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I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Drink
"You, who are you?" Zephyrine asked vaguely as she broke away from my hold. By the time I saw this, I was already lying on the sofa, looking at the ceiling while starting to think back to the content described in the diary. Indeed, if it's true that Leslie is such an excellent dancer as the author describes, then she definitely shouldn't be nestled so lowly in a small classroom teaching dance... Thinking that, I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already half past eleven. But... ...Zephyrine hasn't come back yet. If she didn't go to have dinner with Becky, and if she didn't have to work at the radio station, where the hell did she go?The smell of alcohol on Zephyrine's body was so thick that I found it hard to even breathe, "Tired?... What's wrong with you?" While holding her shaky body, I reached out my hand to close the iron door. Unexpectedly, however, after turning my head sideways, I realised that there was still a person standing outside the door, and I froze in
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Last night
I kept on hypnotising myself, reassuring myself, and then calmly turned off the shower and left the bathroom.Zephyrine was lying quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she was already asleep. I quietly changed out of my soaked pyjamas and took another small sheet out of the cupboard back into the living room and lay down on the sofa. With a weak heart, there was no longer any way for me to share a bed with Zephyrine. It'll all blow over, I said to myself before I went to bed.Is Zephyrine drunk? Must be drunk. It's the only way she'd kiss me. All of a sudden, I couldn't move, or maybe I didn't want to. Never before had I looked so closely at Zephyrine, and it seemed that if I leaned down just a little more, our eyelashes would touch. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster - but the faster it beat, the weaker I got, and the weaker I got, the more I couldn't move. The person underneath me still didn't speak, only staring calmly at me. The seductive scent of the wine o
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Swish
"It's not Becky you love?", I frowned, "... Then who do you love?" Once again asking a brain-dead question, I couldn't help but close my eyes and lean over to hit my head hard against the car window. In order to hide my outburst, without waiting for Zephyrine to answer, I purposely smirked again and asked, "What you love, wouldn't be the pretty girl who brought you back last night, would it?... It's pretty good, do you want me to help you?" After saying that, the person on the other end of the phone went silent. I couldn't help but sit up straight, could it be... I just casually said that and got it right?Zephyrine loves the one who sent her back last night? Zephyrine seemed to purposely separate her words section by section, which made it very hard for me to hear, "Orion, it's not her I love." The other party, however, didn't answer immediately, and it was only after a while that I heard Zephyrine's tired voice coming from the phone, "When did I get back last night?" Great, she se
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Dirty
There was no response from the other side, and after a second or two Leslie lowered her head again and continued brushing hard. Following last night, Leslie's cleanliness disorder seemed to be out of control, or was it always like that? I, as an outsider, could only silently stand aside and look at such a strange Leslie, not knowing what to do. After about three to four minutes, Leslie suddenly stood up, probably because she got up too fast and got dizzy, her body swayed. I rushed forward and wanted to support her, but immediately realised that this was impossible, so I could only stand by and ask her worriedly, "Are you alright?" "Er... Forget it," I said, feeling a little weak, as the tape gave me a feeling similar to "Sex and Photographs", "I'm dead, so why don't I just skip it?" Leslie relaxed her body and leaned back into the couch again, saying, "That Steven guy today... Asked you to give him the last song." Leslie raised an eyebrow, "That sheet music I picked up at your hou
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Nobody
"Uh..." I stood up on stage, acoustic guitar cradled in my hands, and "fed" into the microphone in front of me a few times before I began to say, a little more formally, "My God of Fortune, Steven, has fallen out of love again... for the um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um... how many times? I think it was the fifth... Five?" "Yeah, the eighth time," I smiled shyly, "Sorry, I've just had a lot to drink and I might be a bit incoherent right now..." I cleared my throat and continued, "I'm going to send a song to Steven now, to try and show him that he's not alone... 'Nobody Loves Club', please." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, a crowd of people on stage began to ghost yell. Someone from the stage shouted, "The eighth time!!!" Leslie suddenly turned her head and asked, "This is a pub?" The host guy on TV suddenly yelled, "Steven! Happy New Year!" Immediately after that, Steven appeared in front of the camera, but at that moment, he looked indiff
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Climax
The melody on the TV finally ended, but just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a figure suddenly walked onto the stage, it was Miracle, suddenly seeing her again, I couldn't help but feel a little bit sad, standing in front of the TV. Miracle stood on the stage, put one hand around my waist, and held the microphone in the other hand and said softly to me, "Aliana, you're not in the 'Nobody Loves You Club' because you're loved by me. " As soon as the words left my mouth, the room erupted into all kinds of cacophony and whistling. I vaguely remember this scene, but had always thought it was just a dream, but I never thought it had actually happened. Evidently, I was indeed too drunk at that time. Wait, since this wasn't a dream, then next... I looked at Leslie, who was still glued to the screen, and tried to switch the TV off, but it was too late. On stage "Kiss! Kiss!" Miracle smiled and moved closer to me, while I hugged my acoustic guitar, turned my head sideways and kisse
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Pub
"Uh..." I stood up on stage, acoustic guitar cradled in my hands, and "fed" into the microphone in front of me a few times before I began to say, a little more formally, "My God of Fortune, Steven, has fallen out of love again... for the um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um... how many times? I think it was the fifth... Five?""Yeah, the eighth time," I smiled shyly, "Sorry, I've just had a lot to drink and I might be a bit incoherent right now..." I cleared my throat and continued, "I'm going to send a song to Steven now, to try and show him that he's not alone... 'Nobody Loves Club', please." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, a crowd of people on stage began to ghost yell.Someone from the stage shouted, "The eighth time!!!"Leslie suddenly turned her head and asked, "This is a pub?"The host guy on TV suddenly yelled, "Steven! Happy New Year!" Immediately after that, Steven appeared in fr
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Naturalness
With all these thoughts in my head, I was lying on the sofa, but I was as restless as if I were lying in the Dead Sea. It was nearly twelve o'clock when I felt like I was suffocating to the point of dying. Without telling Zephyrine in advance, I grabbed my keys, put on my jacket, and almost unconsciously made my way near her radio company. By this time, Zephyrine's show had just started, so I slipped over to the nearby McDonald's and ordered an orange juice before sitting silently and alone by the window, staring. It was only when I looked at the blank face reflected in the window that I came back to myself a little. What was the point of rushing over here so impulsively? If I see Zephyrine later, what should I say? Hiding my head in the sand like an ostrich to escape reality - that's the only thing I know how to do now. And that's how Leslie and I said goodbye tonight." There are probably few people in the world who are as honest as Leslie. I leaned my head helplessly against the
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