The Promised Neverland Oc Novels & Stories

My hunting time was at night, when I went out into the forest to look for my prey. Like the days before, my puppies were training with their uncle. Goth gave them a fancy training. They were growing up fast, and soon they would have to fight their own battles. In a world with so many hunters, they would soon have to fend for themselves. We hadn't heard from the hunters' camp for almost a year. But surely they were planning something. We, too, had planned our strategy. Soon the water of the lake their Omegas drank from would be completely poisoned and the conspiracy would begin. Now we just had to wait.

After a lot of buttering they finally complied but they have their own conditions. It was my wish to get transferd at Spanzerdrilt so I could get closer to Rosaleigh for the sake of the Promise. Getting married before my coronation ceremony is a way to fullfil the promise. As I turned twenty-one last month my coronation is just two year afar. This is Rosaleigh's last year before she goes for a year of internship as a medical practitioner. Besides that I fear what if Rosaleigh falls in love with a guy in Nashville as she completely has no idea neither of our relationship nor about the NOBLE PROMISE.

It was Roman who spoke first of leaving the castle. Not leaving as in escape—only stepping beyond its walls, if only for a day. The idea came quietly, spoken as though it were nothing more than a passing thought, but I felt the weight beneath it instantly. “There is a carnival approaching,” he said one evening as we walked the outer gallery, our fingers brushing just barely enough to feel. “In the lower city. Masks are customary. Even expected.” I slowed, heart quickening. “The prince does not attend carnivals.” A corner of his mouth lifted. “Perhaps not. But a masked man might.”

"Mr. Sullivan, take a look at the headlines on your phone. Hurry!" Douglas took his phone out, his eyes widening suddenly after he read the headlines. "Bright Family Heiress Set to Marry: High-Profile Groom’s Identity Kept Secret". The photograph attached with the news article was a recent photo of Karli. It was taken in a hotel, where she was smiling blissfully and elegantly. "What is this?" Douglas hurled his phone to the floor, almost passing out. Taylor quickly grabbed onto him to steady him. In a soft voice, he urged, "Mr. Sullivan, you have to go look for Ms. Bright immediately. Otherwise, she will soon marry someone else!

“Don’t do that.” He grins. “But yeah, we can do half days. We just have a board meeting next week, but other than that, we’re good.” I nod. “There’s a lot we can do. Nickelodeon Studios, Disneyland, Universal Studios...” The kids immediately start screaming. Like… full volume. I laugh. “See? Sold.” Kylie claps her hands lightly. “I want to go to Rodeo Drive. I just want to walk around… like Pretty Woman.”

Everything smelled or maybe even looked old. In one of the rooms we came across, we found a small wooden box laying on a broken table and Carson moved towards it and opened it. Inside there were some handwritten letters. Some are signed by “O.D.” and some by “V.W.” “Olivia Dane and Victor Wallace,” I said. We read the letters. They talked about love, betrayal, and something they called “The Promise.” “What promise?” I asked. Carson read another line aloud. “If the truth ever comes out, it will destroy both families.”

the boy's father threatened, unaware of the gravity of the situation, before storming off in frustration. Ignoring the empty threat, the Kane family entered the Dreamland amusement park, leaving the unpleasant encounter behind them. Inside, the park exuded a fairy tale charm, transporting visitors to a whimsical realm. Despite the steep prices, the experience was well worth it for the joy it brought Olivia. "Look at that giant merry-go-round! I want to ride it!" Olivia exclaimed with excitement, eager to explore every attraction. "I want to dress up as an elf and take pictures!" she added, her enthusiasm infectious.

I went back to my room to wash up and was just about to treat my wounds when my phone suddenly buzzed. Abbie had sent me a video. In the video, Logan and a group of his friends were sitting around the fire pit. Empty liquor bottles were scattered across the ground. One of his friends teased him, "Logan, you are getting married tomorrow. What if you have no experience and your bride is not satisfied?" Another man laughed. "Exactly. Shouldn't you find someone to practice with first?"