Young Netero Novels & Stories

“Well, we might need a little more room soon.” Nereo looks confused for a second, but then Nero crouches down beside him, a playful glint in his eyes. “How would you feel about being a big brother, Nereo?” Nereo’s eyes widen in surprise, and then a huge grin spreads across his face. “Really? I’m gonna be a big brother?” I nod, tears of joy filling my eyes again. “Yes, sweetheart. You are.” Nereo lets out a cheer, throwing his arms around Nero’s neck. “I’m gonna be the best big brother ever!”

Nope, nothing sank; just a whole bucket of shitload. I turned to face the nameless dude I have yet to punch. He was standing there, looking amused of the situation. “Who are you?” I asked him softly but with an edge in my tone. “Quentin Yelton, head of the gang your brother joined in.” I didn’t know if he did that on purpose but I’m pretty sure he did. He wanted to rub salt into the wound that’s slowly but surely opening.

He pats with his hand on Nero’s shoulder who is taking off the medallion ready to start his first fight. “The first one is Jordan. He is in his late 20s. His pack is one of the smaller ones so hopefully you will sail through this one.” Gordon tries to talk to Nero but he is already walking out of the tent. As they are waiting for the announcer to reveal the names of the contestants, Nero hands his medallion to Samuel. “Hold this for me will you.” Then he turns around, concentrating on what is happening in front of him.

I always doubt. Nero’s gaze softened. He brought my hand down and slowly smiled. “Baby, you can just ask about me. I would answer every damn question.” He caressed my cheek. I pouted. I don’t want to ask questions. I thought if he really wants to open up to me, he will do it on his own, willingly. He sighed and chuckled. “Alright. I’m Nero Nicholas Bennett. Twenty-four. Only son of Neil Bennett. My mom died when I was three due to a vehicular accident.”

Are they really that scary? "Yeah, it was supposedly our Promotion day," Rald pouted. "Promotion day," About what? "Yeah, if you only know, Jero is already halfway to be promoted as one of the Executives. The executives have 5 units, also five members in each unit and Jero is going to the last Unit. Awesome right! Sadly, the anniversary got cancelled." Rald summed it all. I glanced at Jero but he didn't say a word, awesome. I don't find myself an expert in shooting. Pulling the trigger is a challenge to me after all as if I would.

I uttered, and he kept nodding his head. He's about fifty, and he's really big and looks so scary as f*ck. "Okay, your drinks are free. Order anything you want. Charge it on me. You hear that, Brad? This young girl here is one of the greatest DJs in the city. You should watch and listen to her music. She also sings, and that's just perfect." He bragged, and he's so proud of it. I just looked at him weirdly. Well, it's good that there are people who recognize you because they could offer you a free drink and would let you make trouble.

The man with a pot belly scowled and felt furious at being exposed. “What are you talking about?” The man lost his temper. “Do you know that I have a great reputation? Everyone calls me the God of Alchemy! Who are you to question me?” he roared in anger, ready to curse Neon. “Damn fatty,” Neon said disdainfully. Neon was a young man and would not show mercy to scammers. Nero scowled darkly, shocked to find them bickering. Although the guy was quite fat and did not look very impressive, he had verified his identity as Declan's apprentice.

He was new, that also was true and that's why the new boy had helped him. On seeing him, the new boy got up and walked to him. "You're okay?" Rory nodded. "You shouldn't have helped me, now you're gonna be in trouble." "Fucking Judas! What are you saying? Those dick heads were going too far and the students were all watching." "You curse a lot." He pointed out and the red-haired kid mouth shut. "I'm Keenan Hilton, I'm new here because I just moved to a new state." He stretched his hand towards Rory for a shake.

He also wants to concentrate on his position as an alpha, and Lilith was one of the reasons he gave up looking for his mate. "But alpha," grumbled one of the betas. When the elder of their packs entered the room, they stopped chatting to each other. Everyone hailed him as "Elder Neutero." Neutero stated, "Sit down everyone, I just stopped by to chat to Colt." Neutero Hash is the sole elder in their pack and is already 999 years old. His skin was pale and wrinkled, and his eyes were completely white.

A few hours later Future baby daddy😻🥵 Hello tereso I hope you’re ready for our date tonight. Tereso 🥰 Yes I am. I can’t wait to see you. Future baby daddy 😻🥵 I can’t wait to see you too baby. Tereso🥰 What time are you coming to get me? Future baby daddy 😻🥵 Around nine sweetheart. Tereso🥰 What should I wear? Future baby daddy 😻🥵 Anything. You look sexy in everything baby. Tereso 🥰 After setting my phone down I went to take a shower shaving everywhere.