Novel & Cerita Disturbing Pictures

I would love to ask her favourite colour one day. But what caught my attention were her pictures. And by her pictures I mean her pictures. Some of her intimate pictures were scattered in the very middle of her main gallery folder. She wasn’t necessarily naked, but those pictures were sexy. Perhaps clicked when she was alone? Or was she? I mean, to think about it she’s always hanging out with her friends and it is safe to admit that the girls might be clicking pictures like that for fun? Maybe.

She pushed him away and sat on the mat, pulling out her phone and going through her gallery. She stumbled on the disturbing image of a naked man who appeared to be a Greek God. Her nose wrinkled when she looked below his waist. Wait, so it wasn't a dream? Her subconscious asked and she gulped. Was she really in danger? "What's wrong?" He asked. "Just stumbled on something disturbing." She reluctantly answered, her eyes never leaving the phone screen. "Can I see?" He asked, extending his hand to him and she obliged. "What, you have the devil's nudes?!"

She push open the door and we went in. The room seems normal at first, until I turn my head towards the wall where the hole was drilled into. It was filled with my pictures. Me helping Simon with his artwork; Me guiding the kids on the hallways; Me babysitting Kendra and feeding her; me reading the newspaper; me eating bread; me laughing at something; me sitting by the park and a lot more pictures. I couldn’t help but let out a small cry. The pictures, it was only taken recently. Some of them were taken with purpose of seeing my private parts. Some focused on my chest, my face...the owner of this room is a complete whacko.

I looked at it carefully "What is it? This is not me" I twisted it again and looked carefully. I see my face but I don't remember doing it. It's a picture of me having sex with some random guys, they are 3 guys in the pictures who are naked. My tears are falling because it's not me, maybe it's just Photoshop. This is a trend right now. Then suddenly came up on my mind, is it possible that someone wants to destroy us? I scratched the letter and I didn't make a mistake there's a tiny piece of paper.

“Ladies and gentlewolves. If you were here this morning, I would like to give a disclaimer that the photographs you are about to see are much more disturbing than the ones this morning.” He clicks a button on his remote control and displays pictures of Zara that were taken in the Crystal Lake emergency room. Rocky howls at the photographs. It’s the first time I’ve seen them too. Anyone who bothered by the images this morning is going to be disturbed by these. I look out at the audience, who gasp when the pictures pop up on the screen. Some people turn their heads to avoid looking at the gruesome images. “Zara, do you remember these photographs being taken?”

It was cold, professional, meticulously structured, but every line cut deep. Observation: Between the subject (you), and Theo, there exists a persistent and active physical and chemical attraction layer, not integrated into or replaced by the current relationship, you and me. Problem: Will this disturbance layer recur, undermining the stability and interpretive coherence of the primary site (our relationship)? Hypothesis: Forcible removal or denial of the disturbance layer, demanding total severance, may lead to the accumulation of latent structural stress within the primary site, resulting in irreversible damage.

The air rushed out of my lungs and then I choked because I tried to draw in a sharp breath too fast. My hands trembled. "What the hell" I gasped out, flipping through the pictures... How could this have happened? I'd been so careful and yet, images of me with Anton were staring me right in the face. And they weren't just those taken from outside the hotel we'd been meeting up, but also the very room that had been our own little secret and every act of debauchery we'd engaged in. The images blurred together and I squeezed them, my hands shaking. There had been no note attached, so what the hell was this? Who the hell was toying with me in this manner?

Margaret said, and the maid apologized once more. Jimmy's eyes darted to the pictures that were slightly crumpled on the floor. His hand trembles as he reaches to pick it up. Margaret's eyes trailed along his hand, and she picked up the rest of it. Her eyes broadened out of shock and horror. "What are all these?" Margaret could feel her blood abruptly rushing through his head seeing those unsightly photographs.

107 LUCAS’ POV. “What!?” I asked, and ended the call. How could pornographic pictures of Derel be spread across the net? Why would Derel even have such pictures in the first place? I didn’t even need to do much on my phone before I saw the news headline. It was trending. I clicked on the pictures, with my heart pounding in my ears, and couldn’t believe my eyes. It was disgraceful, disgusting, and unbelievable. The pictures were so much, and the faces of all the different girls were blurred. Only his face, and the immoral acts were shown clearly.

She was shocked to see what's inside. "What's this?" Her hands tremble as she stared at the pictures. She tightened her hands on them, and couldn't believe what she's seeing in them. The content was about her. She was lying on a bed, naked. There was another man besides her, who wasn't putting on cloth either. But the man's face was blurred. When Austin saw the pictures once more, the anger in him continues to boil than before. He seems disgusted by just looking at it. "Is that not you in the pictures?" Austin controlled his temper and talk calmly.