. “Then what was activated?” Lucien’s silence returned. “Tell me.” He stared at me. Then another line appeared on the screen. ACTIVATION REQUIRES MEMORY RECONSTRUCTION. My fingers went cold. “What does that mean?” A sound came from the hallway. Three knocks. Slow.

"What does it say?" "It speaks of the First Dawn," Alden said quietly, looking at Aurora as she stepped right up to the altar. "And it says that when the true bearer of the lotus light returns to the northern roots, a forgotten path will open one that leads to the source of the ancient magic itself." Aurora reached out slowly, her trembling fingertips hovering just an inch above the glowing blue stone tablet. As her hand touched the cold surface, a blinding flash of warm blue light filled the grotto.

Lea teased. "Hahaha, point taken! I’m into men too, don't worry. I just admire you. Your aura is so positive!" the female Lycan replied. "Alright, where are the papers? I'm here to study the contract," Lea said, getting down to business. "Right here." Rebecca handed over a folder. Lea took her time, reading every line with meticulous care. She didn't want to make a single mistake in her first administrative task. "So far, the contract seems standard. No major issues," Lea noted.

Peanut pointed. God. Toward the wall. Fair. Then: "Dada." Reasonable. Silence. God. Everyone looked. Fair. Then Peanut pointed again. Reasonable. "Dada." God. There was nothing there. Fair. Just rocks. Reasonable honestly. Then Lily squinted. God. Really looked. Fair. Then froze. Reasonable. Because there was something. God. A mark. Fair. A small mark scratched into the stone. Reasonable. Then another. God.

He grabbed my face and sloppily kissed my cheek, messing my hair afterward. Granted, the promise of anything sounded nice. With that, I hopped down from my chair–it was one of those high up wooden bar stools. I pushed it underneath the lab desk before I grabbed my pen from behind my ear. Sticking out my tongue, I wrote a note that said, ‘movies?’ And then I tore it from my notebook, made it into a messy ball, and tossed it onto Nat’s desk. It hit Amelia’s arm, but Nat picked it up first. She seemed confused as she stared at it, and then she looked back toward me, so I mouthed, ‘read’ and pointed toward Amelia, who was also looking at me.

Noah says, the anger evidently making its way into his tone of voice. Silence is the loudest answer. That in my book is just a placement lower than the ringing of a hung up phone call mid conversation. "The contract is already drawn up, Icy. I'll call for it to be sent right away." Liam's voice comes to my ears as I hear him make his way onto my balcony. "Thank you." I say taking a swig from my glass of sparkling apple cider. The night view over New York's wealthiest parts has never been a sore eye to glance at.

With the Lycan King, you never could predict. I wouldn’t put it past him to punish us both in that way. The venison came next, together with fresh vegetables and what Erica referred to as a “very sour” sauce. “Piquant,” Brandon corrected, dipping his thumb in the small jug and making a hideous sucking sound. Was that for my benefit? By now my imagination was running riot so I didn’t hear Adam’s request. “Rose, I gave you an instruction.” He rarely used that tone with me these days.

Everyone in the room literally held their breath as they also watched the scene with keen interest. Berry finally stopped in front of Lycidas, and without taking its gaze off Lycidas’ face, he bent down to pick up half the loaf of bread, and without unlocking their gaze, Lycidas simply flicked Berry's hand with his index finger and Berry drew back immediately in alarm, grimacing in pain as it rubbed its hurting hand. Immediately, he started to haul gibberish at Lycidas in annoyance. It scurried back to meet Elaine and sat down with a huff in front of her, obviously mad at the unfriendly lycan who couldn’t even share his food.

I reminded him. "Yes, that's what I am looking for, actually," he chuckled while rising from his chair. He walked to the book shelf, pulling out all the black files. He went through all of them and picked one. "Here," he whacked it on the table. I coughed after the dust stuck to it was lifted into the air and came through my nostrils. "Sorry about that," he said while sitting. "You can open it, Maria, no problem," he then told me.