Mabel Gif の小説・ストーリー

Mabel shook her head and walked towards Grey and Martha. "Good morning Sir, good morning ma" she greeted, Grey sneaked his hand around her waist and drew her closer to him which made the other girls in the room jealous. "You left again without without my permission Mabel" he whispered and licked her earlobe. She jumped away from him, from the other side Emma slapped her forehead in annoyance. "Why is she so dumb?" She asked Mira who ignored her and walked away. ~

“You okay, cuz? You look like you have just been from a battle instead of a fashion show.” “I am okay although I do feel like I battled a beast. Is the food any good?” “Yep, yum, yum.yummy in my tum,tum, tummy. By the way, have you seen Devlin?” “The devil or I meant Devlin? Maybe he went to his hell hole for all I care.” Mabel stood and went to get some food. The trio at the table chuckled. “What’s up with Mabel? She looked distracted. “ “She is always distracted ever since your father’s partner was around. Do you think he is hitting on her?”

‘Mable, you’re really something! … Mable was having a hot time with a bunch of handsome young men when she suddenly noticed someone staring sharply at her. She turned her head and saw a familiar figure walking toward her. Mable’s eyes flickered, and she purposely curled the corner of her mouth into a teasing smile. In an instant, Blair walked through the crowd and stood in front of her. “Mable, are you that desperate? Fooling around right after signing the divorce agreement…” Mable had good features and fair skin. However, she normally did not wear much makeup and dressed plainly, which made her look very ordinary.

In the glow of the fire, amidst the soft murmurs of contentment, Mabel realized that sometimes, unexpected friendships and gatherings had the power to bring about beautiful changes, weaving a tapestry of warmth and joy that enveloped them all. ******************* As the weeks passed, Mabel noticed a beautiful transformation within the family dynamics. The bond that had blossomed during the picnic and subsequent gatherings had woven a tapestry of closeness among them all. Jack's initial reluctance to engage in more family activities had faded away, replaced by a genuine eagerness to spend time together. One sunny Saturday, Mabel received a call from Ava, her voice tinged with excitement. " Ma

I immediately declined because I didn't want us to waste money but Mabel reminded me once again that I didn't have enough time and it was okay because she had a lot of money in her account. We waited for a few more minutes and eventually the taxi Mabel had ordered arrived. As she opened the door for me to get in, she said to me, "I know you don't want to be seen by the prince but, if accidentally he sees you, remember to smile because you have the most beautiful smile in the world."

It was in anticipation. “Gran?” Her voice wafted over me, prickling my skin and causing my breath to catch. I turned, and my chest compacted as I watched her approach hesitantly, eyeing me warily as she held up a glass of champagne that she had for Mabel. “Oh, thank goodness,” Mabel said, bustling past me to reach for the glass. “I need to wash my mouth out something fierce. That little pastry I had, whatever the hell it was, tasted like ass.”

“Damn it.” I sink onto my stool and bury my face in my hands. How am I supposed to look Tyler in the eyes every day knowing something that will destroy him? How am I supposed to laugh with the twins? How am I supposed to celebrate birthdays, prom, or graduation knowing Mabel might not be here for the next one? My phone buzzes, and I wipe my eyes quickly. Tyler has sent me a picture of Mabel sitting upright in her hospital bed. She’s wearing one of those pale blue gowns, her hair is tucked behind her ears, and she looks tired. Thinner than she did even yesterday.

That much he remembered. Mabel simply continued to gawk at the Alpha with wide eyes like a doe. "Do you expect an invitation to rise?" He snapped, pushing her back to the present. Mabel wished she could facepalm herself. She didn't understand, but she always acted funny when she was with him. Either words wouldn't come out, if they did, they wouldn't even make sense, or else she would lose track of time with him. "Uh? Um. No. No." She continued to stutter and stood up, smoothing her apron and keeping it across her knees, trying to be as normal as possible.

I was still thinking of what he said when Mabel run into the administrative office crying. “The…luna-” My eyes widened as I watched her lips move. -----

Was it the cause of the bad omen the pack was experiencing? “Why do you look like everything is falling apart?” A voice startled me and I turned in time to see Mabel take a seat beside me. “Are you okay?” She asked me, studying my expression. I sat up and tried to fix my expression. “That should be my line.” I gave her a small smile. “How are you holding up?” It was Mabel’s turn to look solemn. She shrugged and pulled her knees to her chest so we were sitting the same way. “I’m trying to forget about it. I try not to look at the garden when I pass."