Book Review Eileen の小説・ストーリー

Her ocean-blue eyes batted in my direction and her perfect cherry-red lips tilted upward in a coy smile. “Oh, hello, Lila,” she said, placing the book on the table. “How are you this evening?” “What are you doing in here?” I asked, furrowing my brows together. “Where’s Miss Carter?” “Oh, Eileen?” she asked, seemingly innocent, but I could see through her easily. “She’s in a meeting with the Alpha and the headmaster. I hope she’s not in too much trouble. It’s a shame she allowed one of her students to leave last night… resulting in a serious injury.”

There was a time when precisely because of my eyes the loneliness I form I participated in my trainings what made me even lonelier and it was precisely because of him and thanks to him being the only one who did not fear me that I was able to advance so much in such discipline. … On Sunday it is noticeable in the atmosphere next to a tranquility as much too overwhelming morning after helping grandma in the chores and after lunch I go up to my room to rest. When I open the door, my eyes stumble on that small shelf that welcomes me to my room, my eyes immediately turn to the new book I had recently bought, in its paste it shines in a bright red color framed next to some eyes that shine in a ye

She knew Niall would be helpless in the face of this sudden tragedy and as their oldest and dearest friend she was perfectly willing to help pick up the slack. She took her time drying her hair, her eyes following the marks her husband had left on her body the night before and she felt that sweet tingle between her thighs. Maybe they could have a repeat tonight, she thought as she perused her closet for something to wear. Once dressed for the day she headed downstairs but there was no sign of Riley. "Where's my husband?" Eileen turned around from the stove at the sound of her mistress' voice. "He left before I came over this morning. Might be something to do with the sick calf I suspect."

he smirked, “I’ll be merciful. Go. Shower. Wait for me in the room.” Eileen sat hunched in the bathroom, knees tucked into her chest, the water running but long forgotten. Her reflection in the mirror was a stranger—haunted eyes, trembling lips. She hated herself for what she was about to endure. But she had no choice. This was her punishment, her prison. And worse—this was the price of her silence, her sacrifice to keep Henry and Kate safe. The lives of everyone she loved back in Canada depends on her. She needs to dread it carefully. Any mistake she made would claim lives.

“So… he gave you a peck on the cheek to cheer you up, and you saw that as an opening to groom him. You took advantage of his kindness, and you used and abused him. Tell us, Eileen. Tell us all how many friends you forced Sawyer to sleep with before Janice decided to pack her family up and move away from you?” “I… I…” “You’re so fucking guilty, it’s pathetic. Look at you, you can’t even string three words together to defend yourself. You are a predator. A rapist. And by the time the sun goes down tonight, you’ll be behind bars.” “Jail?” Eileen spits out as she shoots to her feet. “Oh, no… there is no way I’m going to jail. You don’t have the full story, and, you should really look in your own

Sibel’s POV As Eileen stepped back into the room, her presence was like that of an angel, swiftly deflecting the tension that had been building between Cara and me. Her timely return had saved me from a precarious situation that would have undoubtedly blown my cover. If Cara and I had engaged in a battle of wills, she would have been no match for my alpha strength, disguised though it was. But Eileen’s arrival prevented that inevitable outcome, sparing me from the disastrous consequences of revealing my true nature.