Aoba Dramatical Murders Novels & Stories

I hear Lesha say with a grin on her face as she watches us. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms.Ox, I promise not to keep her out too late." I say as I hold out my hand to shake hers. Her grandmother looks down at my hands without moving at all, and I start to feel uncomfortable and slightly awkward. She looks straight in my eyes with a serious expression on her face. "I expect her to be back here no later than 11pm and I am choosing to trust you with her safety, so if anything happens to her, you'll have me to deal with." Ms.Ox says sternly as she extends her hand and grips mine with a lot of strength that wasn't expected at all.

« Putain… » cria-t-elle en s’agrippant à lui, perdant peu à peu pied face à celui qu’elle n’aurait jamais dû approcher. Mais comment résister à l’héritier Santiago, celui qui obtient toujours ce qu’il veut, sans jamais hésiter ? « Xandeeeer… » « Dis mon nom ! » « Xandeeeer ! » « Mon nom complet », murmura-t-il. « Alexander West Santiago ! » Et à partir de ce jour, elle devint sa plus grande faiblesse. Jordan Monroe est la première fille, longtemps cachée, de Rowan Monroe. Toute sa vie, elle a vécu dans l’ombre du nom puissant de son père, traitée comme une étrangère au sein de sa propre famille. Tout bascule lorsqu’elle intègre la prestigieuse Lakeside Elite Academy,

Gracie got out in a small voice as she twisted her fingers in worry, her gaze darting towards Gabriel, an unspoken question of what to do in her eyes each time. "Bunch of raving lunatics... What the hell are you talking about... Just tell me where Dawn is, or I am going to go to the cops and you both will have to explain yourself there" she yelled, her hands making wild gesticulations in the air just to get a reaction out of them. Gabriel rubbed his hand over his face as he released a big sigh, his shoulder sagging dramatically. Amore lost her will to scream as they both still kept their mouths shut. Her mind ran wild with all sought of scenarios of all the abducted victims she had heard of

Bathroom girl. The Abereyes have gone out of their way to sue Ogan and the lawyers have sent subpoenas to all those they have found guilty or almost guilty. There was a large diagram that was supposed tobe stickmen drawings of all the "subpoena babies" and our names attached to each of the the stickmen. The next page was mostly about how everyone might be connected to Lola's death. My section said; Rhema: Best friend. Why would he kill his best friend?

He growled. "Daddy! F**k me, Daddy!" She moaned loudly. Alberto held her a*s as he pulled her to meet his hard thrusts. "Oh my gosh! Daddy!" "Harder, please! F**k that p**sy!" Alberto banged her very hard till she almost lost her breath. "C*m for Daddy" he groaned. Stephanie screamed as she came heavily, her cum milking his d**k. Alberto continued thrusting without slowing down for once.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dominic's POV Since the day we moved to the other house, my father and Austin have been looking for any opportunity to harm my loved ones and blackmail me on their behalf to reach Amaira's father. And I am certain that once my father catches up with him, he will kill him because he is the only remaining witness in the orphanage case, and he could put him behind bars.

Audrey froze. "I'm with your kids," Smith continued, moving away from the window finally. "And they are also my children. I have medical evidence to support that as well." The words dropped like stones. Audrey looked at him, her chest slowly rising and falling. The truth was clearly written on the faces of Liam and Lèa, the resemblance was undeniable. Her heart twisted violently. This was him, this was the man that raped her that night. He was the one who took her innocence and vanished into thin air.

No— He smiled in that sick, calculating way. And then the gunshot. And another. I couldn’t breathe. I sat frozen, my hands numb, knees locking as if standing was no longer an option. The news anchor continued. “Dominic Rossi is seen here in what experts confirm is a direct execution order involving two civilians—both later confirmed dead in an unsolved double homicide last year. Authorities believe this footage will lead to a nationwide investigation into—” The room faded. Not figuratively.

She buckles up and with screeching tires, drives full speed out of the parking lot with precision and focused skill that made me question how the hell she knows how to drive like this. The tires screeched as Oma made a sharp turn onto the main road, weaving through sparse midnight traffic like she’d done this a hundred times before. I held the cooler to my chest, swerving from the sharp turn. “Victor is not going to let me go...” Oma snickers with her eyes still focused on the road ahead. “Victor’s dead.” My neck snaps to look at her with wide eyes of disbelief. Someone as dangerous as Victor can’t possibly be dead.

“Turn off the television.” Rohan’s voice cut through the morning air in the penthouse living room, but Ava didn’t move from where she sat curled on the sofa. Her eyes remained fixed on the news anchor whose perfectly styled hair and grave expression delivered words that felt like physical blows. “—confirmed reports of a coordinated assault on what sources describe as an underground criminal organization. While official details remain scarce, anonymous sources suggest that Dario Santos, alleged head of the city’s most powerful crime family, was killed during the violent confrontation—”