Whyman Dr Stone Novels & Stories

"Miss Green, Senior Stone from Royal City is here. Come back quick!" "Senior Stone? Who?" Naomi scrunched her nose. She did not react in time. Uncle Zach sounded anxious. "Him! Gerald Stone! One of the top ten doctors!" "Ah, Senior Stone? Go welcome him! I'm almost there!" Hearing Gerald Stone's name, Naomi's eyes widened. She immediately hailed a taxi and rushed straight to the factory. She had often heard of a legend from her mother when she was young. Gerald Stone was one of the titans in the traditional medicine world. He was the top-level boss. However, why did he suddenly visit Shaw Pharmaceuticals?

"Go remind that absolute waste of space exactly what he threw away. Show them how radiant your life is now." "Fine," I said, my voice hardening. "Send me the location." "The dress and your date are already on their way," Zaria said. "His name is Stone. He is an elite lone wolf, fresh from the arena floor. He is strong, obedient, and very easy on the eyes. Treat him like a well-trained bodyguard." The line went dead. "Who was that?" Eliora asked, leaning against the car bonnet. "A change of plans," I said.

Grandpa's condition continued to deteriorate. The hospital had determined it was due to the toxins in the medicine, but they couldn't identify the specific poison. I stayed by his bedside day and night, watching helplessly as he grew increasingly frail. Late one night, Charles walked in, followed by an elderly gentleman who exuded an extraordinary presence. "This is my Treyist mentor, Mr. Bowen Atkinson. He's highly skilled in medicine, especially detoxification." Bowen carefully examined Grandpa before pulling out a silver needle and lightly pricking his wrist. A few drops of blood dripped into a porcelain dish.

He got close to the girl, completely ignoring the woman's attempt to present the object to which she gave too much importance. “How rude of him,” Mrs. Stone flared up to Gangsley. Still, as she saw Mr. Gangsley smiling at her, she quickly forgot Vlad's lack of manners and kept telling him. Even though he left the impression that he listened to her, the officer kept an eye on Dragoesti, a corner of his eye actually. “He is a friend of the Prime Minister’s ... of the British Empire,” Wheatstone told Mrs. Stone, pointing to the obscure gentleman.

The professor asks curiously. "Oh no! I am a sitter for the Dravens." I reply quickly. "Ahh the Dravens." He replies. Professor Hawthorn begins walking in the direction of Draphend Elementary and motions me to join him. I glanced at the man walking beside me. He has short, messy like, brown hair. He is tall with a better than medium build. I've never been able to get close to him let alone get a good look at him. He has a gentle air about him and seems very familiar but I can't place where from.

The damn woman did not listen to me, but this man is too busy boasting in his own glory that he has not noticed her. As we get back to the SUV, I brace myself to come to face with one furious Vic Stone. The man swings the door open and pushes me into the back. Then from the seat, I come to face with the man behind this. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

She rolled it down to find a stranger with a kind smile. "Can I help you?" "Hello, Ms. Lyon. I'm Radman Stone," the man introduced himself. At the mention of 'Stone,' Yaslyn's mind raced, instantly connecting him to Tyler. "How do you fit into the picture with Tyler?" Radman's eyes crinkled into a line as he grinned. "You're quite the sharp one, aren't you, Ms. Lyon?" "I came looking for you today for a reason. Do you have a moment to chat, Ms. Lyon?"

Keegan paused, "Can we reschedule it to the day after tomorrow? I'm not free tomorrow." "Dr. Stone will be going to Salcator to give a lecture on the day after tomorrow. He'll only be available tomorrow," Jaylene said gently, "Keegan, do you have something urgent to attend to? Can't you postpone it? Although your physical injuries have recovered a lot, the issues with your head still require regular check-ups from experts like Dr. Stone," she paused before continuing, "My dad told me that things in Vinci Rivera haven't calmed down yet. I want you to recover fully as soon as possible."

POV Kitty I sighed again and looked at the boy with a smile. "Thanks but I'm happy with Craig." I replied dryly as I leaned into Craig. The boy seemed unbothered and grinned again. "Well, if that ever changes, let me know. My names Stone." he smirked as I felt rage radiating from Craig. {Shut this down, now.} my voice suggested. I looked at Stone, he was built and had brown hair and brown eyes. He was handsome for sure but everything about him screamed cocky player. I could practically see his huge ego. It annoyed me.

Stanley said, "My people looked into it. Mr. Stone's appearances in Silverton have been brief and infrequent. There was one verified sighting in Northspire, where he helped establish that group's territory. That alone rules out Oscar as Mr. Stone himself. "As for Mr. Stone's true identity, I think a conversation with Frank of Northspire would answer that question. He's running things up there now, isn't he? He would know." The sisters accepted the explanation without hesitation. Carla spoke. "Speaking of which, Stanley, Mr. Stone also appears to have ties to Draconia. There's a girl from the slum district who apparently has his backing, and somehow she ended up becoming Draconia's CEO." Amar