Highschool Dxd Alarm Clock の小説・ストーリー

Then, without warning, I break into a sprint. The shades slip from my grasp, shattering on the concrete. But the sound is quickly drowned out by a furious shout: “It’s a goddamn X!” My feet pound against the pavement, each step jarring through my body. An ear-piercing alarm cuts through the air, and suddenly the street is bathed in a deep, pulsing red light. It's not the usual Closing Quarter alarm—this is something far more sinister.

I felt owned in the best way possible, claimed and cherished and wanted. My phone rang suddenly, the shrill sound cutting through the peaceful silence like a knife, and that seemed to jolt Axel awake immediately. His green eyes snapped open, instantly alert in that way alphas had, always ready for a threat. The other three stirred as well, groaning and mumbling complaints about the early hour. "Who the fuck is calling this early?" Ryder muttered against my shoulder, his voice rough with sleep. "It's not that early," Jaxon said, squinting at the window. "It's like nine."

I know Mom loves me and the last thing she wants for her daughter is be sent to the wilderness. I just sigh my thoughts away and prepare for SCHOOL. I fix my bed, take a bath, and wear my disguise. I am chuckling like an idiot in the mirror as I fix my cute red tie. A hundred and twenty one years old, in high school, as a nerd - I think nothing funny can't ever happen to my life again. I put on my fake silver braces and look at my favorite flower-shaped table clock. "7:14" the clock says. Having werewolf speed is helpful in this kind of rush. I then proceed below, so I can grab a quick breakfast.

Because of tiredness, it wasn't long before Farrah dozed off. She didn't know how many hours passed before a loud emergency alarm awakened her. The sharp whistle of the alarm was enough to wake the slumbering David, making the disturbed boy cry out in alarm. Even after 1 minute, the emergency alarm didn't stop, and it dawned into Farrah at once. The base was being attacked!

All he could think was Keep running, don’t stop, don’t look back but then something slammed into him from the side. He hit the ground hard. The beast drove it teeth into Alex hand and Pain exploded inside him. He rolled over, eyes wide and saw it, the beast has red terrifying eyes and then everything went black. ...... He jolted awake gasping for breath and soaked in sweat. The sheets tangled around him like vines. The alarm clock screeched beside him, pounding in his ears like a siren. “Fuck!” he snapped, bolting upright. His hand flew toward the clock, ready to smash it—but he stopped himself just in time. Aunt Laurel’s warning rang in his head: Break one more alarm, and you're getting a s

What in the name of Lewis Carroll is going on in this place? As my feet touched the bottom, all the clocks started to chime; the sound was deafening. “Girl, wake up! Your alarm has been going off for like fifteen minutes, and some of us need our beauty sleep, and you are ruining mine.” André grumbled, kicking my bed as he pressed my alarm clock against my ear.

~Cali~ “Shut up,” groping on the side table, I groaned at the annoying vibration of the alarm. Why does it have to be so loud in announcing that it’s time to face reality again? I couldn’t even reach for the damn annoying thing. My limbs are too short even for just reaching this damn irritating alarm clock! Pushing the duvet from my body, chills ignited on my bare skin, the silk fabric rolled in my waist. I reached for the annoying garish thing. “sta 'zitto!”

McKenna's POV. I closed my eyes tightly as the sun kept peeking through the window. I then opened my eyes slowly and yawned softly. Looking at the alarm clock beside me, it read 7:15 am. I felt pressed and made a move to get up, but I froze when I felt an arm pull me back. Only then did I notice there was a large arm wrapped around my waist, and my back pressed into a broad chest. I looked over my shoulder slowly to see Dixon sleeping peacefully.

High School... The alarm went off at six-thirty. A digital rooster was screaming in Derrrick's ears tirelessly. "Tsk!" He swung his entire arm, searching for the phone. After a few sweeps over the bed, he finds nothing. "God damn it!" Derrick gritted his teeth as he lifted his head. It was easier to locate the small light breaching through the pillowcase. His fingers crawl underneath, and he has it. *Kuk! Kuk!*

But to others. It's like being thrown in the battlefield without any arms. "Are you mad? What did you save mine as?" I ask as I pull through his shirt? "It's just Zara," he says as he turns to my direction. Is there something to be sad about just a number. The clock ticks on eight and the alarm rings on his room. From what I know, Xavier doesn't eat at this time but why does he have alarm on his room when it doesn't concerns him.