Allison Kate の小説・ストーリー

I sometimes wish I would get kidnapped, just to get away from my mother for a while. “I don’t care, all these bodyguards are useless, and no one can protect me. Some have weird eyes, some have a weird voice, some of them have stupid hairstyles and most of them hit on me.” I reasoned irrationally, as Allison just stared at me, she wanted to say something but was too scared to point my mistake out. “Well, the agency is really worried about you so they have managed to convince Jake Carson, to be your bodyguard and he is waiting outside to meet you.” She explained and my eyes widened.

I'm not really entertaining her idea, but if she wants to be useful, then I don't mind using her. “I can bring her to you,” she said. The confidence and spite in her voice tells me she might just deliver. “Bring who?” I feigned ignorance. “Ares,” she answered. “If I am to do business with you, I need to know who you are” I said “but since time is not on our side, your name will be a good start” She managed to flip her hair with her chained hands before she answered “Allison. Allison Brooke” “Okay. What do you want in return?” I asked. I know nothing in this world comes for free. I just hope her price wasn't too high.

The two of us sat at the head of the table, flanked by our friends and allies as we laughed and shared stories and plate after plate of food. Meanwhile, Catherine looked in the dining hall's direction, just to make sure she wasn't being observed, and then slipped quietly along the corridor in the direction of the servants' quarters. She had seen Allison behaving suspiciously and something of it bothered her. Certainly Allison's hasty retreat and the unexplained injury did seem a bit opportune. Reaching the door to the servants' quarters, Catherine could hear a voice inside. Setting her back against the wall, she strained to listen. "Damn it," Allison muttered, her tone full of vexation. "I h

But instead, I was met with the sight of Anne, her lips curled into a sly smile. “Well, well, well,” she drawled, her voice dripping with amusement. “Look who’s playing jungle explorer.” Relief washed over me, so intense it almost felt like dizziness. “Anne! Thank goodness it’s you. I nearly had a heart attack.” I straightened up, brushing dirt off my breeches with a grimace. “What are you doing here?” “Same reason as you, I presume,” she said, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. “To witness the grand exit of Annalisa du Wales.”

A bucket of relief washes over my face, knowing I am not gay. Alex is really hot. She has been with me for the past couple of years as she didn't find her mate yet and, of course, no one would deny an Alpha. "Rough day?" She asks me sultrily. Oh, you have no idea. Worst day of my life.

"I heard that there is a Pride of cats moving here soon. Do you think it is about her?" "Of course it is, since that bitch came here, all these other species started to hang around here, stinking up the place." Allison says with disgust in her voice. "You can't deny that they are eye candy, I would like to take the dragon for a ride" She says giggling and Tessa feels nauseated. "I don't care, I want Jarek and I will not stop until I'm his Luna, I was born to be his." Allison says and another voice joins

With that kind of force, blood started seeping through the bandages. I let out a low groan, gritted my teeth against the pain, and looked up at this woman who'd appeared out of nowhere. Totally baffled, I asked, "Who are you?" She seemed shocked. She let out a scoff of disbelief. "Keep pretending. Keep it up. I just went overseas to celebrate Dylan's birthday. Is that really worth you acting like you're dying, Connor?" Judging by her reaction and the way Mark had shrunk back into the corner like a bystander, it finally clicked. So this was Alyssa—the one Mark had been talking about.

She sat with her white bunny in her lap, stroking and cooing it as it nibbled on a carrot. “Afternoon, Luna,” she said as I jogged to her. The sun shone, illuminating her pale blue eyes as she smiled widely. “Hey, Allison,” I said before turning my attention to the bunny, “Hello Claude.” As I petted Claude, Allison’s eyes drifted out to the streets. Mateo was across the road with Annelise, his mate. She had grabbed his cap from his head and he was wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her into the air as she giggled.

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.