Lois Vore Novels & Stories

My own voice cut through the room before he finished. Every head turned. Good. Let them. I was done waiting for men to recover their comfort before I used mine. “I need five minutes.” The chair blinked. “Mrs. Valois, this board is currently in the middle of…” “A fraud structure tied to my birth record, a dead woman’s voice, an unlawful authority grab, and a strategist who just tried to take the archive key off my body in front of your entire table.” I looked at him. “You can survive five minutes.”

My jaw clenched at the headlines of the article. ‘Lorelei Volkonsky was seen attending an exclusive event with her ex, Conrad Vokonsky, who is also the nephew of her husband, Viktor Volkonsky.’ F*CK!

Lady Vetta’s shriek filled the doorway — genuine, theatrical grief. “Oh, Moon Goddess! My daughter! Lois has murdered my child in a jealous rage!” Lady Vetta wailed, collapsing into a chair. Lois looked up and met Karl’s stare. Whatever flicker of curiosity had been there earlier was gone. His glance was red-hot, animal and immediate. His jaw worked; his hands curled so tight his knuckles blanched. “You—” He moved faster than any of them could have guessed. In a blink he had Lois pressed against the bed, his body leaning over hers, fists braced on either side. The motion was brutal, possessive, a warning and a verdict all at once.

(still in my mind of course), "I think we'll be fine from here thank you," Leo said deeply, saving me from the situation. She nodded her head and left us to stand behind the cashier desk. From the corner of my eye, I kept seeing her looking over to give us disapproving looks. "What is her problem?" I said quietly as Leo and I wandered around the section the lady had shown us to. "Old fashioned views about not mating before marriage," Leo replied, picking up a tiny footed onesie with a hood and cute little bear ears.

Lorelei descended, landing on the ground. "Why?" Liora asked. "You have to have this building demolished." Liora was taken aback. "Demolish the building?" Lorelei chuckled bitterly. "Yes! My body lies beneath it, undiscovered for 53 years. How can I move on willingly when my body is not properly laid to rest?" Liora was indeed shocked by her words. Nevertheless, she resolved to investigate further to ascertain Lorelei's veracity. "What is your name?" "Lorelei Whitewood. I was a freshman in the Foreign Language Department, class of 2001. You can check with the police; there should be records," Lorelei provided.

"Ms. Wickham, you're aware of that too?" Lorelei managed to say after a moment of silence, her embarrassment deepening. It seemed her feelings had been quite evident. Violet nodded sympathetically and replied, "Having feelings for someone isn't a bad thing." She sought to console Lorelei, hoping to ease her discomfort. Lorelei's lips trembled, and her gaze involuntarily drifted back toward the room. "In terms of looks, talent, and character, I don't think I'm inferior to anyone. So why did I lose?" she pondered aloud, questioning why she had been overlooked in favor of someone as seemingly ordinary as Astrid.

Ang ikalima ay Western-inspired – kahawig nito ang white palace sa Lord of the Rings at makikita sa loob ang mga characters sa Autopsy of Jane Doe, Saw, Wrong Turn, Insidious, Conjuring, Jack the Ripper, mga halimaw sa Resident Evil at iba pa. Ito ang location ng photoshoot para sa poster at ilang eksena ng movie ni Blue entitled “Scared to Love You”. Tungkol ito sa isang lalaking natakot nang magmahal at nagawang maka-move on sa nakakatuwa at nakakatakot na paraan sa tulong ng kaluluwa ng isang babaeng na-comatose kaso sumasapi sa katawan ng kanyang ex-girlfriend. Nang nakapasok na siya sa loob, he was breathless and panting.

That day was the day I and Lois started to talk finally after a month of just greeting and minding our businesses and within that one month, Lois was a darling and she will forever be… She had always offered to help but I told her all the time that I had it under control until that night Vittoria arrived… “You really think you don't need help, Dessy?” Lois asked as she watched me Lay the bed clean while Vittoria took a bathroom break. “No I'm fine I have it … “Under control but you keep sweating even under the air conditioner and not to talk of you checking your phone a billion times!”. At that moment I brought out my phone again unconsciously and checked the time.

The two she-wovles continued glaring for a long period of time. “Enjoy this all while it lasts. You'll get what's coming to you.” Lorraine snarled at Kory. “Leave already!” Kory shut her door abruptly Lorraine’s face. Lorraine frowned, but the frown turned into a wide grin. She turned and left for her room. Kory couldn't stop thinking about Lorraine's remark. Everything seems so entwined to her. The clothes and the precision of her taste in clothes are too creepy to accurate. She's getting a weird feeling from all these. Yet, she waved it aside with the saying, ‘he's my mate'.

And even if someone does hear him, they'll do what people always do when they sense horror—pretend they didn’t. Two of my men hauled him out of the van. He kicked and twisted, but the more he moved, the deeper the cuts from his earlier thrashing opened. The blood had started to soak through the tape around his mouth. His eyes darted around, looking for something—help, maybe Or mercy. Either way, I wasn’t offering. When we reached the center of the room, Lovia was already there—standing like a shadow sculpted from fury. Wearing a black gloves and tight coat. Her face was unreadable but still beautiful and deadly.