Novel & Cerita The Risk Mind F Series

asked my mind. "Tiffany, that's enough!" Zach burst out in anger before anyone else could speak. "Stop spreading lies!" I said innocently, "But Zach, I didn't say anything." "You clearly…" I then realized, "Oh, I finally got it. Yvette's afraid that no one will be around to drug Zach once Susan leaves. This woman is truly sinister. She uses others to do her dirty work!" Zach swallowed the rest of his sentence and fell silent.

"Are you seriously reading my mind again?" “I’m not doing anything,” I said evenly. “You’re the one thinking too loud.” His jaw tightened. "I hate having a mind reader around." “Yeah,” I said softly, turning away. “You’ve been pretty consistent about that.”

Ruby turned her head and shot me a provocative look, her eyes brimming with smug satisfaction. I stood at the edge of the crowd, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips. Just as I thought. A moment ago, I had cursed her in my mind, calling her an idiot, and she hadn’t reacted at all. However, the second I started thinking through specific skill data, she responded immediately. So her mind-reading skill wasn’t all-knowing. It seemed she could only pick up on the most focused, technical thoughts in my mind.

The fog in my brain didn't just lift, it shattered. Suddenly, the buzzing of the lights didn't matter. The professor’s voice became clear, every word landing with perfection. I looked back at the screen, and for the first time all morning, the letters stopped moving. They sat there, black and obedient on the white background, waiting for me to work. Risk-Variance. Eastern European Sectors. I breathed in, the sting in my leg keeping me sharp. It worked. It always worked. Pain was the only language my body understood when it wanted to quit.

Hope you all enjoy this one as well! Frequently updates on my P*****n exclusively!✨ Follow me on i*******m as well for more exciting updates. User id : _ ._chaoticsoul_._ "Are you sure you're not coming to the party?" I asked my best friend who was now lying on my bed with her blonde hair spread out.

Even now, he was still lying to himself. "But," he said, his tone suddenly cautious, "I need your help. Only you can convince your father to have the Silver Moon pack back me again." "And why would I do that?" "Because the Silver Moon's reputation is at stake!" he said urgently. "If I fall, what will the other packs think? They'll say you chose a failure for a Chairman!" I stared at him in silence. He thought he'd found my weakness. His voice grew more frantic. "Once the ritual is a success, my name will be cleared. Then, I'll take care of Clara and that bastard pup. They will never be seen again!"

Words fired out at machine-gun speed. "Why is the human looking at me? Does she like me? Does she hate me? Does she like or hate me? Why is she still circling me? "Will she nuzzle me? Can I nuzzle her? Does she like me? Does she hate me? What—" Her thoughts were annoyingly loud and chaotic. I pretended to circle her a few more times, but mentally, I was drowning in her psychic high-speed rambling. Rather than overthinking, I decided to go on the offensive and deploy some cunning tricks.

Caesar’s POV After the work-related call ended, I quickly went back to our table. My feet have been itching to get back to the three girls I was with. I was worried that the moment I left, they'd start fighting violently. I definitely doubt Brae would stoop that low, but I'm not sure about Raine, especially Mara, whom I've only recently met and am unfamiliar with her attitude. But one thing is certain about Mara: she is not the sweet and kind girl she tried to portray.