Osu Carmen の小説・ストーリー

The giggling and severe inability to sing was kinda getting in the way. "You know Ella," Carlos said to me, putting an arm around my shoulder as we walked back to the house half an hour later, "Have you seen the Uzbekistani economy lately?" "Umm..." I said. "No?" "Honestly, are you some kind of simpleton?" he asked, "Hey Marco! Our brother has made this girl his Luna and she doesn't even know about Uzbekistan's economy! Can you believe that?!" "Well, you better educate the woman!" Marco exclaimed.

The town has this mystic old-style vibe like it's stuck in the 50s. "Code 00-17-1 in Narrow River. I repeat, 00-17-1 in Narrow River." The radio buzzes and the almost robotic female voice of the dispatcher follows. I've never heard this code before, it's in no book I've read. But even so, neither Jamie nor another patrol from the area seems to care. Jamie just keeps driving, as if the dispatcher never called. "What's this code? I've never heard of it." "You know all codes?"

He couldn’t wait. Sebestian's sleek car came to a screeching halt in front of his mansion, and he stumbled out to take Adom inside. He opened the passenger door, gripped Sebestian, and pulled him against him. They both felt the sparks again as Sebestian connected their lips again, hosted Adom up, and carried him inside. Adom whimpered in his arms as he had him against the wall in his hallway in no time.

He moved with a nervous, twitching energy, his eyes darting toward the perimeter. "You're late," Carlos said, his voice as cold as the Atlantic wind. "I had to make sure I wasn't followed," Elias rasped, wiping a sheen of sweat from his forehead despite the chill. "The woman... Carmen... she’s been calling. She’s frantic. She wants proof that the metal has been melted. She’s a ghost in my ear, Mendoza." Carlos flicked his cigarette into the dark water. "Carmen thinks she’s a predator. She doesn't realize she’s just a child playing with matches in a house made of dry timber."

Three pairs of eyes lifted to meet his, each one sharp in its own way. Alpha Caspian of the Southern Realm's deep bronze skin caught the light as he leaned back in his chair, blond coils slicked away from his brow and his dark eyes hooded as a lazy smirk tugged at his lips. He always looked too calm, as if nothing could ever shake him. Alpha Aleksandr of the Eastern Realm sat rigid beside him with rugged features, dark brown hair and amber eyes hard as flint with a pale scar nicking one brow as he tracked every move Orion made.

Tomorrow my problems are all going to disappear. Thank you Carmel for being so dumb, if only you knew that Octavia was going to go down for your stupid. ################

“I missed you so much, Cel. Please come back to me. I’ve been waiting for your return for two years.” Celine immediately flung Carmen’s hand away. She chided with a dark expression, “Open your eyes wide. I’m a young lady of the Fishers. My name is Celine Fisher. “If you’re looking for your daughter, it’s Caroline.” Celine grabbed Carmen’s arm, pulled her to the roadside, and gave her a push. Carmen fell to the ground.

At nine o'clock, Carmen drove into the parking lot of Ocean Sky Resort. Then she gazed into the distance, with a faraway expression on her face before squeezing her eyes shut while repressing her tears. “Will he be here?” Carmen whispered as she rested her head on the steering wheel. A while later, Carmen heard a tap on her windshield. But she felt hesitant to lift her head. However, after the third knock, she slowly sat up and stared at her car window.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

That night, Evelyn sat in the living room of their apartment, Jayden asleep against her chest, his small fingers curled into her shirt. Carmen paced the kitchen, already planning dinner like life hadn’t been paused for months. “They’re done,” Carmen said, shaking her head. “Vanessa. Felicia. Halver. Finished. I knew that woman was off from day one.” Evelyn smiled faintly. “You always did.” “And I’ll always trust my instincts,” Carmen added smugly. “Especially about snakes.” Reed laughed from the doorway. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.”