Lirik Yours Chanyeol Novels & Stories

Jessys p.o.v. I keep hearing noises around me but my eyelids are too heavy to open, someone touches my hand, it feels like electricity running through my body, I know that as soon as I open my eyes I'm going to be back in that horrible cabin chained to the bed with the hunter looming over me, so I keep my eyes closed wanting to stay in my dream just for a little while longer, I hear his sweet voice "Please beautiful wake-up, I need you, Colt needs Jewel"

~Pretending not to know anything I shouted, It's only this memory. Even my heart that's cold like ice will forget if I fall asleep. I want to escape from this pain that chains me. Someone please wake me up, from my soul that's full of scars~ -(Jang Jae In ft. NaShow) Hallucination Stefanos:

Jay only drove me when Dad couldn't, and that was a rarity. …. The drive to school was filled with Jay nodding his head along to the new Thai pop he discovered last week and occasionally singing out, “The bad girls like you,” a little too loud for me. I didn't complain, though, not when I was enjoying it. I loved this side of him more, the teasing smile, the way he would lean in slightly towards me and wink. I loved it, and it made me feel so damned special.

“Make your choice, live—and fight me, fight your way to the top or die here… like a coward.” Lance’s words echo mercilessly in Adrianna’s head. Even as she sits in the grand shareholder hall of the Houston Group, her fingers keep clicking the pen in her hand—click, click, click—like a metronome to her unsteady heartbeat.

The sound grew louder and louder gradually and converged before bursting out from the crowd at last. “Ten, nine, eight, seven.” He ordered her with a loud voice, “Say it. Say my name.” She enunciated his name word by word in the midst of the roaring crowd, “Edward Levin.” “No, not that.” “Sean Jackson.” “Again!” “Sean Jackson, Sean Jackson, Sean Jackson,” she chanted the name over and over again in fury.

I moaned. "Turn it up." I quickly did as I was told and as the strong vibrations drove through me, there was not a spot that I did not feel them. "I can't take it, please let me come, oh please," I begged. "Oh please, please." I chanted as my hips, having a mind of their own, began to lift and undulate. "Please what?" he demanded harshly. I wailed knowing he would show me no mercy until he got what he wanted.

He then proceeded to kiss my chest. I still cry. "Bryan, help me." I shouted many times. He laughed at that, his laugh had turned into a very scary laugh. "There's no Bryan here. Don't dream he'll save you." he said again. "Now, Zara Natusha Putri is completely mine." he whispered softly. Then he kept kissing me. I feel wet down there. I kept crying, saying Bryan's name. Hope Bryan comes to my aid. Instantly I was also unconscious.

The teasing gone out of it, replaced by something flatter and more deliberate, the kind of tone you only used when you actually needed people to stop laughing and listen. "Let me explain something to y'all before somebody ends up crying in this dressing room again." That got everyone's attention. Kira put her phone face down. Talia stopped touching her hair. Even the girl with the headphones turned the volume down. The room went quiet. "Y'all remember Bree?" "East wing Bree?" Kira asked. "Yes, that Bree." Anna lowered her voice, leaning in a little, the way people lean in when what they're about to say is the kind of thing that sounds better quiet.

Back in my seat, I leaned back, closed my eyes, and listened to my music with a deep, content smile. Filled. Satisfied. Completely in control. Killy — the queen who takes her pleasure wherever she damn well pleases.

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