Novels by Nini

The man nodded, his tone serious but tinged with astonishment as he inspected the substance more. “While your grandfather’s condition remains severe, whatever that young man did, it has managed to temporarily suppress the poison in his body. “What he did literally bought him more time,” Samuel chimed in, whispering in astonishment. “Correct,” Master Jay said. He chuckled, placing his hands on his waist, “This is wonderful!” he exclaimed, evidently impressed. Turning sharply, his amazed eyes found Samuel. “Did you watch him while he treated Sir Morrigan? Did you see what he did?”Samuel hesitated, trying to recollect the little he saw. “I… didn’t really pay attention. But he used silver acupuncture needles first. I think he arranged them in some sort of pattern before administering a herb mixture.”“Wow!” Master Jay’s eyes lit with amazement. “WOW!” he repeated with an excited chuckle. His mind was completely blown at the skill involved in the treatment because he recognized it.

“Her number is not going through,” Helen said, her brows knitted together. “I’ve been trying and I’ve been unable to reach her.”Samuel rubbed his aching wrist and quickly began to dial Delilah. Unbothered, Richard took off the old man’s shirt. First he tapped his knuckle against his abdomen to make sure he got the correct positions.Then he began to place the needles in the correct point, his hands flying deftly. Unable to reach Delilah as well, Samuel reached to remove the needles when Richard cast him an intense glare, stopping his hand mid-air. “You’d better not try anything funny or he’ll die. And that will be on you,” Richard simply stated.Samuel withdrew his hand immediately and swallowed, his frustration multiplying. He knew the implications of interrupting an acupuncture process, so he had no choice but to dare not. He also didn’t want to share any blame with Richard if something happened to Sir Morrigan. “You’re going to regret this!” he snapped and ran his fingers th

Later in the day, Delilah received a call from Samuel notifying her about Master Jay’s arrival at the base. “My mentor has just arrived at the base,” he said, his voice brimming with a mix of excitement and urgency. Delilah’s heart raced, the news sending a wave of relief and significantly raising her hopes for her grandfather’s recovery.“Your mentor is here already?” she repeated. A bright smile stretched across her face as she stood up from where she laid. “I’m going to meet him right now.”“Okay then,” Samuel’s grin grew wider on the other end of the line as he felt both excited and optimistic about the opportunity. He looked forward to his mentor potentially curing Sir Morrigan, and also saw this as a chance to strengthen his relationship with Delilah. Ending the call. Delilah wasted no time and immediately went to greet Master Jay. At the same time, Samuel and Helen were already at Delilah’s villa awaiting Delilah and Master Jay’s arrival.Unexpectedly, Richard appeared at

Soon after, the medical services arrived. So Richard departed the scene, leaving the unconscious Delilah to be urgently transported for medical treatment,While Evan took the fugitive’s corpse back to the headquarters. Later in the morning, Delilah regained consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open and she lifted herself to sit up from the bed she had laid on unconscious all night. “Ouch,” she winced quietly, her hand instinctively finding her throbbing head. Her face twisted in pain as the pounding in her head intensified. “Oh! My Goddess!” Helen exclaimed, her eyes widening as she rushed to Delilah’s side.Helen and Delilah’s other subordinates had stayed up in the room all night, watching her. They all heaved a sigh of relief once they realized Deliah had regained her consciousness. “My Goddess!” They all chorused, bowing in reverence. “Welcome back!”Helen especially was relieved and happy Delilah regained her consciousness, as her head injury was reported very severe. “My God

Richard chuckled and kissed his teeth. “I’ll have to kill you, instead,” he simply said.and without hesitation, he moved with blinding speed, snapping the fugitive's neck before he could even react. A sickening crunch echoed through the area as the fugitive’s neck snapped under Richard’s strong grasp.Richard released his grasp and his lifeless body collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud, the noise breaking the silence in the area. Richard exhaled deeply, the corner of his mouth twitching in mild disdain. He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, shaking his head as though disappointed by the fugitive’s foolish attempt. “Idiot,” he muttered, stepping over the body without so much as a second glance. Evan sat frozen on the floor, his eyes wide in disbelief. His breathing was fast as he tried to process what he had just witnessed.“H-how…” he stammered, barely able to form the words. He glanced repeatedly between the fugitive who was visibly dead and Richard who was

