Loz Irene の小説・ストーリー

She looked just like me, but with dark hair and although she looked tired, she was wearing a big smile as she stared down at the three kids on her lap. That must be our mother..... Where was she? No one mentioned her. . "Lilyyy" I whisper but no response came How exactly does this summoning work? "Lily"... Still no response. I dropped the picture in frustration and picked up a red little box on top of the other gifts. Is it right to open it? .. Why not? They are mine after all. I opened it up and almost gasped at the beautiful necklace in it. With a round blue pendant that glows.... It looks like the moon. The full moon.

"It's nothing—it's my job. I'll be carrying my phone constantly, and I'll go bring my effects over if there's nothing else now." Zachary nodded, reclining against the couch once Lulu left, since it was one concern resolved. Lulu took some medicine and went to bed after reaching home—she was still too weak to stay up for too long. She was feeling muddled when she remembered that she should watch some videos online for a weaning diet, and she was getting up just as her phone rang. "Irene?" she answered—it was around noon in Franconia. - Irene was sitting at a cafe with her shades on, taking it off as she took a sip of her coffee.

Eirene did not understand it; she truly did not understand what was happening to her. Once the bag had filled to the predetermined amount, Louise carefully withdrew the needle and pressed sterile cotton against the puncture. “Finished,” she said softly. Eirene nodded, unable to ignore the lightness in her head. It was too light. Her body felt as though it had lost all its weight. Louise observed her closely. “You look pale.” “I'm fine,” Eirene answered quickly, though her voice was softer than she had intended. Louise handed her a glass of water and several supplements. “Drink this.”

Maria waves her hand, gesturing for them to come in. Irene smiles as she steps inside, looking as stunning as ever, her dark brown hair cascading down her shoulders in long waves. She’s wearing a black full-sleeved top and high-waist jeans. She looks at Ezra and gasps. “Shit! You look just like a clone of Elijah. For a second, I thought someone put a shrinking spell on him.” “Language, Irene,” Elijah gives her a sharp look, clearly not happy with her shrinking spell comment, and Irene sticks her tongue out.

Lucia said sounding serious Irene smiled as she nodded in agreement Just then a message popped up on Irene’s phone, it was Matt the security staff “My boss said I should let you have his second line ***567**”. The message read Irene immediately copied the number,she dailed it the first time but it was saying please try again later “Maybe his just busy”. Lucia said slowly trying to calm Irene down Irene stared at her mum ,tears almost clouding her eyes “I miss him mum , and I just can't wait for all of this to be over, it's as though he doesn't want me again like he use to”. Irene said with tears flowing freely down her cheeks

She looked ready to continue yelling, until Eugene quietly warned her that guests were standing behind them. Lorraine stiffened. Then slowly turned around. And froze. A familiar scent reached her first. One she never truly forgot. Her eyes landed on Irene. And for one long moment… Luna Lorraine simply stared. Irene looked even more beautiful than she remembered. The dress suited her perfectly. Elegant. Graceful. Refined. Exactly the kind of luna Lorraine once dreamed of presenting proudly beside her son. The sight struck something deep inside her chest.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY🎀 "Irene! Irene, talk to me! Are you okay?" Zayla cried, her voice frantic as she lightly slapped Irene’s pale cheek. Irene’s eyes fluttered open, rolling back before finally focusing on Zayla’s worried face. She let out a jagged, painful wheeze. Zayla quickly hooked her arms under Irene’s shoulders, helping her sit up against a damp mossy rock.

"I'm not mad hun . Do what ? " Javier walked in closed the door and tried to let her go gently but she wouldn't let go she held on to him. "I can't. " Javier caught a glimpse of Iris's face on the mirror and took her arms from the back of his neck gently , but she looked away. " Would you look at me? Please. " Iris slowly lifted her head. She had a black eye and a blood stain on the side of her lip that seemed to be healing . "You have a crazy ex... Not just crazy she's obsessed. "

He asked confused. "She will have a Kinna," I stated. "Thank you I'll bring it straight away." He smiled and quickly hurried away. "Sorry I forgot that there aren't any Earth branded drinks here." She whispered embarrassed. "That's fine, just let me order next time okay?" I smiled reaching over to put her hair behind her ear. She blushed and looked down. "What's a fraih?" She asked looking back at me. "It tastes like an Irish coffee." "Can I taste?"