Florian Triangle Monster の小説・ストーリー

"I'm saying that I'm going to make it my mission to cheer you up. We'll completely forget about this girl and just have some fun. So, eat up then I have a surprise for you." Jack shook his head in disbelief. "And what exactly is that?" She leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially, "When the sun goes down, we're going to catch fireflies." Jack laughed. "What?" "I've seen it in old movies so I had some brought back to life in the cloning lab. They're really neat. I even brought some jars. So, hurry up. It's going to be dark soon. I don't want to miss our chance."

And that terrified him. Kristen had looked at him like he was more than a monste, like he was a good man. And deep down, he believed her. But belief is dangerous. It makes you soft. And softness is fatal in his world. Carlo collapses into a chair, overwhelmed. He’s a feared man, a killer. But now he’s haunted by the memory of Kristen’s breathless gasp, the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her crying behind a locked door.

All of a sudden, I blurted out after pulling out of the embrace. "Oh fuck. Over my dead body." Paul was against it instantly, grimacing, sticking his tongue out. "Not even in hell that would happen, Daphne. Are you insane? You're giving me goosebumps." Miho turned cringe. Ziggy, Bridgette, and I just laughed out loud with their priceless reaction. Miho and Paul seem grossed out by one another. When I arrived at the mansion, Cara was what my eyes were looking for. "Lora, has Cara come yet?"

Elyse and Demitri circle it, analyzing its weak points. The swamp guy has eyes on Renee. Taylor quickly jumps into action, literally jumping through the monster, creating a huge man sized hole that quickly fills in. Okay, so they are literal to their element. The blue flame monster scorches its way over to Jess and Trent, tossing fire at anything that will burn. He needs to be the first thing we squash, but that means I need Danielle. We were all clearly divided this way for a reason, the monsters chose their opponents, but why?

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

He looked over toward the noise, and a voice entered his head. Florian suddenly stood up as he looked in that direction. The others looked at Florian, and Guardio said, "Who sent you a sound transfer?" Florian clenched his teeth as he said in anger, "It's from Manson's sound array, but the person who sent it isn't Manson. It's the piece of trash that captured Manson. He wants to come and find me! He wants to challenge me to a duel to the death!" Florian scoffed with a look of disdain. That guy really did not know his place. Issuing him a challenge? Did he think that he could defeat Florian just because they managed to capture Manson? Manson was nothing to Florian. Anyone who could capture Ma

I echoed, confused. "Yes. I'm afraid of insects." I blinked, certain I'd misheard. "You're... afraid?" Florian's expression remained stoic, not a hint of embarrassment visible. "My phone's on the table, password is 'scheming she-wolf.' Call my brother and ask if I've been afraid of insects since childhood." I stared at him, utterly bewildered. This powerful Alpha who had single-handedly defeated multiple beta enforcers, who controlled shadow operations across territories, was afraid of a tiny spider?

~Author’s POV~ "This track is called the Serpent's Back. It's a narrow road that goes up a mountain. There's no fence. Just a big drop off the side. People have crashed here. One guy died last year," Simon said, his eyes shining with amusement. Harriet listened, but she didn't look scared. She was looking at her car, a simple silver Mazda. She touched it. It looked old, but she could tell it had been taken care of. The tires were good. The engine sounded smooth and strong.