Dramatical Murders Aoba Novels & Stories

I hear Lesha say with a grin on her face as she watches us. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms.Ox, I promise not to keep her out too late." I say as I hold out my hand to shake hers. Her grandmother looks down at my hands without moving at all, and I start to feel uncomfortable and slightly awkward. She looks straight in my eyes with a serious expression on her face. "I expect her to be back here no later than 11pm and I am choosing to trust you with her safety, so if anything happens to her, you'll have me to deal with." Ms.Ox says sternly as she extends her hand and grips mine with a lot of strength that wasn't expected at all.

if looks could kill, I'd be in hell. " How are you my son, Ayo?" Her dad asked looking at Ayo. "Yes sir, " Ayo replied bowing a little. "Very well then, " We greeted her mom and aunt Temi, giving Bola and Konyii a hug. somehow, Sandra, Bola's best friend was also there so I gave her a hug. I couldn't go near Abiola, her looks were terrifying. I saw Konyii whispering something to her, making her want to cut my throat off. I need to find out what Konyii told her.

« Putain… » cria-t-elle en s’agrippant à lui, perdant peu à peu pied face à celui qu’elle n’aurait jamais dû approcher. Mais comment résister à l’héritier Santiago, celui qui obtient toujours ce qu’il veut, sans jamais hésiter ? « Xandeeeer… » « Dis mon nom ! » « Xandeeeer ! » « Mon nom complet », murmura-t-il. « Alexander West Santiago ! » Et à partir de ce jour, elle devint sa plus grande faiblesse. Jordan Monroe est la première fille, longtemps cachée, de Rowan Monroe. Toute sa vie, elle a vécu dans l’ombre du nom puissant de son père, traitée comme une étrangère au sein de sa propre famille. Tout bascule lorsqu’elle intègre la prestigieuse Lakeside Elite Academy,

, Abhay says while gesturing both of them towards the bowl which is placing on the table lying in front of them. They both look at each other and then start writing on their slips. Meanwhile, Abhay turns himself to the other side so that he can't see the slips of both of them. Both of them by writing on their respective slips and folding them in the same way as folding the first 2 slips placed in that bowl, puts them in them. Aisha mixes all the four slips well and Abhay turns back. Abhay picks up the first slip from the bowl. The first slip is blank with nothing written on it. Niyati's hands are joined together as if she is praying that he picked up her slip while Smaran is noticing her. He

The experience of being kept in the dark was something I found deeply unpleasant. Hours Later Valerie unearthed an ancient security video that appeared both grainy and distorted yet remained sufficiently clear. The corner timestamp displayed a date ten days prior to the janitor’s murder. Sophia stepped out of the club and appeared on the screen yet she had company. Sophia’s mother was with her.

"Eve, can you stop being so stubborn? I've apologized, and I'm willing to pay. What more do you want? Will you not let it rest until I'm in prison?" David nodded. "Exactly. The dead can't come back to life. You need to move on. 20 grand is a lot. A life isn't even worth that much in rural areas."

The boyfriend is carrying Olson while Olson keeps on crying and resisting him. “Put him down, Jake” Veronica commanded her boyfriend and Jake put Olson down beside his mother. I saw Veronica holding a gun while Olson and his mother were kneeling on the floor with their heads down. I saw their dad lying dead on the floor. It is so traumatic for Olson to see his dad and his mom in that situation and this is a traumatic experience for him. Veronica points the gun to his mom and starts counting with a smile. “1,2,3” And then she shot the mother beside the son on her head. Olson saw clearly what happened. Her mother’s blood splashed on his face and I saw his eyes open wide without any emotion and

“And no one try to hide, we’ll sniff you out.” We were caught up in the sudden surge of hundreds of bodies rushing to do what they were told. Corrine and I clung to each other as we were swept to the back of the bar, my heart racing with fear and my brain unsure if this was actually happening. I couldn’t afford a fine, I could just about cover rent and food and there was never any overtime. I’d have to sell something, maybe an organ. “It will be fine.” Corrine’s shaky voice pulled me from thoughts of livers and kidneys. “We’ll be fined and sent home. It will all be fine.”

“Turn off the television.” Rohan’s voice cut through the morning air in the penthouse living room, but Ava didn’t move from where she sat curled on the sofa. Her eyes remained fixed on the news anchor whose perfectly styled hair and grave expression delivered words that felt like physical blows. “—confirmed reports of a coordinated assault on what sources describe as an underground criminal organization. While official details remain scarce, anonymous sources suggest that Dario Santos, alleged head of the city’s most powerful crime family, was killed during the violent confrontation—”

“Now don’t scream, girl! Or else, you might find your life of leniency here inside the ob-lo quickly turn into something very, very grim and dark!” Ninang unbuttoned and pulled down her orange uniform and placed her cunt in front of Nina’s face as she knelt on the floor. Then the woman started pissing on Nina’s soft, plump cheeks. “Drink my pee, girl! Now, now, don’t scream!” Nina was shocked. It seemed as if all the terrible horror stories she heard about the ob-lo suddenly returned to her memories reeking vengeance and, yes, urine. But this was only the beginning.