Neck Deep Wish You Were Here の小説・ストーリー

I stepped on my toes before lightly pressing my lips against hers after tilting my head a bit. I could hear the gasp and tension that filled the room. I further wrapped my hands around her waist before sucking briefly on her lips. If they wanted a form of entertainment or something to take their minds off the brutal reality we were living under, it was the least I could do for them. "And why is that a problem?" I asked, watching Aliyah's and Cody's face falling to the ground as well as the rest of the audience.

Seeing that I had no chance with him, in my desperation I tried to convince Dee to listen to me. “Dee... please don’t take him away from me. I’m begging you, Dee... he’s my world... you know that... please... don’t, Dee... don’t... please look at me, Dee... you’re my best friend... my brother... brothers don’t... do this... it hurts... Dee... don’t take my world away...” I begged and begged between broken sobs and hot tears of utter pain, but he didn’t listen to me either, he didn’t even reply.

Annabelle widened her eyes in horror, the old fox's wish was like a curse to her! Kendrick laughed triumphantly, "It's your turn." Annabelle looked into the pool and since she had nothing to do, she decided to play a game. But what should I wish for? Did Kendrick let her go? She shook her head, knowing that she would leave him sooner or later, without needing to make a wish. Let's talk about a wish that definitely wouldn't come true. Remembering the figure that resembled the young master she had seen in the concert hall the previous night, Annabelle's lips curled up slightly, granting her wish.

JASMINE “Not again!...” I groan, rolling to the end of the bed to turn off the alarm clock. it's another working week and I need to head to the office. I'm still feeling sleepy but what can I do?. sitting up fully I rub my eyes a little, stretched my body then accepted my fate before climbing down from the bed to go on my knees. “Dear Lord, thank you for the gift of life, thank you for your mercies upon my life that's leading me on, I know I'm not perfect but I'm perfect in you. this is another working week and I need your help at Javis-k...Amen!”

“I won’t just sit here and wait for something to happen to you. If The Serpent is after us, I want to see the man who’s trying to destroy everything.” Matteo studied her for a long moment before sighing. “You stay close to me. No arguments.” She nodded, determination hardening her features. The underground club was alive with danger. Matteo, Luca, and Isabella stepped inside, eyes scanning the room. Red and gold lights flickered, illuminating the crowd of elite criminals who operated beyond the law. A woman approached, her dress clinging to her body like a second skin. “Welcome, Matteo DeLuca,” she purred, trailing a hand down his arm. “You’re expected.”

I obeyed and looked up, but instead of seeing guilt and remorse, I was only admiring what I saw. From the well defined brows, to the beautiful dark-brown almond eyes, his pointed nose and the well toned skin, to the hot red lips. The champ here, sure is an handsome man, and he is mine. I smiled as I thought to myself. "Why are you smiling?" He asked. "I could only see a handsome man" I replied, grinning. He giggled lightly and pitched the bridge of my nose playfully. "I'm deeply sorry dearling." "Just shut up and kiss me." I pouted.

"Really? That dance company is world-renowned. Why would you even notice me?" She raised an eyebrow. "I saw your videos online. You're a natural, but then you disappeared after a while. I think I understand why now." She continued, "There's only one thing I'm worried about… Whether it's dance or your treatment, it's going to hurt. Are you ready for that?" I could barely hold back my emotions. A fire rekindled in my eyes as I heard my dream calling to me again. "I can do it." And just like that, Jacqueline and I boarded a plane bound overseas.

He simply repeated in that same flat tone: “Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: ‘Wish.’ Please choose your cause of death.” Just when everyone was at a total loss, glowing text suddenly scrolled across the air like a livestream chat. [Damn, these players are seriously unlucky. “Wish” has a zero percent clear rate—hardest dungeon ever recorded.] [The boss grants each player’s wish... but always in the most horrifying, twisted way possible.] [As soon as players enter, they face the final boss. It forces everyone to “wish” for the way they’ll die, then “mercifully” makes that wish come true.]

"When he was being rushed in and wheeled into surgery, I remember that he kept repeating something under his breath. "Something like… his birthday wish finally came true, or something along those lines. That might be what he cares about most deep down. If you want to try waking him up, you could start from there." Mom kept turning the doctor's words over in her mind. She murmured to herself, "A birthday wish? That's right… Zero has never once celebrated his birthday. He must really want that. But what was his birthday wish?" I wanted to tell her that my birthday wish was to die. All she needed to do was stop the treatment, and my wish would finally come true.

Chapter 68 Zane's pov The anniversary party had drawn half the city into this overpriced ballroom, with crystal chandeliers throwing light across the marble floors and a live band pushing out rhythms that vibrated through my ribs. I leaned against a pillar near the bar, nursing a whiskey that tasted badly. My focus stayed glued to the dance floor where Skylar moved with Jason. She was fit against him like they had practiced this a dozen times in private.