Novel & Cerita Who Are The Grounders In The 100

Fiona, or what remained of her, was in the living room, arranged around a giant pile of earth that had broken through the flagstone floor. Jim was overwhelmed by what he saw. This was so much worse than what had been done to Sloman and Cundle, there just weren’t words to describe it. Jim stood for a moment with his mouth hanging open, his jaw moving up and down as though trying to form words, or simply find a sound to describe how he was feeling. The ground beneath him swayed. The walls seemed to rush at him then recede just as rapidly. He wondered if the strange creatures in the ground were doing this, but then his legs went from under him and he fell to his knees.

The fact that her efforts were lasting an entire day was already rare. Normally, if she backed down once and I didn't respond, she would switch to getting mad, and then it'd be my turn to soothe her. But today, all I could think about was whether I'd be chosen for the overseas training program, so I only gave her half-hearted replies. When we finally arrived, I realized she had taken me to an observatory. She grabbed my hand, excited. "I hear there'll be a meteor shower tonight. This is the best place to see it. When I was little, Ron and I used to—"

' Next morning, my phone blew up: [I've invited my friends tonight. Ready to apologize?] [If you're sincere, I'll give you another shot. You can still be my wife. I'll keep paying for your mom."] [8 PM. My family house. Don't be late.] *** By the time the clock hit eight, the Fletcher mansion was bursting at the seams. Everyone showed up for the same reason—to watch Jenna crash and burn. Whispers buzzed through the crowd. "Place your bets—what lame excuse is she rolling out tonight to win Mark back?"

Leene clapped my shoulder and said, "That sorry excuse of a man only remembers how good you are after losing you! Let me arrange a bodyguard for you. It will be bad if he kidnaps you back instead." I gave Leene a look and then looked at her younger brother, standing at 6 feet 3 inches, towering in front of me. Leon Smith said confidently, "Don't worry, Ellena. I've learned some mixed martial arts. You can count on me!" I looked at my new bodyguard and wasn't sure if I should laugh or be upset about it. "I don't think it'll come to that, since we live in a civilized society after all…" Leene waved her hand and left her brother in my care.

"I'm Aisha Taylor. And you are?" "Ocko Rudin." And just like that, Ocko became the first guy friend I made in this new chapter of my life.

My heels sank into the dirt, every step clumsy. The kids cracked up. The girl with those eyes walked up to me. "Are you from the city? Need help carrying something?" I slipped off my heels and stepped onto the ridge beside her. "I'm looking for you. What's your name? How old are you?" "Emma Miller. Six." I spotted the mole under her eye—same as mine. My vision blurred. "We're going to Wade Miller's house. Is that your home?" Wade Miller was the guy Sasha sold the kid to.

Martha shoots me a weird look: “No? Why do you think I give the offender opportunity to show his navel? I practice Taekwondo, girl!” I breathe in an air of relief, “Good for you.” And thank God it’s not Kent. Despite being cocky, he is, after all, telling the truth.

The only difference that set us apart was the fact that I pursued him for five long years. I was just about to leave when I received a text message from Julian. "I'll be waiting for your 100th proposal tomorrow." I smiled faintly before blocking his number and deleting every last trace of him from my contacts. After bidding all my colleagues goodbye, I left the company with my suitcase in hand and headed straight for the airport. ... The next day, Julian kept his word and appeared at city hall in a sleek suit.