Scott So Novels & Stories

Scar asked in a cold tone. “Oh you look horrible ,you look like you've been hit by a truck,are you fine” Cindy asked with mock concern. “I'm alive cut the chase,what brought you here” Scar asked. “Seriously I just came to check on my bestfriend who was absent from work” She said in exaggerated care,as her smile widened,as she blinked her eyes. “Go straight to the point” Scar said sternly, obviously annoyed at the whole act. “Oh,I came to give you this”

Sheikh Khalid bin Aaban reclined on the sofa in the spacious living room with his feet propped up on a low stool, his head leaned back against the head rest, his hands crossed over his abdomen, his breathing calm and even and his eyes were closed but he was well awake and well aware of what went on aroung him, his ears picking up every sound of movement around him. It had been almost a month since the failed attack on the palace and on the King's life and each time he he remembered it, he became bitter.

he says, his tone soothing. The scene cuts to Scott, Xander's best friend, sitting in his office at work. He's been staring at his computer screen, his mind miles away. He's been feeling guilty about what he's been doing, but he can't seem to stop himself. The door to his office opens, and Melanie walks in. "Hey, Scott," she says, her voice flirtatious. Scott tries to hide his annoyance, but it's clear that he's not happy to see her.

Scott's embarrassment was overshadowed by the urgent need to disable the bomb. Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed, his body shaking with desperation. He tried to steady his hands, but they trembled uncontrollably. “I still haven’t gotten a girlfriend,” Scott whispered between his tears. “She is supposed to give me an answer tomorrow.” I couldn't even cry or scream, I just shut my eyes and looked into heaven. This is it, I'm coming to you, Lord, although it's early, please welcome me with open arms. Since I’ve suffered enough on earth, I'm definitely not going to hell. Time of death: 25/9/2025

She thought she was the only keeping a secret from her children including Scott but she didn't know that Scott was also hiding something from her. “ I don't know if Scott would want to tell you guys about his true identity but you should all know that Scott isn't an ordinary person ” Chris said and Clara as well as Jessica and Jojo became confused apart from Maya. “ What do mean Scott isn't an ordinary person ? ” Clara asked. “ Well, Scott took after his father's wealth just like I did when dad died. Scott is the CEO of Harris corporation industries ” Chris dropped the bombshell and Clara, Jessica and Jojo eyes got wide like saucers when they heard what Chris just said.

Julian said, and walked out of the room. "Have a good night rest, I will talk to you before you leave tomorrow." Sofia nodded, and watched as he left. 'Sofia, this is the time to fight for what you want. Make sure Xavier loves you, do not let a woman take your place' her subconscious muttered. ~ The next day, Scott walked into the DPO office with his laptop, and placed it on his desk, with the video he was sent on the screen. The DPO looked at him, and back to the laptop in front of him.

Scott chuckled mentally. "OfCourse my Friend, you are fine, what can be happened?- Scott's facade of concern remained intact as he watched Steve down the drink, masking any hint of satisfaction at his own manipulation. With a smooth motion, he signaled the bartender to make another strong drink. Steve took the glass and without a second thought he chugged the harsh fluid down his throat.

“Yes, they should. And for those Dark Dragon, I have a way of manipulating them” Scott hummed uninterested. “I am an Alpha and a Forbidden Forest Wolf, our talent is control over animals so I can control any animal”. Walt still had his unreasonable amount of pride and confidence. “If you say so” Scott sighed. “Using Jackson energy on me, right?” Walt growled. Scott smiled, “So what? I miss him already”.

I’m also not about to dismiss someone who might wield a well of information about me. “I know you’ve been there recently,” he continues, voice crisp and unattached. Like a robot. “I figured you’d be more comfortable having a conversation there. My name is Scott.” He holds his hand out for a shake but I don’t take it. If he’s offended, he doesn’t show it. He merely gestures towards the sleek car with the tinted windows. “Ten minutes. That’s all I ask of you today, Aiden. What do you say?” ***

His presence is overwhelming, filling the room like an unbearable weight. I meet his gaze without flinching. "Is there a problem?" My voice is steady, controlled. Truth wastes no time. "Yes," he says, his voice cold and certain. "Your man, Scott, is working for Dog's Of Hell. He is a traitor." I do not react. I do not blink. I have learned never to show emotions in moments like this. But inside, I am burning with fury. Scott. My most trusted man. The one I have counted on for years. A traitor.