Mary Viola の小説・ストーリー

“Look at yourself, Tina. You are turning into someone that you are not. How could you hurt Sister Katarina, how could you hurt me?” Her voice echoed again as she laughed, “Do you think I care? I will do anything for him.” “Why?” And then she started touching herself, her lips, her hair, her skin, and she was savoring the pleasure as if Felix was doing it. She then halted, and bear her sight through me. “Even if I tell you, you would not understand Mathilda. You have your sisters that loves you so much, even the mother adores you.” “And then Sir Gabriel.” She added. What about him?

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Carol: mom that blue maid is no good Chief maid : who's blue Maid Carol: one of the new maids assigned to Derek and Belinda. Her name is actually Blue Chief maid : so she's no good? What did she do? Carol: I caught her flirting with Derek Chief maid: hahaha. She'll soon find his real attitude and run away. She has no idea who he really is Carol : but he was letting her flirt with him Chief maid : maybe he wants to use her and dump her like he does to those rich girls. You know he is a playboy. Why do you care anyway? You don't want Blue to get used by him right?

Violet POV. Let me tell you a bit about the earth, not the one you know, it's not all white and black, it's not a straight road, I don't care about your ethnicity, or what your religion is, everyone else might, but not me. The life that I know is completely different from everyone else, I don't give two damn about who's the new president is, I don't pay much attention to any drama, I don't live under a rock, I'm still on Earth, but the thing is I don't belong here anymore.

Because I can't dream of falling for anyone but her in this lifetime. Until then, my quest to find my mysterious Rachel starts now. ******* Rachel "Rachel, do you think daddy loves Jane," Marline asks, scanning pictures of Brandon and Jane and placing them beside each other. "You know you're smarter than any kids your age," I said, sitting beside as Marline smiled at my words. "And yeah I think your daddy loves Jane, and you know a secret..," "What secret..," Marlin said, suddenly excited by my words. "Well, I don't know for sure… but I think, Jane loves Brandon too, in one way or another,"

"Mas Suma...." *****

Designer handbags, glittering jewelry, elegant timepieces, if it exuded opulence, QUEEN had it. “Amelia, choose anything you like. Today's on me," Viola said cheerfully from her wheelchair, her voice bubbling with excitement. If she hadn't abruptly lost her sight, she wouldn't have needed the wheelchair or Amelia’s steady hands guiding her. But she didn't dwell on that. Not today. “That's quite generous," Amelia replied, flashing a playful grin. “I am! And I won't go back on my word!" Viola replied, her tone bright and full of mischief.

I tell him my deepest, darkest secret. "I am-" He speaks but I cut him off, my voice weary I say, "You are amazing, Ethan. If you were a girl, I would go crazy for you. Hell, I am crazy for you right now. I FUCKING HATE RITA. Sh-she is trying to steal you from me. I can't see this. I can't. Ethan, listen. I am a mess. Only you can save me, baby." My throat gets dry so I gulp some more whiskey.

Myles had just come out of the shower when they walked in, and he glared at her. “I told you to stay put,” he said. The coldness was back in his gaze now. “I’m not a dog to do as you tell me,” she snapped as she walked over to the fridge to grab some water. Before long, it was time to head back to the arena, and Ava managed to pour the contents of the bottle from Mr Patrick into her water. She realised how stupid it was only after she had downed it all. The vampire might have given her tainted blood, so why had she easily trusted Mr Patrick? It felt like she had swallowed a vial of poison as it burned its way down her throat, and almost instantly, she started to feel a little dizzy.