Stanley Yelnats Zero Novels & Stories

Stan says as he takes on the task of tracking my mate. I sit there feeling useless. I needed to get out there and start looking myself. Elizabeth was alone and defenceless. As I stand to go out, Stan stops me, “We need something of Elizabeth’s,” he says quietly. I look at him confused, “What?”. “The trackers do not know Elizabeth’s scent. They need something to start with,” he replies quietly.

“When we raided the witches' coven, we found a book about the soul stone. The name beside it was Nathaniel. There are plenty of Nathaniels in this country, but if this one is truly a vampire, he could be planning to steal that girl’s soul. Or who knows what else he is planning with that stone? We can’t allow him to keep it and trap someone inside it.” I couldn’t imagine someone or something being so evil as to trap someone’s soul so they could never move on and be at peace. The vampire and human servant I watched and listened to seemed like an average couple. They didn’t interact with people except for their one maid and a delivery man sometimes. And that was only the woman, Victoria. She wa

My mother's so-called defilement has always been a bone down my throat. I reluctantly asked. “What consort?” “The boy,” another councilman interrupted. “Stanley Moreau. Isn't he your betrothed? So by law he is the bratva heir and is to lead beside you. You flaunt him already. Very well. Bring him before us.” My fingers curled against the desk, knuckles turning white. Stanley was just a normal student. He knew nothing about the mafia world, I hadn't even summoned the courage to tell him who I was and now they wanted him.

The man that had come to invite Nate to his table had scurried off the minute Spade showed up, Nate's eyes swept through his body, he was putting on a deep navy blue suit, white buttoned up shirt inside, no tie, the first button on his shirt was undone and Nate could see the few chest hair peeking out, and the shimmering necklace he had on. Nate's eyes moved up until they stopped on the hard, emotionless, grey eyes, he swallowed as he watched Spade stare at him, his skin was burning as if Spade's eyes were laser beams and they would cut through to him any second

Ding-dong. The doorbell rang, prompting Xyla to glance at the door. “Who would visit at this hour?” Stanley didn’t respond. Instead, he elegantly stood up and walked to the door to open it. Zack Cassidy was standing outside. He had braved through the snow, and he seemed cold with his shoulders and head covered in snow. When Zack saw Stanley, he immediately handed the two bags over. “Mr. Batton, here are the items you wanted.” “Okay,” Stanley replied before closing the door.

Halsey blinked, clearly taken aback. The long Rolls-Royce glided steadily down the road. Zayn drove up front while Luna sat in the back, glancing at the man beside her. Stanley wore a tailored black suit, a handkerchief tucked into his pocket. He had just come from a high-level meeting, and his sharp business aura blended with the city's neon lights, looking just as astonishing as it had been when she first caught a glimpse of him. Stanley held a file, flipping through it without acknowledging Luna.

After Mina hung up, Nathaniel hid his smartwatch. He already knew that "Stanley" was weird. Now, it felt like something was off about him. But Nathaniel had no way to find more information about him at all. Who exactly was "Stanley Morgan"? Nathaniel couldn't come up with any explanations. He could only give in. He believed that one day, he'd definitely be able to find out why "Stanley" approached Yuna. Nathaniel walked out of the room. At the same time, Spencer was making his way over. "Were you hiding in your room and reading again?"

"I'm beginning to think this place hates us." Then suddenly, The steel door began to open. Slowly. CREEEEAK. Nobody moved. Nobody blinked. A figure stepped through. Dark hair. Dark eyes. Black clothes. Hands in his pockets. Just like on the security cameras. Ethan. Subject Zero. The original subject. Silence filled the tunnel. Because somehow... He looked completely normal. Not like a monster. Not like a dangerous experiment. Just a man. A man who looked exhausted. Very exhausted. Then he saw the little girl.

He said. “Don’t worry about that at all Mr.Stone. You will get your lunch here.” I said and left his cabin. After entering the canteen I called the office boy and said, “You need to take lunch every day for Mr.Stone to his cabin.” The boy gulped and said, “But to Mr.Stone’s cabin? What if he kills me?” “What?” I asked, laughing. “Yeah, don’t you know that many office boys left the job in fear of Mr.Stone? So, from one year all decided not to let any of them enter our floor.” Rani said.