Later in the dead of the night, the S-class fugitive quietly snuck into Richard’s villa backyard, his shadow moving swiftly in the shadow. His goal was simple; to kidnap the villa’s owner. He moved quietly, trying not to make any noise or draw any attention as he looked for a way into the house. When he found an open window, his jaw tightened in satisfaction.He smiled evilly as he approached it with measured steps.However, just as he prepared to climb into the open window, he felt a sudden powerful blow on the back of his head. “What the fuck!” he shouted angrily, his face twisting with rage.Unknowingly to him, the open window was only a trap. “Looking for something?” a sharp feminine voice rang out. The fugitive’s muscle tensed, his jaw tightened as his anger intensified, wondering who had the effrontery to interrupt his mission. Without caring to see who it was, he turned with lightning speed and launched a powerful kick on the supposed fellow. Not expecting the fugitive’s

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Elizabeth’s anger boiled as she approached Dario too with calculated steps. Watching her soldiers fall one by one, crushed by the Persian Empire’s forces twisted her guts and she couldn’t stop thinking about it as she stared at Dario. ‘I’m going to kill you today!’ she thought to herself with fierce determination. She had made up her mind as her helicopter descended that either her or Dario would die today. And she was certain that she was not going to be the one.Dario on the other hand wondered who Elizabeth thought she was to land uninvited in his empire. The audacity was as outrageous as it was infuriating.‘Unwise audacity has always been her thing. When I’m done with her, she would wish she didn’t make this choice,’ Dario said to himself. Their gaze remained fixed on each other and time seemed slow. Suddenly, Elizabeth reached out to her gun and started shooting at Dario. The gunshots rang out across the premises, echoing in the ears of everyone around. But as the bullets s

At the eastern border of the empire, the loud sounds from gunshots and clash of swords and shields filled the air. The soldiers from the Beth empire came ready and rained an attack on the Persian empire. But to their surprise, they weren’t as ready as the soldiers of the Persian empire. Elizabeth and her ally kingdoms had decided to rain an apocalyptic attack on Persian and had been planning this very attack for months. But unfortunately for Elizabeth, her trusted ally kingdoms opted out and failed her on the supposed day of the attack; today. They recognized Dario’s strength and power and knew that they wouldn’t dare!But despite being betrayed by her allies, Elizabeth was adamant on going on with the attack with her own men. A few of her allies tried to talk her out of it but they failed as she was determined to attack Persian without a heads up or a warning. “Y’all are so obsessed with us,” a Persian soldier sneered at one of Beth’s soldiers, looking down at his lifeless body

Dario let his gaze wander around the throne room, taking in the majesty that surrounded him. Every single thing around was a testament to his journey.He closed his eyes and leaned back against the throne, allowing his mind to drift and be filled with the memories of his past. The thoughts of days when he had nothing, when survival was a daily struggle, and he and Maria had to scavenge abandoned leftovers on the street. Those days, when they returned to their home on the street after going out to scavenge for food, Maria would ask, “what did you find?”And Dario would also ask, “Were you able to get plenty?”The bitter cold nights coupled with the gnawing hunger and the hopelessness that often threatened to consume him. But he also remembered the moment things got a little bit better; when Sir Davis miraculously came around. It was still hard but it got better. Life was humiliating and filled with insults until everything suddenly turned around for good. From a ‘nobody’ one night,

SEVEN MONTHS LATER…The air of the mansion was thick with the scent of power and influence as the President and his associates discussed with Dario in the throne room.“Mr Dario,” the president continued, “again, thank you for seeing us on such short notice.” Dario returned a smile as bright as the President’s, nodding and said, “It’s always a pleasure, Mr President. Please, to what do I owe this pleasure?”The president glanced at his associates with relief evident on his face and answered, “I will just cut to the chase. We’re here today because over the past months, it has become clear what the people have chosen.”Dario took a second to try to understand what exactly the president meant and was driving at. “What the people have chosen?” he asked. “Yes, Mr Dario. And by this, I mean the people in the entire country.”“Okay,” Dario answered, dragging his word and waiting for the president to continue talking.“The truth is that, I have always admired you since the presidential cont

Blake’s mouth went dry instantly as his eyes shot at Dario. He could hear his heart pounding so hard in his ears. “Y… your… your Ma-“ With Dario’s eyes still locked with Blake’s, he added, “Thank you for everything. You know what I mean by everything.” After his statement, he smiled and chuckled at Blake. “You… your majesty,” he stammered and swiftly cleaned the sweat on his forehead with his sweaty palms. “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about, Your Majesty,” he lied, his voice shaking. “Oh, really?” Dario asked, his brows slightly stretched upward. He then looked down and said, “Oh, Blake-“ The next second, Dario raised his head and glared intensely at Blake. His face was now tense and focused, conveying anger and intense annoyance. “There is no need to lie. And trust me, I’m not going to accommodate your lies one more time,” he added, his jaw clenched tight, making the muscles of his face look more pronounced. “You!” Dario shouted and placed the tip of his pocke