Mary Lambert の小説・ストーリー

Lambert stormed into his mother’s chamber like a thunderbolt, face flushed with humiliation and rage. Mina, seated before her mirror while a maid brushed her hair, frowned at the abrupt entrance. “Lambert? What—” “He insulted me, Mother!” Lambert yelled, pointing toward the hallway. “Matt! He thinks he can talk to me anyhow because he’s Beta! He told me I’m not fit to be Alpha!” Mina shot up from her seat instantly.

With Mary as my stеadfast companion, I confront thе futurе with unwavеring confidеncе, rеady to facе whatеvеr advеrsitiеs comе our way. Evеry day, without fail, my inbox is inundatеd with thrеatеning mеssagеs from Ambеr and hеr cohorts, Lana and Elizabеth. Though thеir thrеats havе yеt to matеrializе into physical harm, I mеticulously documеnt еach ominous communication, еnsuring Mary is kеpt informеd. Dеspitе thе pеrsistеncе of thеsе thrеats, my rеsolvе to еliminatе Ambеr, Lana, and Elizabеth rеmains unwavеring. Mary, unwittingly еntanglеd in my plans, is positionеd to sеrvе as thе catalyst for thеir downfall. Thе covеrt еxchangеs bеtwееn Lana and Mary , brimming with dеclarations of affеct

Lambert looking deeper into things when I had Martin ready to back up my story. The matriarch of the Lambert family gave me a curious look, and she seemed to observe me in a new light. “Well, it seems that you really are not just some simple girl who got unbelievably lucky, like I thought you were. You can make two very rich second generation bachelors fall in love with you one after the other.”

"alright, I'm craving for whatever surprise you have for us today." "wash your hand and seat at the table please. I will serve you." said Martha heading back to pick out the plates. laid out for each then started serving when they all startled to gerald's scream. "hey." said he as everyone ran out of the kitchen to see what was happening. "why are you screaming?" inquired jane. "they unconscious lady, she went up your bedroom.. I tried to stop her but I couldn't move a feet." explained gerald start.

The most important part was the certification made available, nothing else mattered. Maria felt less and less enthusiastic as she fell on her back, lying straight up with urgent eyes rummaging through the ceiling. There were times when she almost faltered, wondering if all of this was worth the struggle, and there were times when she felt like she really couldn't go on anymore, but she knew she had to, she'd come this far already. She styled her hair into a quick ponytail and applied the littlest, almost unnoticeable amount of makeup. She was in a white dress with white shoes to match, it was simple, yet charming in its own way. White represented purity on a day like this, contrary to the bi

“What did you see in that girl for you to be fussing over her like that?” “She’s just unusual. She’s got little shadow on her, that’s all.” Margarette’s mind wandered as she spoke. “And, you’re worrying about her because she has a shadow?” “No. I’m worried because she’s losing her shadow, Finrod. And that lady who just left us has very little shadow left.” Realizing the depth of her thoughts, she shifted to a lighter mood and pushed the issue away. “Anyway, what are you doing here?” “I need your help in tracking the fragments of the holy Nromais.”

"Hello? I need to report a crime. Someone is destroying my shop and threatening children. The address is…" Dillan's head snapped toward her. His eyes narrowed. The wild look on his face twisted into something else—something uglier. Something almost mocking. He looked Ariel up and down. Slowly. Deliberately. Then he opened his mouth, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Lambert, I thought you were so heartbroken over Victoria. But here you are, already involved with some other woman." He scoffed. "I wonder what Victoria would think if she knew how comfortable you've made yourself without her."

Lena's POV. “You are nothing but a clown I raised. You will die worthless and nobody will think you ever existed, not me, not even Dominic,” Elaine fumed at me with a knife in her hand. I pulled back breathing rapidly. She launched at me, screaming furiously, and I ran in any direction, my heart throbbed and my hands trembled. She was a few inches from thrusting the weapon at me when I tripped on my feet and fell to the ground.

Beside me, Judith nudged me gently and whispered, "Oh god! I cannot believe I finally get to meet her. I really admire Mrs. Lachlan." Following suit, we all stood to greet her, and a radiant smile illuminated her face as she approached us. Mrs. Lachlan enveloped me in a tight embrace, her touch gentle and comforting as she caressed my face affectionately. Despite my apprehensions, her warm demeanor put me at ease. "Mary, my dear," she began, her voice gentle yet filled with genuine care, "I've heard so much about you from Joseph. He speaks of you with such fondness and admiration. We haven’t really gotten a chance to talk."

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.