The Ones Who Novels & Stories

shouted Stephen "I just want you to keep your promise" shouted Antonia equally "I didn't promise you anything" "you did" insisted Antonia "Did not" "Did" "Did not" "Did" "Did not" "Did" "Did not" "Did" "Did not" "Did" "Did not" Eliza and David were watching the two fight back and forth until David had enough "THAT'S ENOUGH" shouted David "Let's solve this calmly, Young lady when did he propose to you?'

Jason's POV "Yes but the issue is with the neighborhood," I reminded him and he ignored it continuing his rant, I groaned looking at the man who was having a debate with himself. I looked around the room at the 16 important businessmen and women of other successful companies, who look just as uninterested as I felt. "He's been talking since we got here," a female voice whispered beside and I chuckled looking over to the blonde. "Rihanna Wellington," she introduced and I shook her hand smiling.

the first one growled, getting tired of the other’s unnecessary blabbering. Calvin gulped in realization. Someone was paying them to kill Blair. Observing them from head to toe, he figured they weren’t the people to mess with. They were fully covered in black clothes making it impossible to see their faces but those overalls couldn’t hide their big, bulky bodies. One of them had a knife tucked in his belt while the other had one in his hand which he probably used to cut off the car cables.

"And who is this?" Sebastian's expression didn't waver. He extended his hand smoothly. "Sebastian Hale. I'm a friend of Audrey's." Her mother's gaze lingered on his hand, clearly assessing him with newfound interest. "Hale... as in the Hales who own Hale Industries?" She seemed almost amused, the surprise flickering in her eyes. "Well, it's not every day my daughter entertains such... high-profile company." The pointed emphasis was impossible to miss. Audrey's cheeks flushed, a mixture of embarrassment and anger simmering within her.

One human, one not. “Elara,”

I had to admit. It was a fairly good idea. All I needed was a load of cash to stuff into their faces and a trigger. Seers were the only beings who could be bought easily with money no.matrer what destruction their revelation could cause. "That's a very bad idea. You know how it works." Frank warned. I knew it was. There was always a catch to look into the past or even the future. "Take me to One." "Now I like you." McCoy complimented.

River, too, is watching me closely, his earlier frustration replaced by a look of interest that surprises me. “We’ll find them,” Akin says quietly, his voice filled with quiet determination. “Whatever it takes, we’ll find them.” I nod, squeezing his hand in return, though the unease remains. My mother stands, her expression resolute as she addresses the council. “We have much to consider, but for now, we must focus on ensuring the barrier remains strong. Maerilee and her Ones, however many there may be, will be the key to our kingdom’s future.” The council members nod in agreement, and Mother adjourns the session. But the question lingers in the back of my mind: Where are the other two Ones?

READER WARNING ! MILDLY GRAPHIC GORE DETAILING - PLEASE IF YOU HAVE A PHOBIA, OR DO NOT LIKE BLOOD OR THE DESCRIPTION OF SUCH; OR IF READING SUCH DETAILS PROVIDES NIGHTMARES - PLEASE SKIP FORWARD!! But as soon as he got there, the scene that was in front of him was something else. First it was the smell that had lured him in a little faster than most. He was one of the only other werewolves at The Donatus Academy; Angel and the headmaster, being the other two there.

In a luxurious club amidst the richest city, Jeffrey Wellington, cousin of Kelvin Osborne. A flirtatious guy as such. Sinfully handsome. He can get any girl he wants without even uttering a word. But ever since Ellen turned him down, he swore to get her on his bed at all cost. Now he sat in the club with his two best friends, Brandon and Anderson. They had a stressful day at work earlier and they decided to come to the club and have some fun while relieving their stress.

“It’s okay. Everything will be okay. You two just had a fight. You’ll see her tomorrow, boss. It’ll be okay. I ship the both of you hard, so you have to make it till your old and gray, boss.” Ship. Ship. What does that mean again? Those new gen z words were always confusing me. I thought to myself as I surrendered to darkness once again.