Carrie The Novel 소설 & 이야기

We just woke up one day, they're all gone. Carrie stayed with us in the basement until she was twenty-four. We awoke one morning to find her dead. She didn't wake up; she died of hunger after starving herself for months; she was right that I was braver than her; she gave up; she didn't keep her promise to us that she'd wait until we earned Mama's trust. I hated her for giving up. She was the reason why I was pushing to accomplish my promise to her. I wasn't a keeper, but Carrie was special to me and I thought of her as my mother so I still continued what I had started. I loved Carrie, and I would never forget her.

Carrie shouted before even reaching the bookstore, yelling for Camryn to come out. The bodyguards from the York family immediately blocked her path, preventing her from entering the bookstore. Serenity heard her voice and came out of the store. Seeing that it was Carrie, she stared at her for a while to confirm it was not the young woman who had a similar figure. Their faces were indeed different. Perhaps it was a coincidence. Carrie and the young woman who just left were not the same person. They merely had similar figures and voices, just like the man Jenna Daniels found before.

"No, I did not. She's just my friend who is in need of assistance for the night." "Oh, she's pretty though." The little girl didn't forget to say as the elevator stopped moving and opened and her mother led her outside. Carrie merely smiled at her before the door closed. Once again, the weird and silent atmosphere returned to plague the duo. The elevator stopped moving and its doors opened. The duo walked out of it as well. Carrie paused at her door when she caught sight of a letter attached to the door. She hesitantly reached out to take it, then inserted the key in the keyhole and allowed herself into the house.

Contrary to her cheery expression earlier on, her face had a trace of nervousness and disbelief. “What’s the matter?” I furrowed my brows and immediately knew that something bad happened. Carrie looked at me, clearly shaken and nervous. As she was holding my hand, I could feel that it suddenly started to turn cold. Before my eyes she started to break down as her body trembled and tears formed in her eyes. “Chloeee…. It’s not Arthur’s scent!” She froze and started to cry. “Carrie calm down, let’s walk over there… many people can see you crying here…” Not knowing what to do, not what to advise against the fate she had, I could only suggest for her to move to another place away from random peop

Carie took a deep breath and howled loudly in warning. The beast looked at Carie. I felt shivers running down our spine as he smirked as if he could peek through Carie's eyes. He raised his hand but Carie was faster than his mind. She jumped on him, clutching his arm in her canines, the same hand that he was about to use to kill Loid. Growling in anger, Carie snapped her head to the side, ripping his arm off of his body.

“That’s my boy! Keep up the good work. ” I chuckled at his last remark and went back to reading. I spent the rest of the afternoon immersing myself in those steamy novels. As I returned to our room, my heart sank when I found Carrie packing up and in tears. Concerned, I immediately asked her, “What’s the meaning of this, Carrie? Why are you packing your things?” Carrie wiped her tears and continued packing her clothes, “I will go back to Blackmoon. Obviously, I no longer feel wanted here.”

Carrie yelled, letting go of the vines. She flew through the air, her hair creating a chocolatey floating mass around her head. Then she disappeared under the water, only to reappear in my outstretched arms. "This is the second time, are you going to count down each time you jump?" Her chin jutted out, "of course." Carrie was glaring at me playfully, her thick chocolate waves heavy and soaking down her sides as I held her. "Much better," I said, inspecting her face.

He even sat with Angel just to tease Cody! As he was running, he was paying no attention to his surroundings. When out of the unexpected, a car drove instantly fast his way. He froze in his place, staring at it with wide eyes. He had no idea what to do. He was staring at the person inside the car. He knew well who that person was. **** Carmen was humming her favorite song as she was cleaning the kitchen’s counter. “Je vois la vie en ros-“ She was cut off by the loud ringing of her phone. She huffed and washed her hands.

I gazed at her longer to get a better look. That was when she also looked at me. “Oh…” Her eye colour… “Suna?” Clairmont stopped beside me. He seemed to follow my gaze when he asked, “Who’s that with Carter?” “Oh, that?” I unconsciously smirked, somewhat excited. I mean… “That, is the revered Minerva Lyle Williams, the female protagonist of this novel!” …What are the chances that I get to meet the female lead here?

Of course he had a hand in this too. I’m going to his room when something blinking in the distance catches my eyes. When I get to it I see that it’s a red light. I reach my hand and feel the substance which turns my body cold. It cannot be. My hands enclose around something familiar and gently I pick it up. It’s a bomb. At that moment Carrie’s last words before she passed out ring in my head and I understand why she didn’t fight back. She’s blowing the entire boat up.