Free P Star の小説・ストーリー

He said with a rich, powerful deep voice. Mashallah, he was very good-looking. He had dark brown silky hair, the same color as his sparkling beautiful eyes. Sun-kissed skin glowing even in this cold cloudy weather. A perfect jawline and red plump lips graced his almost perfect features. He looked so young. He runs his right hand through his short hair, giving a perfect view of his expensive-looking watch underneath his navy blue suit. I quickly averted my gaze to the ground, Asthaghfiru Allah.

Derek suddenly roared, followed by the sound of a glass shattering. Chloe gasped. "Dad, don't do this." I had no desire to listen to them fight, so I interrupted. "There is no fifteen thousand. At most, I'll give three thousand. Besides, Chloe is already eighteen. "Any legal obligation for support ended when she became an adult and graduated high school. "If you keep causing trouble, you won't get a cent." Derek wasn't angry. He chuckled. "Three thousand is fine. How would the boss lady like to pay?"

I was even prepared to give him an even bigger surprise on this joyful day. Harvey suffered from oligozoospermia, and the chance of him having children was less than one in a million. His biggest dream was to father his own children. The Fishers went to great lengths in order to make his dream come true. His grandmother even became a nun and dedicated herself to a life of prayers. As for me, I probably used up all the good karma I had built up over the years as a doctor. I was now pregnant with Harvey's child—the pregnancy test result intending to be a surprise was tucked in my pocket.

“We know of your powers and that of your mates. If you do not comply and surrender your selves to us by the eclipse we will attack your pack. There will be no traces left. Meet us in the mountain passage outside of your borders at night fall.” I wrinkled my brow. What in the world? I know Asher and Rain held special talents to certain things but full on powers? I needed to dig more into what it was to be us to be called Pure. The eclipse was 6 months away. I had time. It didn’t feel like enough though…. Storms POV

I thought he had blocked me after I found out he’s a student of Fox Lane High. Pstar7: ‘How did you figure it out? I deleted the photo immediately I uploaded it.’ Me: ‘I’m a big fan of yours, I kinda caught on pretty fast.’ Pstar: ‘Since you know we attend the same school, we might as well complete the cycle. How about we meet?” Oh my goodness! Pstar7 wants to meet me? A celebrity like him with over 700k followers? This night couldn’t get any better!!! Me: ‘It would be nice to put a face to the name.’

They all looked expectantly at me as I thought about it. "Fine," I said finally. "Tell everyone that for today, they are free to shift."

With homemade apple pie and vanilla ice cream for dessert. Thankfully there was no sign of bozo the entire evening. Felix and Alexa wasted no time going back to 'their' room, and having some alone time. I wouldn't be surprised if my sister is marked and turned tomorrow, her first shift would be this weekend under the full moon. I wanted to text her and ask her how her room was, and if she was going to let him mark her tonight. Sadly I lost my phone the night Lane tried to kill me, I'm guessing he took it. So without my phone I'm now stuck in Zanes room with him, and I could cut the awkwardness with a knife.

I push him out of my way as it has become one of his habits to block my way. He follows me chuckling like a hyena, while his chunky black combat boots chunk against the wooden floor. I walk down the staircase and walk near the narrow passage stage and take a seat. The curtains that cover the main stage are down; they are nice red silky curtains. Jake walks behind the main stage and turns on the music, he plays the song I have to learn the choreography to. Ironically Cheryl the beautiful blonde chose ‘Prisoner’ by The Weeknd. Maybe she did it to poke fun at me, I don’t know. But as far as I saw she’s the best out of all the strippers, she knows what she’s doing.

Lucian himself had gone paler than paper. He stared at his own hands in disbelief, feeling the muddy, churning power inside him. The disguise around him—the shell of a supreme Tidewater Gift, piled together from some secret art and a fortune in rare reagents and relics—had been shattered to nothing by my palm. "No... impossible... this is impossible!" He screamed, half out of his mind. He turned, pleading, to the senior women who had once doted on and shielded him in every way they could.

He shook his head at seeing what they had done for the couple. He looked at her, and he saw her surprised face when he pulled off into the parking area. She looked at him. “What is this?” “I told you we weren’t done for the night.” He said as he looked at her. “Now for something special.” “What?” she asked. “I rented this area out for the night.” He said. “It has a perfect view of the sky when there are no clouds which I am grateful tonight it seems there are none. You can see the whole sky from here when it is dark because of the no lights anywhere.”