So-and-so One Piece Novels & Stories

“Some of you might be familiar with me and my partner Nathan, but some who don’t, I am Stephanie Young, a representative from the East Asia consortium. Unlike the others, I won’t say sweet words to all of you. This project is ours, but as the government forced us to involve all of you, all I can say is, know your place! Don’t be greedy, the East Asia market is ours, but sure we will give you some slices.” “We….” She hasn’t finished her words when her phone rings. She glanced at it and took the call. She spoke in Japanese and as soon as she hung up the call, she gave a cold face to everyone in the room. “I just got a call from our Japanese counterpart. Who among you dares to intimidate Matsum

I gasp against his lips, my hands instinctively gripping his arms as I try to steady myself. When he pulls back, his eyes are alight with something fierce and certain. “See? You felt that, didn’t you?” he asks, his voice breathless. “There’s no denying it, Maerilee. I’m your One.” I stumble back, my mind reeling. I did feel it. The power was there, even stronger than it was with Akin. But how can that be? I don’t want it to be true. I don’t want River to be my One. Akin has to be it, right?

Hiro “Already told you I don’t fix shite,” Sai snaps against Ayame’s pain. Her vulnerability. “You want a shoulder to cry on, call Farm Boy. Breaking things is my only point and purpose,” Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps.

CHAPTER 1 Lily's POV PIZA to eiga wo ogoriatta Mukashi wo barashiatta Himitsu wa mou naitte KURABU de battariattara Naiteta yo kimi ga otoko no yoko de ...I'm a dummy >Lily's Alarm (Limit Control - Dummy)

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

“Does it unsettle you?” Adrian held his gaze. “No.” The answer came too quickly. Too smoothly. Vaelreth’s lips curved faintly—not quite a smile. “Liar.” For a moment, something flickered in Adrian’s eyes. Gone just as quickly. “I could say the same to you,” Adrian replied. Vaelreth stepped closer. Another step. Close enough now that he could see the faint scar along Adrian’s jaw. The one that caught the light differently than the rest of his skin.

Lionel said, "which one's yours—the one on the left, or the one on the right?" Jamie didn't get a chance to answer before two DNA reports popped up on the screen. "I'm a helpful guy," Lionel said with a faint smirk. "I already did the tests for you. The one on the left is mine. Neither of them is yours." Jamie froze, eyes wide, and turned toward Tracy in disbelief. "That can't be right! You said one of them was mine!" Tracy hesitated for a moment, then covered her mouth as if something had just clicked.

"His puzzle piece!" Mizuko screams, stomping her foot on the ground, her lips trembling in her anger. How could Kenshi do that? How could he look for another lady's name? And calling her his puzzle piece? Mizuko screams once again. "I want him dead again!" "Calm down, Mizu! He might hear you." Blue told her with a chuckle. "He came back to you. Doesn't that mean anything? Of all people, it was you!"

His eyes instantly lit up. "Andrew! Are you here to help me? I knew you wouldn't abandon me!" After hearing my name, Josie looked surprised. She walked toward me quickly. When she saw the medical report in my hand, she instinctively asked, "Why are you here? Did your wound not heal properly?" Just as she reached for my report, Alex wrapped his arms around hers. "Andrew, Josie told me that although our organ match is high, there's still a problem. I'm still missing a sperm duct to have normal reproductive function.

Marco and Nico, the identical twins down to the matching tattoos of coiled serpents on their forearms, playful but dangerous, their eyes twinkling with shared secrets. They were all in shirtsleeves, ties loosened, sleeves rolled up to show ink and muscle rippling under olive skin. Glasses of whiskey in hand, cigars smoldering in ashtrays. No one else, it was just us, the door locked, the world outside forgotten. Vincent nodded once, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife. "She's ready. Show them you are mine, Sofia."