Fūjin 소설 & 이야기

ZION "Zion, for fucks sakes. Can't you keep your hands to yourself," Kendra fumed as she swatted my fingers away from her, "Didn't your mama teach you not to mess with a black girl's weave!" The scowl on her face amused me as well the red weave she decided to get during the weekend.

"Four years?" Jane reached for my arm. "That's all over now. Ain't nothing to think about." "Jane?" "Ma'am, they go much better with Cognac than they do wine." "B-but Suzy?" Jane shook her head and straightened her neck. Her usual smile flattened into a straight line. "No, ma'am. That woman wasn't living in your house, not as long as I had breath in these lungs. No, ma'am."

I hate it when a woman tries to chase me, it makes me feel awkward, Lucia was a beautiful woman but I think she deserves something better, not someone like me. “She took the night off, she will be back tomorrow.” Grace looked at Maeve. “This is Maeve, she is the Alpha's Mate, show her around, I would have asked Riley to do it but she is not around”

“Otherwise, you’ll really make us late for dinner.” “What’s oneesan?” Jane asked from behind. “And imoutosan?” Akira said, “Oneesan is older sister and imoutosan is younger sister in Japanese.” “Oh!” Jane expressed as she clasped her hands together. “If we’re going to be sisters, non-related of course, I think I will be the oldest. I know what we should do. We should form a sisterhood or something.” Sakura cocked her head to one side, a thoughtful look on her face. “Jane, are you serious?”

And did I mention it's the same knife from which he carved my body with his initials? Within few seconds my mind come up with thousand of memories and possibilities that can happen right. Even though I had fair share of ideas and possibilities that more probably be my faith yet I wasn't so sure if which one was about to happen or if there are more scenarios that my mind cannot grape at. Though with the thousands of emotions and words colliding inside of my skull one thing was for sure and that was, I'm doomed... My apprehension about the nearby future about my faith was answered within seconds as he rested his Sharpe tiny knife against the sensitive flesh of my skin.