Gosick Light Novels & Stories

[Kiss Me Harder, I Won't Run, I Promise!] The whole building was overwhelmed by blue and red piercing lights that luminously swam in the atmosphere, mischievously travelling across the whole place whilst rudely exposing people who tried to hide their evil deeds — a few of them, of course not many liked how the light approached them.

I gave her a little hug, "It's just that, I look like me before I started that damn job." "Please stop or I'll start crying too." She blinked rapidly to prevent any tears from falling. "This mascara is too damn expensive for emotional shit like this." I laughed and she glared daggers at me. "Don't look at me like that. You look like a psycho right now." She scoffed, "You haven't seen psycho yet." She used a paper towel to dab under her eye, "I swear if my mascara gets smudged, I'll murder you."

Afterlife won't be that bad in the end. The rebels are all rushing to pin her down when suddenly all lights go off creating chaos in total blackout. Tammy opens her eyes, confused to be surrounded by darkness, for she is certain she didn't pull the trigger. A green light flashes the chest close to her for an instant, followed by a slight buzz and the sound of someone collapsing. Bodies fall heavily one after another like the gravity pulls back the waves from a beach. She quickly plunges to the ground avoiding the flying bullets around her and covering her ears to muffle the screams. Black ops are flooding the room, commanding everyone to stay put when a voice, she dreads from the bottom of h

Shорріng rеаllу wаѕn’t his thіng оr mіnе еіthеr, but I had соmе tо thе conclusion it was fаr еаѕіеr tо juѕt go wіth іt than to protest. “I dоn’t know, Iz, what do уоu thіnk, the dаrk or lighter ріnk?” I rеаllу dіdn’t саrе. “The dark pink.” Juѕt pick оnе fоr the love of God. “No, I think thе lіghtеr one.” Then why аѕk? “Rіght nоw wе hаvе thе соllаr аnd lеаd . . .”

She simply giggled and messaged all four people with a simple word, 'Hi,' and a cutie emoji with it. In response, she got two dick pictures and a link to a porn website. She sighed. She should have known humans were weird and stupid at times and now she has to be watchful of who she wanted to chat with because apparently, a lot of these people are unwell. Those people had a pretty decent profile though and she didn’t know they were mad or close to being mad.

A pair of shoes flew from inside and I gasped when it almost hit the side of my head. "Calm down, will you!?" I exclaimed. I sighed aloud when I saw that those were my Reebok Instapump Fury x Vetements Graffiti. I faced her and was shocked to see her eyes smudged with mascara while crying. "Goodness, don't cry. You look hideous." I started, frowning. I really liked the shoes she threw outside; they were like vandalized shoes but they were on fire, I swear. "You know, Mads, you could find someone better than me—"

Light: I think the dress I bought for you is too short, you look so gorgeous in it. "Huh!" I turned around and typed a message for him. Me: What do you want? Wrap me like a dumpling even when it's too hot? Stop it Light. Go home. In less than a minute there was a message from him. Light: I want to see you, I miss you so much even though we've been apart for less than an hour. I frowned. "Chessy..." What did he eat that was so strange and he was so sweet that he was able to make fun of me?

He simply asked, "Yocelyn, if I ever need your help one day—and I mean really need it, like an organ or something—would you be there for me?" Blinded by love, I nodded and said yes without a second thought. He looked into my eyes so intently, it was as if he was seeing someone else through them. Then he kissed me gently on the eye, whispering, "Your eyes are so beautiful." Looking back at it, I wonder… Did Samuel have his eye on my eyes from the very start? I was dead. The surgery was a success, but my body rejected it big time, and all my vitals hit rock bottom.

Ginnie** Varkos’s smirk grew, his eyes dark with lust as he looked up at me. “You drive me fucking crazy,” he whispered, his voice filled with a dark pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. He stepped closer, his hand never leaving my pussy. “You want it so bad, don’t you?” He asked, his voice low and demanding, “You want me to fuck so bad right now?”

Holding the mate contract release form in my hands, I let out a relieved breath. All that was left was a visit to the Moon Goddess Temple to take an oath, and then Darren and I would be done for good. It was not until noon the next day that Darren finally showed up. He peeled off his lipstick-stained shirt and eyed me sitting on the bed's edge. "What was that paper you had me sign yesterday?" he asked. I calmly replied, "A form to dissolve our mate contract." He paused, then chuckled, "You're kidding, right? You can't live without me."