Colin Jennifer's Body の小説・ストーリー

"I told you, go to sleep. The police have confirmed that the body in Malibu was Julian. Tomorrow we shall hold a small memorial service for him, as a mark of our condolences for our poor 'servant'." Those words felt like a dagger plunged into Jennifer’s heart. Julian was dead. The man who held the key to the truth had become ashes in the Malibu hills. Jennifer felt she was standing at a dark crossroads: should she trust her love for Julian, or the physical evidence laid out before her? 'What should I do? Do I need to hire someone to investigate this?' Jennifer was still baffled—how could Ricard be her mother's killer when he had no connection to Sterling Media? There were so many questions t

During this time, my relationship with Riley grew stronger, and our families were very supportive of our union. Eventually, I proposed to Riley while we were abroad. The wedding was incredibly grand, attended by nearly every business tycoon and covered by countless media outlets. It was even broadcasted live in Cheria. Surrounded by blessings, Riley and I exchanged rings, filled with happiness. The next time I heard about Jennifer, it was news of her death. She had committed suicide shortly after my wedding. After seeing the lavish wedding broadcasted overseas, Jennifer had gone berserk, smashing her television. Her neighbors complained about the noise, leading to her being taken to the poli

Jennifer sat on the cold, uneven ground, her eyes locked on the entrance as Hawk's tall figure loomed into view. Her once-tattered clothes clung to her like a second skin. She struggled against the rope to break free. "Jennifer, you will hurt yourself." Dr. Colin's deep voice resonated through the air, filled with concern. He crouched down beside me. "We need to find another way out of here, together." "How?" Jennifer asked. "We don't have the time. Hawk has gone mad!"

“Yes, you're right. That's irrelevant. Here.” Mason took out photos and gave them to Jennifer. She looked at them and most of them made her gag and want to puke.Photos of dead men. “I didn't do this!” She responded as she gave him the photos and he sighed. “I'm afraid the weapon you were holding did this. To say the least… it's either you did this or your husband did this,” Jennifer’s heart forgot to beat for a second as the news hit her ear.

There were picnic tables beside the gas station and we decided to picnic there. “You know, Rebecca really may be up to no good,” Jenny said, thinking hard about something. “Remember when she said she didn’t have a tampon last night? Isn’t Colin’s family rich?” Maybe Jenny was onto something. I tried to brush it off. “Colin and I never even had sex,” I told Jenny, who seemed surprised. “You guys can’t keep your hands off each other, though,” she said, confused.

Our bodies were against each other and when her hand began moving I let out a whimper, she chuckled kissing me once again. Jennifer's hand was rubbing against me when we heard a loud thump followed by a loud 'fuck!' and a bunch of laughter. Jennifer quickly stopped and got out of bed in all her glory, I couldn't stop looking at her. God, her body was a masterpiece. She took a big t-shirt that covered her up to her thigh, put on her underwear and with a groan she walked out of the room. "What the fuck are you guys doing!?"

Colin had promised that when he made enough money, he'd give me the dream wedding I deserved. He'd kept his word, in a way. The only thing missing was me. I picked up the microphone and spoke to the control booth. "Let's begin." The lights went out. The entire hall plunged into darkness, followed by a murmur of confusion. "What's going on?" "Did the power go out? In a hotel like this?" Poppy's face soured, and Colin quickly tried to soothe her. "It's fine, I'll go check." Then, the giant screen lit up. Colin and Poppy's videos filled the display—every lewd roleplay, every humiliating scene of him kneeling, wagging, begging for her attention. The footage was in perfect, high definition, playi

“Sure, Tony, give me a minute to get out of this dress.” “No, now. This can’t wait.” She didn’t know whether it was the tone of his voice, or a premonition, but Jenny felt an icy chill overtake her entire body as she Jenny followed him into the conference room. She tried to shake off the feeling and lighten the mood. “Why so serious, Tony? Disappointed that I didn’t yes to Johnny?” “Jenny, I just got off the phone with the police. They found Gayle’s body this morning. She’s dead.”

The kid didn’t need to see the bodies. “This place is creepy. Where is everybody—” “Dead,” Colin told him. “Well, the ones behind the desk are. I haven’t seen anyone else yet.” Zafir looked stunned. “W-what? You mean, an Anomaly got in already—” “No, it wasn’t an Anomaly.” The cut was clean, made by a sharp blade and a strong arm. Whose, Colin didn’t know yet, but he would make sure they were found. “They were killed by someone. And I don’t know if they’re still here.”