Maryse Lightwood の小説・ストーリー

As I slowly got used to the warmth inside, I pulled out my phone with shaky hands, clinging to a sliver of hope. The only thing Marvin ever left me was his ancient, untouched social feed, which, to my surprise, got an update today. [Snowy day, sweetheart, and roast dinners — pure bliss.] The photo showed Wendy sprawled in front of a panoramic window, lost in the snowy view, with a table laden with bubbly drinks and roasted meals behind her. The company's rumor mill went into overdrive in the chat group, and after a few daring souls tagging the main characters, Marvin and Wendy's names were suddenly everywhere.

Dave said, lighting a cigarette. “Mariya is an old maid working in the Rodriguez home for more than two decades. Ariana sent her to Anthony’s home to look after him. Mariya is the woman she trusted for her son like a mother. You would kill Mariya and Rodriguez would not come to know about it? Careful son, that monster Anthony has the ability to wipe away his enemy without even a trace of record.” “You just wait, watch and chill.” Dave handed him a bottle of chilled bear so that Tom could relax his nerves

But she would have to wait and discuss it with Lily first. Amazed by the wealth of information at their disposal, Marisol walks home with Lily, feeling a renewed sense of excitement and purpose. The revelations from the evening had opened new doors, offering insights that could potentially reshape their understanding of the challenges Redwood faced.

she muttered to herself as she slowly pulled the knife back, allowing me to catch my breath. The knife wasn’t silver, but that didn’t matter. If she injured me enough, weakened me enough, slit my throat, I would die, regardless of my wolf. Speaking of which, why couldn’t I reach her? I tried hard, feeling an invisible barrier between us as MaryAnne licked the knife, grinning wickedly at me. God, she was sick. Marissa looked on the verge of vomiting. “Delicious,” MaryAnne purred, "Soon the floor will be covered in your blood," she whispered, her eyes glinting as she stared down at me, a satisfied look on her face.

"Henry Jefferson's body has already been recovered. The cause of death appears to be snake venom combined with hypothermia. He's been dead for several days. "And by the way, how did Ms. Leighton know about his body's exact location?" Bonnie? How did Bonnie know? Everyone's gaze immediately shifted to her. After taking a deep breath, she didn't answer the question. Instead, with trembling fingers, she turned to the final page of the diary. "There's one last entry. When I finish reading it, you'll understand." [June 27th, 2025.] [The hills are so cold. I've already eaten the last few pieces of chocolate I had left.]

I threw a plastic cup in her direction and laugh too. "Seriously, why are you still here?" I asked once again and started cleaning the plates. Usually, after she ate breakfast, she immediately left the house so that she could start doing her bad habit. This woman was a drug user. "Do you know Marie? She has laundry today and I offered if you can do it for her and give you penny in exchange. Do you want to take the laundry?" she replied and put her feet on the top of the table. "Of course, Bel! Big help! Thank you!"

“I can work around it.” It was indeed a bit hard to put on the dress without messing with my hair, but I finally did it. I was glad that Mom chose a long dress because it would be hard to hide the jagged scar I had on my left leg. It frustrated me how my healing power couldn’t just make the scar disappear, but Mom said that it was because I was hurt by silver, which would actually be fine if I had mastered the power of resistance. Just after I dressed up, my door was knocked again. This time it was Selene, with her beige, embroidered dress. She was holding a make-up bag.

I ground out before walking off to find my farther. 🎲🎲♠️♥️♣️♦️♠️♥️♣️♦️🎲🎲 María's pov- I scrunch my eyes at the light, My chest was aching. I feel as if my ribs have caved in. I pulled myself up wincing. The pain seems to be duller. Most likely the medication doctor Jonah had given me was still in my system. Gazing around the room I was alone, in a bedroom that I have never seen before.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.