Mlp Mmmystery On The Friendship Express นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He laughs shocked by my ability in linking and listening to him at the same time. It wasn't that hard. That's what she said. "It's called multitasking, dipshit," I flick his forehead playfully. He grunts and glares at me with displeasure, but his expression changes, to a full-blown grin when he notices someone over my head and waves them over. Oh-no. "Annabelle fucking Devirolli, you little rascal where the hell have been this long?!" I hear the very familiar yet very angry voice of one of my ten favorite people in the whole world that I successfully neglected. Crap. I gulp in worrisome.

"Hi, Del. Where are you from? I've been looking for you since yesterday. Why did you disappear, huh?" Delmar was silent and just looked at Brisa with a sad look. For eighteen years of friendship, Brisa can read if now Delmar is not in good condition. Even though his best friend didn't say anything. "Wait a moment." Brisa stopped the person who was decorating her nails. Nails that have been colored silver and will now be decorated with small white gems.

Soon, two men hopped down. Mingyu has this insane ability that he can memorize a person's face even if he just saw it once. He can exactly remember when, how and where he saw him. Thus, when Mingyu saw Junhui, he remembered the man whom he encountered at Celine's coffee shop. "You..." Mingyu called. Junhui also looked at him with familiarity. He recognized him as Celine's best friend, who is also a detective. But for him to come in his house, Junhui is not sure. So he has to wait for what's about to come in this encounter.

After a few more moments of talking Simon realized I was not paying attention to him at all, “Hey man. What’s wrong? You look like you have seen a ghost.” I slowly looked at my best friend and if I liked it or not, he deserved an explanation, “No. not a ghost. But I just realized we both the same club where Mandy works.” His eyes grew in size again and he uttered just one word, “Fuck!” and I could not agree more with him.

“Can you leave me in peace now?” “Are we still friends?” I didn’t respond. “Let`s meet at the warehouse after school then.” “I have better things to do lately, so don’t be surprised if I don’t come.” “Like what?” “Training how to kill, what else can it be?” He laughed, “You have a friend that can kill and leave no evidence of his crimes behind, why don’t you ask him to teach you how to kill?” “Take this opportunity to your advantage.” Said the Mystery- voice.

Where…was I? “We've got ourselves a fine specimen,” the sound of cheers made me stiffen as the recent memories came. My mind was instantly alert even if my body wasn't and from the corner of my eyeshot I could see several men celebrating. “It's been a while since we crossed these streets. Maybe we should have looked harder here. It seems like they've just been hiding.” one if them said, “And such a pretty one too. If we sell her, we'll be rich.” A mix of terror and disgust filled my entire being. Sell?

“Someone sent me an anonymous email telling me I’d find Scarlett here. I show up and the only person I see is you. Do you really think that’s a coincidence? Or do you honestly believe the world works like that?” Mingyu shuffled back two steps, slowly shaking her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t understand. Stop asking me.” The woods fell silent again. And the trap, if there was one, had finally begun to close.

"That mystery guy must be something special. Boss looked so possessive. Think it's serious or just a one-night thing?" I stared at my keyboard and typed faster. Shame burned up my neck and into my face. That mystery guy was me. The fallen prince who had taken six million dollars to spread his legs and moan like a desperate whore. Now I sat three floors above the man who ruined me, pretending none of it happened while my body still carried every mark.

Not for my best friend, my dad, my brother and not for her. Before I could delve deeper into my sad, messed up mind I received a message from an unknown number The person sent me a meme and, I just knew it was Kevin. That put a smile on my face, the first one since stepping into the cold, lonely house that I couldn't even call home. That night I slept dreaming of my budding friendship with Kevin, maybe life will turn out better for me in the end.

Same unknown number. Mr Louis frowned before swiping the answer button and placing the phone against his ear. "Hello, Mr Louis speaking. Who is this?" Wesley, who was beginning to get pissed that his calls were continuously ignored suddenly had his eyes lit up but they soon dimed almost immediately. A man answered her call?' he was a little bit shocked and surprised she was already with another man despite what was on the ground. "I'm Wesley, Daisy's friend and I actually called to talk to Daisy "