I Am Number 4 Movie の小説・ストーリー

“Give me your phone.” “Are you adding my contact information?” She handed it to me with unexpected excitement. Her phone background showed SpongeBob SquarePants. I glanced at it, added my contact information, and transferred money to her. “Is this enough for your grandma’s treatment? Do not do this again. Get dressed and leave.” When I came out after washing up, she was gone. I was about to leave when a small note on the table caught my eye. [My name is Jane Surrey, and I am glad I gave you my first time.]

My sister disappeared because of my aunt, Renee Dover. She smiled and said, "Our little Candy is so pretty. It'd be a shame not to get her into kids' modeling." Then she took three-year-old Candy away. She claimed the shoot had been too crowded and that Candy had wandered off on her own. My parents searched for over ten years. When they finally found her, Candy was chained up in a house deep in the mountains. She had given birth to seven children, and her mind had broken long ago. She died on the way home. The grief destroyed my parents too. They lost their minds and were killed when a car struck them. Aunt Renee seized their inheritance and gloated, "Your mother should've lent me th

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H

she spoke. Loading, checking up the location of 948, said Sass. The number of the unknown caller appeared on the screen. After loading up, a map appeared locating the caller. A few moments later, the blue dot was found beside the town's school. Location detected, Sass spoke. "Thank you, Sass," Raine beamed. "Wait a second... Sass..." she spoke."I'm going out for a while. Would you mind to guard the house for me again?" Sure, that was what I'm built for, answered the computer.

One by one, the bulbs illuminated the passage and its ascending staircase. “You’ve got this, Ami,” I whispered, more to steady myself than anything else. “Just follow the map.” I hurried up the stairs, turned down another passage, and followed it to a door marked with a faded number 4. I paused, hand hovering near the knob, then pulled out my phone. A quick scan of the live feeds showed the fourth floor crawling with guards three near one staircase, two near the other, one slouched in front of the elevator. But no one by the hidden door.

“We’re in private now.” For a second, something like surprise flickered across his face - gone as quickly as it came. Calder’s mouth quirked into the faintest smirk; Maddox’s brows rose, interest gleaming in his eyes. Even Jax - quiet, unreadable Jax - tilted his head, wolf-amber eyes glinting with a hint of approval. I stepped closer. Not submissive - never that again. But deliberate. I hadn’t dressed to tempt them - but judging by the way all four followed the movement, I might as well have.

Why do they keep referring to numbers? I try to move when I realize my hands are not bound any longer. What I see next shocks me to the core. There are no chains on my hands like I expected, rather there's a black leather wrist band fastened around my wrist, and hanging from it is a silver tag engraved with the number— IR 0-0-0-1. The number confuses me even more. I force myself to sit upright, scanning the room I am in. It's really spacious, overly spacious with white walls, flowers, a bed. In fact it seems like I'm in a luxurious room.

Carlacia and I sat on the couch with a tub of vanilla ice cream and two packets of Oreo. We decided to watch a movie on the television and relax after unpacking and setting up our rooms. We were halfway through the movie when we heard a knock on the door. Carlacia and I stared at the door, then at each other. "You expecting somebody?" I asked her. Carlacia frowned as she shook her head, "Not at all." We both stood up and walked towards the door carefully. I looked at Carlacia who nodded her head at me and I opened the door, only to find a guy dressed in a pink hoodie and a pair of jean trousers standing outside.

While she does this, I bow my head, my gaze falling to my feet. The bridge of my nose stings. “Four,” the cashier says, though I'm not sure if it's me she's talking to or Tavin, afraid that if I look up, she'll see right through me. Tavin tosses a jade bill onto the counter, telling her, "Keep the change." He snatches the box of tampons and gently places a hand on my back, urging me to follow him.

The car lurched to a stop. Before I could react, rough hands yanked the blindfold off with an abruptness that made me flinch. "Careful," I muttered, my voice unsteady despite my effort to sound indifferent. As my vision adjusted, I looked up and met the hollow, empty eyes of Number Four’s skull mask. “I’m already crippled—are you trying to make me blind too? That’d make me even less appealing to my wife.” Number Four let out a low chuckle, his amusement laced with something dark.