Can You Save My Dirty Soul の小説・ストーリー

And that's why I want to save him. “Please…” I blurted. “Please help me..” “If you are able to heal your eye, then you have a chance.” And before I could reply, he was gone. My breath came in hard puffs, and each time it went down my lungs, my insides burnt. The door of the room burst open and Ciara rushed in, followed by other missioniers. But nobody could touch me because I was just a soul. A contaminated soul. I was less than a human.

“We’ll be there soon.” And so, we continue the journey to the camp with me sitting on my stepdad’s lap and his cum trickling out of my pussy and staining the inside of my thighs while guilt eating up my insides. That, dear reader, is my dirty little secret.

I just hoped my body would be found soon so I could go see my parents—the only people who ever really loved me. Seriously, what did I do to deserve this? I'd already paid with my life. And even dead, I still wasn't free. My soul was stuck on a leash, tied to Maverick, only able to drift as far as he did.

Something to rescue. 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘵, 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦! 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘺!

Because maybe I don’t want to be saved. Maybe I just want to burn.

” One night for a hundred thousand dollars. I sold my soul for a chance to save her. I was just nineteen. Broken. Desperate. My mama’s life was hanging by a thread in a hospital bed. The bills suffocated me like chains. I went to that club because my friend said someone there could help. I hadn’t known who he was then. Just a man with eyes like storms and promises that felt like salvation. It was just one night. One mistake. One heartbeat that changed everything. But fate is cruel.

"Then get here, I'll buy you a bag of that gum." She grimaced after hearing her boss. She didn't realized they were still connected through the earpiece. "I love your treats" Raven beamed. "By the way, tell Van to enjoy my saliva stuck on that flashdrive" she laughed lightly. She can still see those people following her but she just discarded them and turned to check the bin where she threw the gum. A man was there, holding the gum. And even though she was already far she can still see the disgust in his face.

As I spoke, I instinctively raised my hand and touched my face. "Ah, no, it's Mr. Parker's clothes that got a little dirty. Well, Mr. Cliff just brought back Mr. Parker's clothes and said there was a dirty one inside. He told me, if I couldn't wash it off, I could just throw it away. The shirt is expensive and it was a pity to throw it away. It got a little dirty. I'm thinking about taking it to the dry cleaning shop tomorrow." Jenna flipped out the front of the shirt and showed it to me.

“The first time I met you, I knew I wanted your soul in my hell. You could be a great source of energy for my demons.” “Are you saying…” Althea paused, and I could already hear the disappointment in her voice. Would she stay away from me after this? “Enough. I knew that already. We’re not here to discuss my soul.” I grunted. “Is there a way we can redeem his soul?” Althea asked, and when my head snapped to look at her, her eyes were pooling with tears. I already knew the answer. I killed many, and my whole lifetime would not be enough to repent for it.

Even though the body didn't look like William's, still it was that dirty and ruthless guy. "I- disgusting? Noah! Weren't we about to get married before? After you dumped me, I was killed. You are spending your time here happily. When that day I saw you walking on the road, I was so happy. I really wanted to talk with you and ask why you did that. But then I thought how good would it be if we can get married. I want you to live in this hell with me, only with me. Noah, let's get married, okay?"