Rory Yiik Novels & Stories

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“Yes.” “What’s your name?” Theo asked again, voice neutral. “You must’ve forgotten it,” Rory said with a soft giggle. “Back when I saved you, you didn’t ask for my name.” Theo’s expression didn’t change, but inside, something itched. The girl who saved him didn’t flirt. She hadn’t even spoken a word. “I asked you your name,” he repeated—flat, cold. “Rory. Rory Brown. The eldest.” Her voice was soft now, rehearsed.

"Rory's I.Q. test results place her in the top 0.1% of her age group nationally. Her performance at the decathlon, her academic record, her teacher recommendations—they all paint a picture of a student whose potential far exceeds the conventional timeline of secondary education." She opened the folder. "I am here today because I believe Rory is ready for early admission to a university program. Specifically, I believe she is ready for Yale." Nana gasped. Rosalie's arms dropped to her sides. Aunt Ryan reached for her wine glass, then thought better of it and if not for the gravity of the situation, I would have chuckled. But I sat frozen, my eyes connected with Rosalie’s in a moment of shock

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I walked to the front door and looked at the five faces standing on the porch. “Alpha,” they said in unison and took a knee in front of me. “Rise and state your business,” I said as they got up and the first man bowed his head at me. “My name’s Liam and I’m answering your call,” he said to me. Liam was a bit shorter than Slade with blonde hair and pale blue eyes. He looked like a Zeta and I could see that he took training seriously.

I asked Xavier if he liked sports, then asked Poppy what her hobbies were, and after a while the tension relaxed. “Um, Gamma Rory, why do your nails look like that?” Poppy asked. Rory smiled, “Because I was born awesome. These things can cut through fruit like a knife. Wanna see?” Xavier and Poppy’s eyes lit up, and they both nodded. She grabbed the apple from Poppy’s plate, threw it in the air, and sliced it with her hand. “COOL!” They both said. Raul walked in and chuckled, “Showing off again, Rory?”

Rory made a confident face and shrugged. "I can tell you the color of his underwear if you want. You know I can get anything," he bragged. "No idea why you always try to get Gideon to do it, but whatever… Give me an hour and I'll tell you where he'll be over the next few days." He turned around and left, and Gideon gave an impatient grimace. But just as he'd promised, an hour later Rory walked back into the office with a small yellow Post-it in hand, which he stuck to the desk.

I shouted, looking at him intently. "Ms. Kim Ahri Gaumond, I'm not making fun of you. You know what it is," he replied bluntly.