Darde Dil の小説・ストーリー

Heart by heart. With all my love, Kavira Hiraeth💜

Maybe because she was upset, I was feeling cold. "Don't be sad, sweetheart. Daddy didn't mean to stand you up." I choked back tears, my vision blurring. "He's just too busy. You know, he's saving lives. Don't worry, Daddy still loves you. Look, he even brought you your favorite cake." Watching the kids playing happily, I felt like my heart was being pierced. If Jared and Molly were here, I would be... Just then, I noticed something and stood up abruptly. I looked over at the people on the nearby carousel.

And I never thought a single slap could change my life forever. Camila is my love. I’m hers. Thrust. My body. Thrust. My mind. Thrust. My soul. Thrust. My heart. Thrust. My happiness. Thrust. And my whole being. One final thrust. “I love you, Camila.” “I love you, Pyke Hughes.” *** “Morning, Daddy Pyke!” *** The End

Jade I stirred from sleep, feeling a warmth settle over me, like a soft glow pulsing at the edge of my consciousness. Slowly, I blinked away the remnants of sleep, my eyes adjusting to the morning light, and there he was—Darius, his gaze burning into me with such intensity it stole my breath. The depth in his eyes was something I’d never seen before—an unguarded tenderness and love so fierce that it tightened something in my chest. I realised, with a thrill, that I could feel him now—his emotions mingling with mine in the bond we’d created, a vivid, unmistakable presence in my heart.

Clearly, Darian was clueless about the Javanese language. "Sen-dol!" Darian pronounced it awkwardly, which sounded very amusing to Fahira's ears. Instantly, she burst into laughter when she saw Darian repeatedly mispronounce the word "cendol." Darian was taken aback by Fahira's natural laughter, something he had never seen before. Sensing Darian's strange gaze, Fahira quickly stifled her laughter and pretended to be indifferent while stirring her cendol. "Your laugh is beautiful!" Darian whispered, leaning closer to Fahira's ear.

Her eyes rake down my body, lingering. “Aight, bet. What’s your name?” “Delilah.” Her voice is smooth, low, like honey dripping. She’s already eyeing me like she’s deciding how she wants it. “Cool. Delilah… real quick—rate my drip, one to ten. Fresh fit today. Feel me?”

"Sweetheart, let me fix a drip on you first, hm? Do you feel pain anywhere?" "Mhm" She answered. "Where sweetheart…?" He asked her calmly while holding her. "E...everywhere…?" Da D,wei could not breathe after hearing that. He did not know what to say. "Don't worry baby…! You will be fine!"

“The trick is to appear natural or like you can’t see them. Completel-.” “So, hold on,” Beryl cut right in earning Daryl’s glare, “Who do you have a crush on?” Daffodil fiddled with the hem of her skirt, “I, It’s a small crush. It’ll go away. Should we really discuss this?” Beryl raised an eyebrow, “At least tell us who the man is?” “It’s that guy you said I drooled over,” Daryl supplied, realizing she sounded more like an immoral woman than she liked, “You know… the model-like guy we saw the first day? The reeeeeally hot one? The one whose face looked lik-.”

Joe replied and did not wait for me to respond and immediately spin the bottle he was holding. The bottle spin around quickly, until it slowed down, my eyebrows rose as the bottle stopped spinning and it was focused in my direction. Fuck! How lucky. Joe smiled broadly at me, I smirked. "Okay so, I triple dog dare you to kiss Nile for five minutes," Joe said and applauded as if he was so excited to see me and Nile kissing. I heaved a sigh of relief, at least he doesn't dare me to do some nasty things, knowing Joe, I knew he has a lot of nasty things in mind.

I even intend to find Frey no matter how many days it takes. An hour passed, and the train to Daffodil town was about to depart. I got onto the passenger platform and sat by the window. The train was very quiet. The reason is the same as the reason I moved towards Daffodil town. Daffodil was a town that did not have strict laws like Linnea town. Life in that town is more concerned with freedom. A suitable place to hide from the pursuit of the Flower Skull. But not only that. I still have reasons to choose that city as my destination.