Illumi Pins 소설 & 이야기

Lucien bit back, his ice blue eyes glowing. The room was filled with the thick pheromones of two dominant alpha’s clashing, the tension reached a whole new height as everyone shifted uncomfortably, plagued with the urge to shift or bare their necks in submission. The weaker of the lot fell to the floor twitching uncontrollably. For a short tense while none of the Alphas backed down as both were now but few moment from shifting

"I did some research when Tina told me about it and I completely agree. I would love to go there with you! It caters to Doms and their Subs. You don't have to be in that kind of relationship to be admitted but there are strict rules of conduct to protect the patrons. It is very civilized so it's very freeing for us subs. Everyone wears two glowing pins except tourists, those not involved in the lifestyle, who wear a single yellow pin. Wearing the blue pin means you are a Dom. A red pin means you are a sub. An Orange pin means you can be both. The color of the second pin tells people your intent. White means you are there just to dance with your partner, or partners in your case, and aren't s

I looked at it "Come on." He said and I take his hand, he help me get up. His hands is cold, I quickly take a hot pack from my pocket and gave it to him. He looked at me "Put it back in your pocket." He said and I ignore him. He pulled me by my shoulder and looked into my eyes "Put it back to your pocket." He said slowly and giving me back. My eyes caught something. It's the pin. I ran and taking the pin. We have one, 9 left.

Little Nine said, looking at me innocently. I rubbed my temple. "And what is this little something, if I may ask?" I asked, even if I already knew the answer. "Poisonous pins," he said, looking at me sheepishly. "Aish," I muttered. "I told you not to use these poisonouspins anymore, didn't I?" I said, looking at him. Little Nine might look like the most innocent and quiet one among the twins, but in fact, he is the most dangerous one. The poisonous pins, when inserted into someone's body, will terribly upset the person's stomach and make it look like they want to fart, but nothing would come out. It would make you wish for death.

Half a chess game unfinished by the window. Jessica scouted the building while Michael barricaded the door. Lena sat down at the kitchen table, staring at the chessboard. The game was mid-match. White had sacrificed both bishops. Black was two moves from checkmate. She touched one of the pawns. The piece was warm from sunlight. She moved it. A defensive position. She sat back. And waited. The broadcast came three hours later. An emergency bulletin pushed through encrypted lines, hitting intelligence terminals, private news outlets, dark web boards.

Shameless. Couldn’t they see he was married? Though… who would believe someone like me was with someone like him? Trying to ignore the sour feeling in my chest,I wandered into the accessories section. Rows of beautiful hairpins glittered under the lights. One caught my eye immediately: a silver pin with delicate glitter and a tiny butterfly perched on the end. It was simple. Pretty. Soft like something I would actually wear. I touched it gently. “Elena, come here!” Jaz called out. I let out a breath, set the pin down carefully, and walked to her. The smirk on her face should’ve warned me.

Spontaneously, Alen picked up the pin attached to his shirt and handed it over with a puzzled expression on his face. "This isn't just any pin, Alen. Look at the back!" Riley explained, showing the back of the four centimeter long pin. Alen blinked and took the pin back from Riley's hand. But when he looked at it, he still didn't understand. Riley sighed and started to explain but he and Alen suddenly saw the pin glow. Alen's eyes widened, "Riley, why is it glowing?" A bright blue light emanated from the small pin. Riley smiled, "It's a sign that one of us has found the food store."

“You know, we would have armed you but we can’t. Before you enter the room of Mr. Carrington, you will be checked by the security team to ensure that you have no form of weapons.” “But how about the pin that you would give me, is it not a weapon they could detect?” I was intrigued. “It’s a special pin; very high-tech, so no, they won’t be able to detect it,” Maddie replied without lifting her attention from her laptop. She seemed to listening even though she was working on god knows what. “What she said,” The tux guy added, causing Jojo to chuckle. After an hour, I was dressed in black lingerie that showed off my body in ways that I never knew it could be shown. My breasts were lifted by it

Upon concluding his remark, he extracted a steel pin from the container and brutally impaled it beneath her fingernail. Eulalia’s scream permeated the air, her other hand clawing at the icy floor tiles. She had believed herself desensitized to pain, yet the man ceaselessly unearthed novel methods to inflict further torment. Three steel pins were inserted into a single digit, the nail, now intermingled with blood, dislodged, and the pins embedded in her flesh shimmered in the dim illumination, resembling nascent nails.

I gulped hard. He raised his staff at me. “You’ll just feel a little sting in your head, miss Elffire.” He looked above my head. “Let’s do this quick, ok? We weren’t expecting an intruder. I planned so much for this evening. I am so happy it ended so soon,” Illumi chuckled. “The fate has indicated something unexpected tonight. It sure will be very useful information for our experiment. Oh, I should stop talking…” Illumi parried away Ruin’s mana with a swish of his staff. He flicked his staff towards Ruin and Kian and the air around the two blasted as if it were made up of vaporized diesel.