Possessed Stan Marsh の小説・ストーリー

"They're busy, so I chose; I'll just go with you. Asher replied, instantly the food he ordered appeared." "Ok okay."said Haya. When they eat they talk about the missing understudy. "You know the information on the missing understudy? He ended up being Amy's friend, so Amy kept crying today." said the Torah. "What? Amy's friend? As of late, she still hasn't been seen?" Haya asked. "All things considered, the last information said that the police were always looking for people who were the last of the understudy "said Tora. "What do you think really possessed him? What else, could it really be the ghost that possessed him, the one that kind of made us meet last evening?" said Haya.

he said. My eyebrows rose. “Then, what are you doing here?” I wondered, hearing the shock in my own voice. I listened in disbelief as Todd explained his situation. “Ah, I was captured and drugged. My mind was hazy for a while, and during that time, I was like a mindless puppet, only doing what I was told.” Mindless puppet … I frowned. I’d heard about this before. That was right! The lone wolves who attacked Jared’s parents!

CHAPTER THIRTY MALAKAI * * I slowly prepare for the day and walk outside to join the rest of the volunteers. My heart jumps to my throat the moment I see him. Why isn't he gone? A big part of me had been relieved to wake up to an empty bedroom. Last night, I was possessed and went crazy. I have lost another piece of myself. Last night, Pierce had done more than fill up the emptiness inside of me, He'd shared his demons with me, taking up spaces in the crack of my heart. He continues to leave behind pieces of himself inside of me.

“We all wear masks, Michael. But don’t worry. I’ll deal with your betrayal later. After we finish this war.” He turned and walked away, each step echoing against the floor. I was shaken—not just because he suspected me—but because of how calm he was about it. Fernando had always been violent, calculating, and manipulative… but now, there was something more. Something worse. He had come back from that coma changed. And not in a good way. Marlo approached from the hallway, holding another gun. He tossed it over his shoulder, loaded and ready. “We’re good to go,” he said flatly.

I murmured to myself, my voice low yet resolute, the words solidifying my resolve. For the first time since my arrival here, I felt a flicker of belief ignite within me. Tonight wasn’t just another night. It was the night I would reclaim my freedom. … … . Damien's Mansion: Damien's POV The air in my study felt suffocating tonight, heavy with unresolved tension, as if the walls themselves could feel the storm brewing within me. I stood next to the expansive window, gazing into the inky blackness of the night sky—a vast expanse that seemed to mock my desperation. I knew the answers wouldn’t materialize in the stars, but I was resolute. My decision was made.

Chapter 2: The Alpha's Possession The sound of the broom swooshing against the marble floor was the only thing Zephyr could hear as she remained lost in thought. She stood alone in the dark hallway, lit by torches placed on either side of the walls. She was a slave, her status lower than that of the maids in the castle, yet she had been framed for something she didn’t do. Why? Who would do such a thing? And to make matters worse, she had encountered the Alpha. He had told her she would become his property.

“That thing that happened to Adam—have you seen anything like it before?” Mara’s jaw tightened. “Once. A long time ago.” I waited, but she didn’t elaborate. “What was it?” I pressed. Her eyes flicked to me, unreadable. “A possession,” she said finally. She didn't say any more. Instead, she walked to the reinforced door, listening for a moment. Then she said quietly, “You should rest. You’re going to need your strength.” “For what?” She glanced over her shoulder. “For what’s coming next.”

“Whoever grabbed her knew how to contain any signature.” My head turns slowly toward him. Bad move. A nearby monitor bursts in a spray of sparks. Zarek lifts both hands a fraction. “I’m not saying I like it.” “She had my shadows in her bloodstream, Zarek.” There’s a rough edge to my voice now. “She. Is. Fucking. Mine.”

- I am going to get married to a Mafia. he could see the emotions flickering on her face, her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and disbelief. he knew this was all happening so quickly, but there was no denying the reality of the situation. he stood behind her, his hands gently caressing her bare back, his touch possessive. she felt goosebumps on her skin, the way his fingers traced her back bone. almost to the bottom. she shivered by his touches. "You look like you finally realize what's happening," he murmured in her ear, his voice low and suggestive. "Is the dress making you nervous, Blossom?"

He pushed the door slowly, took a long, deep sigh, and looked at himself in the mirror. "Huh! Those girls are such leeches! They have been holding my arms, for pete's sake!" He narrowed his eyes, splashed the water to his flawless face. It had to calm him down, and he came back to his senses after a long, long time. "I need to convince Dianna to be my assistant! I need her beside me," However, as he looked at his reflection for a couple of minutes he saw the beast within him. He had to stop it or he would evolve into a wolf form.