L Bozo の小説・ストーリー

I slam the door behind me. I jog down the front steps and head to my bike. "Luke!" I turn around. My friend, Bobby, comes from the side of the house. Bobby Sloan. You might remember his brother, Blade. Bobby's smaller, but has same type of biker look his brother has. Long, black hair. Dark, menacing complexion. Loves to fight. Just a really cool guy. The Sloans are the Betas of the place. If I ever took over, Bobby would become my Beta and that's cool with me. I really don't trust anyone else.

His footsteps came to a halt and backed off tens of meters away. "Who are you?" Bobby stared hard at Lucas. "Someone who will kill you," Lucas said slowly. Bobby was flabbergasted and his instinct was telling him that Lucas was not one he should offend. However, that was just merely his instinct. "I'd say you guys are having a death wish. Do you guys know that we're the Bloody Organization?" Bobby looked at Lucas and Cecilia disdainfully and said.

This left Lobo in shock. " You see, you were busy giving your boss little details about me, but then you gave him one little detail " Bernard bent over and then whispered into Lobo's ears." I can't be killed" before Lobo could react to this news, Bernard stabbed his eyes with the surgical equipment, making him scream out in pain, he struggled to free himself again but it felt the robe was becoming tighter on him.

And eventually, losing the awe and admiration of his wife, son and their friends. "Yes, leave us with the ladies, we don't mind, Georg," Abram said, smiling. A harmless joke coming from him. “But beware of the ladies, for they have something they want from you,” The Boss replied—and that wasn't a joke. The Boss asked Gina and Rhonda to take care of his good friends, Abram and Adrian, then he shook Abram's and Adrian's hands as he excused himself from the finished lunch. Once he had left, Abram turned to Gina,

He stared at the freezer on the zombie's back, then at the crushed Indomie inside. A wild idea flashed through his mind. Lia, can you keep your distance for a second? Bima asked, his eyes burning. What are you going to do?! Lia asked back, wary. I'm going to embarrass him! The BOSS Zombie lunged, swinging his meat cleaver. WHOOSH! Bima and Lia ducked, the blade passing over their heads and slamming into the wall behind them with a loud crash. Dust rained down. Mmmph... reaction... lacks... expression... the BOSS Vlogger grumbled, critiquing their reaction.

Lobo's own expression was a confusing mix of worry and concern. Zeeb licked his cracked lips and stammered, "Th-the wounds... I..." He trailed off, his voice barely a whisper. The weight of the accusation, the anger in my voice, and the silent judgment from the crowd seemed to be suffocating him. His eyes darted back and forth between mine and his father's. His eyes seemed to be silently pleading for his dad to intervene, to do something to help him or bail him out of the situation he had found himself in. Mr Lobo took a tiny step forward, but as his eyes met mine, he saw the warning in them and immediately stepped back.

"When I apologised for beating him up, he told me about Edward’s plan and we came up with one of our own. We never knew about the gun though." "Oh, God," Lexi gasped. "Was it a real gun? I felt so damn sure it was—" "It was an M9-A1 BB gun," Sam said. "Looks pretty much identical to a real handgun and they said he could have taken your eye out at close range if I didn't... you know..." Sam pulled a face and made a stabbing gesture. "He's going to be okay right?" Lexi asked. "Well... yes... aside from the punctured lung and paranoid schizophrenia." Sam rolled his eyes.

“And now that Miss Brooks is going to have a partner for life, the documentation could be expedited, but it would still take time.” I felt like a mouse in a laboratory as both men stared at me for long seconds before realizing they were talking about me. "I'm Louis Anderson,” I said extending my hand to the boy in front of me. “And excuse me for the scene from minutes before, I... I’m a possessive man.” "Don't worry, Mr. Anderson,” he said squeezing my hand. I’m Dennis Morris, the social worker in charge of the Flores children... And you would be surprised at the things that have happened to me with couples.”

-Hello- I greet her when we separate smiling. - Hi little girl, come in, here- she says and gives me some candies. I smile wistfully, hug her again and give her a kiss on her forehead since I'm taller than her. I enter the gym eating one of the candies. It is full. I walk up to Bob who is training a hazel-eyed brunette boy, he will be about seventeen. -Hi- I say still holding the candy in my mouth. He smiles at me and hugs me. -Rose is already spoiling you- he says pretending to be angry.

Dexter**** “ none other than your mother in law Bitch, she was popping that dusty P**** on a longgg c*** last night at her job. The janitor apparently only snitched after she turned him down to slob on his banana….. he went and told all the workers that were present that night and word got back to the boss man. He didn’t even have the conversation about terminating her employment, he sent her a text to not bother cleaning the desk just take it with her and don’t bother showing up tomorrow or In the next lifetime.”