Novel & Cerita Danganronpa Island

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

All these she said in rapid succession, after which she blinked puppy eyes at the one she had called Rio. He was the one standing directly in front of the door. He stepped aside and opened the door, as he said. “You are supposed to show your ID, princess.” “I am the ID, baby,” Toria said as she blew him a kiss. "Bitch,” she heard the first person in line say as she passed. “I love you too," Toria said with a wink as she went inside with Reyona. Just before the blast of music deafened her to everything else, Reyona heard what Rio said to the guy in a forbidden tone. “You are not qualified to be in here.”

Rolex. “I just guessed it. That is it.” Mrs. Rolex replied shortly. Ella took out her smart phone and plugged it into the charger, and she was happy to see it getting charged, something she had least expected on the marooned island of werewolves. Just then, the maid entered the room and informed Mrs. Rolex that the dinner was ready. “Come Ella! Have your dinner first before you can go to sleep.” Mrs. Rolex took her to the dining room. The large table was already laid out, and there were twelve chairs around.

There once was a princess that lived on a faraway island. And That island was full of lush green forests, but very little farm land and civilization. The princess's name was Anatonia. She was very beautiful with long wavy chestnut hair that went to her knees, sparkling emerald green eyes with full black lush eyelashes that tipped off her full syrupy brown lips, and a warm tanned skin. Her mother, Queen Amera had jade black hair that reached just about her shoulder blades, warm honey brown hazel eyes with dark full lashes, with pale white skin, and light pink lips. Her father, King Albus, looked much more like his daughter. The same hair and eyes except with redder lips.

My mistress replied pulling the trigger I was speechless for the moment then I finally regain my voice "You can kill me for all I care..The one you have done is worse than death😡😭.. As I tried walking out of the house..She shot the gun To my Greatest surprise Selena ran to cover me making the bullet pierce into her flesh She staggered then fell to the floor Blood gushed out freely..... Laura ran out of the house leaving her luggage bag.. Philip descended two thunderous slaps on Montana cheeks

"What's the plan?" Damon looked around the group. The surviving children huddled together behind them. Terrified. Confused. Watching everything with wide eyes. The sight made him angrier. At Vale. At the Program. At the entire island. Then he forced himself to focus. "We hit multiple objectives." A pause. "Simultaneously." Everyone listened. Because they had no other choice. Damon pointed toward Isabella. "You know the island best." She nodded. Though fear still lingered in her eyes.

Jason said, Daren looked agitated, like he didn't want to talk, "Alpha sorrena of the loup-de-sang has returned to her territory, she now controls the islands" daren said silently, "That is good news daren, so why the face?" Jason asked, "What face ikir?" Daren replied, Jason narrowed his eyes, he knew daren was hiding something, "Daren how long have we been friends?" He asked, "From little, why do you ask?" Daren replied, "Then you know I always know when you lie?" Jason said,

This wasn't the Goddess's plan for us. We hated the curse. Bastian was devastated that his bride killed herself. It was twenty-five years before Laryn's turn. This time we decided who was next with a game of poker. Loser had to take the next claiming. We hadn't been back to the village in twenty-five years. Terror, death, and an ultimate bride were again the outcome. The screams of the burning humans stayed with us. It was Sarn who decided he would bargain with the villagers before his claiming.

He emptied the bottles and it filled all the glasses from top to bottom. "Please have this drink as my gratitude for welcoming me here." He continued. It was a bit quiet and I wondered if I should clap first. I was relieved when the friend he pulled out from the crowd led the applause and everyone began to follow. They started to approach the table and get something to drink. We were interrupted when an old man holding a crow called everyone. "I've got a letter from the queen! It's urgent! The queen is going to burn the entire island and she needs our help to make sure every human shall perish."

Finally, it was a time to relax, but Celine felt everything but relaxation. Celine chose Ponza Island, a small island in Italy. She hoped for some quiet time for reflection since she read reviews somewhere that this small island is perfect for people who want some solitude and to enjoy nature. They were not wrong. Beautiful beach, crystal clear seawater, cute stores here and there. But there was nowhere she could indulge in her favorite hobby—shopping. Worse yet, most stores didn’t accept credit cards. Cash Only. Oh, two words that shouldn’t belong together.