Drive-by Book の小説・ストーリー

On their way to the mansion, the drive was quiet as everyone was on their thoughts. Then a few minutes later, after not being been able to hold the silence anymore, Alexa suddenly say with with a look of disgust on her face, “I swear,” Alexa began with a dramatic voice and continued, “if my brother had a brain cell, he would still lose it in his own pocket, cause he so dumb”. Saying this, she hit the steering wheel hard as if she was imagining herself hitting Nathan.

I screamed, feeling on the verge of losing my mind. Blood was dripping from my fingers, but I didn't even feel the pain as I gripped the blade. Mom didn't even glance at my injury. She nodded firmly. "Yes!"

Was someone trying to tell me something? I picked up the opened book and studied the page. It was written by a woman in Australia who claimed to have been in contact with a pack of werewolves who’d allowed her to study them. I remembered how a good deal of it had sounded so farfetched that I’d closed the book with disdain. Now, after having dealt with and dissected one of those vile creatures, I re-read the pages with more interest and a far more opened mind. After leaning against my desk and reading a few more pages, I decided to pick up the rest of the mess that was caused by Max and my little sex tryst and then take the book upstairs with me. I was craving a sandwich and a glass of wi

After I switched bodies with my driver, I ended up trapped in the body of an overweight, unattractive man everyone looked down on. My sister Joanne Harper and my fiancée, Serena Lane, did everything they could to find a way to switch us back. Joanne hired an exorcist and even gave her own blood for the ritual. Serena climbed three thousand icy steps to a remote mountaintop chapel in the middle of a blizzard, dropping to her knees in prayer every few steps. But Julian Brown, now living in my body, looked at them pitifully. “My romance system says we can only switch back if both of you truly fall in love with me.” From that day on, Joanne appeared to indulge his every whim, buying him sp

Doesn't even wait for the door to fully close before barking, "Drive. Fast as you can." The driver doesn't hesitate. Slams on the accelerator. They tear out of the driveway. Onto the main road. Weaving through traffic with illegal speed. The other two SUVs follow close behind. A convoy of black vehicles racing toward the college. Inside the car, Dante's mind is racing. Elena awakening. Bloodlust. Running out alone and vulnerable. And his brother Aaron in town. Looking for leverage. Looking for ways to hurt him. Fuck fuck fuck. The pieces are all there. The pattern obvious.

ELEVEN I don’t remember much about the ride home. Bobby and I barely spoke as he drove wordlessly, staring down the road, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his copy of The King Wears Yellow. And me? To be honest, I can’t exactly remember, to this day. I think . . . I believe . . . I must’ve spent the ride flipping through my copy of the book. Even that is still a mystery to me. How I could’ve been walking aimlessly through the bookstore one moment, scorning Reverend McIlvian and his healing powers, and the next unconsciously buying his book, of all things.

Leaning down close to his ear, I said coldly, “Kid, I’m Bran’s biological father. “If over these past years you’d treated him with any decency, when I returned, everything he had—I would’ve given you a share too. “I don’t care how you pulled it off, replacing him and enjoying what should’ve been his. “Now you’ll not only return what never belonged to you—you’ll pay for his suffering, tenfold.” John screamed like a dying animal. Seeing the situation deteriorate, Celina started inching into the crowd, trying to disappear. She didn’t even dare return to that flashy Porsche she had arrived in. She slipped away quietly. I let her go. Beating a woman in public was never a good look.

"Did you set a fire just to get me out of there?" Riley laughed and pulled her mom toward her blue Subaru WRX sport. "I wish!" she giggled, amusement shining in her eyes. "Keys," she demanded, sticking out her hand. Cilia handed over the keys without further comment and went around to the passenger side. Like her father, Riley always drove. She'd been driving since before she was old enough for a license. Cilia was long past complaining about who drove her car, as long as she got to where she was going. She relaxed into her seat as Riley reversed out of the parking spot and pulled sharply onto the road. Riley made a point of ignoring the men surrounding the flaming Audi.

I could easily continue our arrangement, indefinitely. I knew that the preventative would be arriving at any moment from his mystery researcher. Once that came, our arrangement would end. Since I wasn’t eager to stop things, I didn’t bother to press the issue of the preventative’s whereabouts. Although, I knew that I’d have to take it sooner rather than later. Even so, I held my breath every time he came while I waited for him to produce it. It was late afternoon when I received a call from Dr. Amy Lansbury. She was in crisis mode. There was an epidemic amongst the vampire kingdom and she lacked the manpower to give the proper medical care. The good doctor was actually calling upon me t

“Fight for him, Irwin. He’s your mate. You weren’t bound to him by accident. It’s in your blood, in your soul. Fight!” The girl’s voice echoed, growing deeper and more commanding. “You weren’t just bound by chance—you were bound by bloodlines!” Heat surged through Irwin’s body, her vision blurring as rage and despair consumed her. She fell to her knees, her hands clawing at the ground. The earth trembled beneath her fingers, cracks forming and spreading outward as raw power coursed through her veins. “Save him!” the replica roared. With a feral scream, Irwin launched herself forward, her body ablaze with energy. Flames erupted from her hands as she reached Dorian, the fire searing through th