Possessing The Obsessive Maniac's Cotton Doll Chapter 1 の小説・ストーリー

And this time, I wasn't going to play by the rules of the draft. I hit the ground. It was dirt. It smelled like rain and oil. I stood up and looked around. I was in a room I didn't know, holding a gun I didn't recognize. A man stepped out from the shadows. "You are early," he said. It was the Publisher. He looked young, healthy, and evil. "We haven't even started chapter one yet." I looked at him and smiled. It was the deadliest smile I had. "Then let's skip to the end," I said.

“The book, or the color?” “The color, of course,” she chuckled, a hollow, defensive sound. “I have nothing against books.” An unbearable silence choked the office, echoing only with my ragged breathing and the tight, furious gasps of my mother. She was so consumed by his mind games that she entirely forgot I had stopped dancing. But Sebastien hadn't missed it. Reaching across the desk, his long index finger clicked softly against the buttons of the intercom. He held the receiver to his ear.

I looked back down at the small woman who had just caused the downfall of two generations of my men. She was an attractive woman with an expression that seemed to beg for punishment. She was a wild, chaotic creature whom I had warned Vincent about. Now she was in torn clothing that barely concealed her, with dried blood all over her skin, tangled hair, and swollen eyes from crying all night. I took off my jacket and draped it over her. She gazed at me, appearing grateful for my assistance. Then I grasped her chin. "I really don't like you. Everything about you repulses me. You will obey and you will follow my orders, or I will break you in ways you can't even imagine. Do you understand? "

I bet it's the comfort room, the door to get outside, his walk in closet, I don't know the last one. I tried to move and sit down. My body feels so heavy! My head was achingly thumping! I felt like I have a hang over. When I tried to comb my hair that's when I realized that my hand was cuffed. I am cuffed at the head board! What the hell?! Why do he need to cuffed me?! I tried to struggles and grab my hand. I didn't know that one of the doors opened. "I'll set you free if you break that cuff." cold and dangerous voice of Bullet is what I heard. I looked at him quickly and shows my most disgusted and rage look.

She was struggling with the exact regard besides she had no coins to buy anything. ★★★ The man, who seemed terrified of something, made his way toward a narrow path that led to the nearby village. He had no idea that he had been followed by someone for a long time until he bumped into a tree and fell back with his eyes up. When Gabriel came to his sight with his hood, the man reached for the wand to stick out of his waist. Before he made his move, Gabriel kicked his hand, and a broken bone with a groan heard from that path.

Chapter One Hundred Sixteen Assistant Kim's question made Bella's mind freeze instantly. She looked up and asked, "What do you mean?" "Possessiveness is something inherent in every person and every living creature. Even the smallest things, like keeping one's belongings, stem from possessiveness. The concept itself is simple, but when it reaches an extreme, higher and higher, there’s no way to escape or control it. The man you are trying to avoid and run away from, I’m afraid..."

She nodded and squeezed his hand. "Stop here," Baby said suddenly. Caius stopped the van in front of a large apartment building. Men playing basketball outside blocked them as they got out of the van. They didn't seem like normal people. Hmm...so Xanthe’s friend was kidnapped by a gang. "Who are you?" a man with a ball asked rudely. "Answer!" A large man put his hands on his hips. "Whoever you are, leave before we teach you a lesson. Go!"

But as Kamon squeezed my hand and smiled at me with complete confidence in whatever came next, I thought maybe complicated wasn't necessarily bad. Maybe it was just... supernatural. [End of Chapter 13]

Chapter 1 The room was gloomy and dimly lit. The only beam of light in the darkness came from the screen of the Television. Nestled in my usual chair, my eyes rested on the flickering screen of the big box. On the screen of the box was a girl, staring at three traditional african dolls, all of them were dressed in white gowns. One was burned to a crisp, the second was only scorched on one side and the third was untouched by the flames. The girl reached out her hand and picked up the doll that had not been burned. She smiled down on it and caressed its cheek. The doll had eyes that seemed to sparkle. I stared in horror as the sparkly eyes suddenly warped into a bloody red. The doll cackled fi

I wanted to scream but that would only worsen the situation. I got to my knees and crawled on the wet wooden ground,I crawled to the window where I could see two long shadows,they seemed to be having a conversation, I couldn’t hear Mia but the man's voice I could hear, he sounded worried and distressed. From time to time I saw the shadows come very close like they were holding, I could hear the man's voice rise from time to time. The conversation sounded like a man and his woman having issues.