Marion Michael Morrison の小説・ストーリー

I can't help but curse as I tried to imagine the horror that Morgan and his wife whose only three months pregnant have faced from the hands of those sick hunters and feral rogues. "What do you think should we do about this, Michael? We certainly cannot be complacent knowing that the hunters are working now with the rogues." Kayden suddenly asked me. I can feel his anger and grief over Morgan's death and it was obvious on his face, they're friends after all.

she mentioned. " we'll decide and let you know". I said. " Okay, three black coffees coming right up". she said leaving to get our orders. Mason and I looked at Michael, he's attention completely on the lady as she disappeared into the kitchen. " You know, it's rude to stare at a home like a creep". I said, my smirk growing into a full blown laughter. " She's gorgeous". Mason said trying to irritate Micheal who passes him with a glare.

The maids in her quarters would only make fun of her if she dared to approach them for help, she was not ready to face any more humiliations from them. Just as she was about getting on the ladder, she sighted Damien walking back into the house and immediately a thought popped into her head. She thought of going straight to his office and asking him to come help her. It was his wedding after all, this should be his problem not hers. She watched Damien with a disgustful eye as he walked proudly and head held high into his office shutting the door behind him. Ariel was determined to confront Damien, she could not tell why that was, all she knew was that he was going to see him. She had no idea

The McKinnons had invited a few investors and rich people over for a typical rich people small gathering. I could tell Mr. McKinnon was upset at the fact that I wasn’t in the kitchen like the other women of the house, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let some old piece of shit tell me how I am supposed to behave. I looked around for Joseph, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I miss my home, Judith, and Mom. “Mary! I want you to meet Fiona. She is one of our company’s finest workers,” Joshua said as he chuckled a little with his hand on her back.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

I practically yelled, throwing the papers I had in my left hand to the desk. I swiftly stood to my feet instantly heading to my office door "María is that you? are you ok?,where are" I began but María cut me off before I could finish. "I'm fine Lorenzo, Listen I will be at the car park two streets over from the mansion in one hour will you come pick me up?" She asked. I made my way out of my office quickly moving down the hall. I needed to trace this call but to do that I needed to get to Marcells office, he specialises in this kind of stuff.

The elevator doors open, “Have a good day, Miss Blackwood.” “You too, Henry,” I call out as the doors close. “You bake for your doorman?” Luke asks incredulously. “Henry isn’t just a doorman. He’s the sweetest.” Luke narrows his eyes at me, “The sweetest? You and your doorman?” I almost choke, “God no. Henry is married.” I smack his arm, “Minnie is his daughter. She came in one day because Leah, his wife, was sick. It was the school holidays, so he didn’t have much of a choice but to bring her to work.”

Love you, Mum. Mum: Love you, honey. When I turned back, Keene was shaking hands with Dr. Marlee. “Thank you, doc.” “Don’t thank me, Keene. I hardly even helped you. Go home and take a rest. You need your energy for your trip.” ***

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

The next few days felt lonely and quiet. The space he left felt like a huge void. The case Logan was working on was taking off. The media had finally got hold of the story. He sent me an article that had been released. I couldn’t believe it; the local police commissioner was being accused of marital rape and abuse. Logan admitted they had been asked to help prosecute the police commissioner. I was in shock. He had found no evidence that he could prove. Everyone was very tight-lipped.