Gumiho Bead の小説・ストーリー

Percy barked. “Relax. It’s just small and delicate. I’m being careful not to drop it,” Dustin said calmly. The guests were on the verge of laughter. How small could it be? Was he offering a handful of sand? Finally, Dustin peeled away the final layer. Inside was a tiny round bead the size of a soybean. “This is my gift—a precious bead valued at 80 million.”

No one said a word, no one needed to since it was painted in their faces. With their latest bowl of contention being the cama beads, which everyone knew never faded to dust or ashes. It was more worrisome that a General could write such nonsense down in a letter than it was to believe it. The cama beads were simply a stone bound to one’s life force, it never faded or crumbled, since it was founded. It’s been confirmed to crack open when the owner faces a gruesome death or turn pale when the owner dies. So to turn to ash instantly made no sense, not to the cabinet nor the man who swallowed hard while reading it.

Hence, he was very resistant and blocked it firmly. Agatha said, “You don’t have to resist it. The Divine Bead is a certain supernatural power of heavenly law, meaning that a certain supernatural power of heavenly law fruit will be stripped from one’s body and sealed inside the bead before it is passed on to others! This is very difficult, and no one will do something like this unless it is between the closest people...” Such words made Xienna even more uncomfortable. The hair stick was a love token that Dimitri had given her.

Andrew announced proudly as Liya just gave a big smile. “Oh wow! Really!!? I’m so happy for both of you!!” I said hugging them both who were smiling widely at me. I opened the envelop and there were two very beautiful wrist bands in the envelop. They were not made up of gold or diamonds but they were extremely beautiful. “These are beautiful!” “These beads are from the village I belong, it’s believed back there that these beads have powers. They will keep you both together and happy as long as you believe.” She said.

Alexis nodded again to the question, this time sadly. I sighted. "It'll be fine if we gave her some sedatives and pain killers to help her with it right?" It was my father who asked now. Guess he figured that my mate isn't just 'a human' anymore. "I think so, nothing her says about it not being fine." "What else does it say?" I asked. "Hmm.......It says that each Gumiho has a pearl." Alexis read. "A pearl?" The twins asked in union and Alexis nodded yet again. "Cool." They both said.

This close, she was stunning, and he blinked at the sight of her, like a man staring into the sun. “That bead.” He barely got the stuttered word out, suddenly feeling like his whole body was made of nerves. Despite himself, he’d searched his halmeoni’s old books until he’d found the tales of the gumiho. And one had detailed a fox bead, one that held all the knowledge of the universe. She hummed deep in her throat. “What did you feel when you picked it up?” He paused, searching for the trap in her question. When he couldn’t clearly see one, he replied, “It felt warm, like it was alive.”

He was calculating, thinking of every probability ahead of time. In the end, to soothe Stephen Ling’s anger, we bought some VBH earrings, special pink kuznite - a variety of spodumene according to Stephen’s explanation when I asked - inlaid necklaces, a pearl necklace that cost hundreds of thousands, gold pieces, brooches and a lot more.

Suddenly, I saw a bead had rolled to him and was almost nearly hidden by his clothes. I picked it up and immediately began to string the thirty five beads that I already had. I had to find one more. I looked up at Hazel and saw that she had stopped flinching. At that moment, I saw the last bead. It was on the floor–near the shadows!

Once they were all collected, she held them and stood up, "Madam Yu, do you have a red thread?" "A red thread?" Yu Meilin gave it a thought and then suddenly started laughing, "Yes, I do. I bought a lot when my husband passed away but didn't use it all. Do you need it?" "Yes." Looking at the jade beads in her hand, Maria’s eyes were filled with joy, "These beads are of excellent quality. It would be a shame if they were to be dropped and damaged again. I know how to braid; I can string the beads back up. As long as they're not intentionally cut with a knife, they should not break again."

Pulling my cheeks wider, I could feel my blush deepen even more. His fingers reached out to gently stroke over my exposed clenched hole. "These are not anal beads. Anal beads are three-fourths of an inch around. Vaginal beads, on the other hand, are an inch and a half." He let those words seep in for a moment before he announced, "Let me know when you want the first bead."