Hatsune Miku Madness の小説・ストーリー

He got up, rushing out of the room. “So, you and your mate have already imprinted, the will be much, much harder to accomplish. Damn you, Kitsune! Intimacy with a wolf that isn’t your fated mate, in this case, Rei, you will be poisoned, and slowly die. You can hear and emotionally feel everything that goes on around you, but movement of any kind is taboo. I can’t believe my brother took such a big risk just to have you. If he dies because of you, I will kill you, and the consequences be damned! I hope you both heard me.” Misha rose, leaving the paralyzed girl on the floor, door wide open for spectators to view. _--_--_

She shook her head again then wrote, I'll go pack my things. She stood up as her younger cousins followed her. She began packing and they helped. "Why is he saying you can't talk?", Malaysia asked. "He doesn't know i can talk", Diya murmured. "Why?". "I'm mute to him and every other werewolf". "So you're a select mute. I've learnt about those from Freya, the Fairy Queen", Mikayla said. "But why would you choose to be mute?".

Dear daughter, do you really think that there is no way that I can control you? When Dylan saw Lucas's agitated gaze, he immediately had a bad feeling about the situation. He took a few steps back, shielding Miren from the intense gaze of Lucas. After hearing those words come out of Lucas' mouth, Miren was in fact a very shocking experience. Her smile formed in stages, beginning with a twitch at the corner of her mouth. Almost immediately after that, Miren's singing was played once more, but this time it sounded nothing at all like the previous time it had been played. The song's murderous intent slashed through the atmosphere, rupturing the slimy monsters' eardrums and causing them to sudde

The more Amy would press the throttle, the more she would feel the muscle car’s engine causing her driver’s seat to tremble. The Camaro’s radio was on, playing music at a low volume. A young man’s voice exited from the muscle car’s speakers. He was rapping, but the Camaro’s roaring engine almost drowned out his voice. Despite the supercharged rumbling, Amy could hear Juice WRLD’s Lucid Dreams broadcasting out of the muscle car’s radio. She found it odd to hear another song she had on her phone’s music playlist.

"Will you cut the crap? Do you think I enjoy seeing your silly arrogant face? I will give everything not to see your face ever again but poor me, I have no choice but to see it every fucking day!" "You make me sick Mila, you really do. You attitude stink. I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone. I hate you with passion and I wish you were never born. Your parents certainly made a mistake. I can tell they planned on aborting you but you escaped and........." "ENOUGH!"

"You're insane, Inessa Suarez," Inessa’s beige-hazel eyes shimmered with the utmost amount of happiness, hearing those words of her best friend, Mirana, whereas an alluringly warm smile crept on her full pink lips by watching that little puppy snuggling in her arms. "Well if it makes me insane then I guess…I am insane, Mirana,” She replied while giggling and stroking that puppy's head gently. In return the little puppy rubbed its face on her chest that was covered in mud.

She couldn’t still believe the same person who was giving her a teasing smile some minutes ago was the same person staring at her with his eyes full of hatred. He looked unsettled as he stares at her, his blue eyes not hiding the insecurity they held. “Why don’t you try calming down first” Anna says as she raises her hands up and down in the air trying to signal he breathes in and out slowly. It didn’t work on him. “Just stop will you! Do you always treat everyone around you like a patient?” Dylan couldn’t understand the reason behind the sudden surge of anger running through his veins as he stares at those hazel eyes.

"You crazy man! I'm a NORMAL man! Go find a woman!" ***

“You should leave. This isn’t your arena.” Hannah looked between them, hesitated—then turned, stiff as stone, heels stabbing into the pavement as she vanished into the crowd. Miriam sighed. “That was... efficient.” Samuel grinned. “That was therapeutic.” Inside LUXE Audio, Mika moved through the aisles like she was casing the place. “These,” she finally said, holding up a sleek pair of matte black headphones. “Noise-canceling. Good for blocking out bullshit.” She tossed them at Moses.

"OI! WAIT ME! ARGGHHH!!" Grrrrrrr!! I SWEAR, I HATE THE HAPPY THREE FRIENDS