Raelynn Feet の小説・ストーリー

Rayne's POV It was the next morning after our arrival back to New York and the press meeting we held to announce our marriage to the public and the secret of me being Rayne Williams so I was going into the office today as Ryane and not Lila Adams. It was going to be awkward as hell I just knew it but I was going to make it clear to them that I was still the same person even though they knew me with another name.

The Canine Alpha is standing over Bellamy’s desk, his posture is far more aggressive than I appreciate. “Hi, you might remember me. I’m Ryann Gale. Sorry, I was heading to the kitchen and I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. You are yelling by the way, did you know that?” I pause and take a deep breath, then adjust my braid a little, is there a hair that’s pulled just a little bit too tight somewhere? Ugh I hate that.

Zorion had also changed into loose clothing after his shower. They met at the entrance to the changing rooms. Raeleigh's clothes were white with a watercolor pattern on it. They revealed her pale calves and legs. They had removed their shoes before entering the hot springs. Raeleigh's feet were thin and pale, and her calves were smooth and delicate.

Light began to blossom under her palms and seeped out against her stomach. Raelynn gasped and groaned with effort and the white glow continued in intensity as her voice rose. She was screaming and pushing herself until the light was so bright, l couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. My grip tightened up on her arm, telling myself that she was still around with me.

Light began to blossom under her palms and seeped out against her stomach. Raelynn gasped and groaned with effort and the white glow continued in intensity as her voice rose. She was screaming and pushing herself until the light was so bright, l couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. My grip tightened up on her arm, telling myself that she was still around with me.

Grayson. “Dare.” Raelynn breathes. She tries to sound confident, but she’s not fooling a single soul. Not with the way her hands are trembling even though she clasps them tight in her lap, like she’s holding herself together. Not with how pale she looks, like the very air around her might choke her. A few whistles echo through the circle. All eyes are on me now. Waiting. My mind spins, there’s so much I could make her do. I could humiliate her. Break her. Or I could give in to the filth clawing through my brain.

Or so Raelynn had thought. Until Brad Kingston came into the picture. Raelynn shoved open the door and jogged across the slick road, boots splashing in puddles. She wasn’t dressed for the rain—frayed jeans, a rust-colored suede jacket, and that turquoise pendant her dad gave her when she turned sixteen. It felt like a charm now. A lucky piece she wore into every gig, even the unpaid ones.

Haylee follows my lead as I march on. “Hey, Raven. Hi Haylee, how are you?” Raymond asks as I stop beside him. He’s one of our top warriors, and he’s leading today’s training. I mutter a hey as I search the group for Finn, and find him in the back of the group flipping his partner over onto his back before kneeling on his sternum. Good job Finn.

Elaine’s POV Riley was a striking presence, her beautiful tanned skin naturally radiant in a way that stood out amidst the pale complexions so common around here. Her dark hair, streaked with vibrant blue highlights, framed her face with a touch of rebellious flair. A tattoo of a dragon coiled gracefully around her neck, its intricate design adding to her allure. Her blue eyes were vibrant and mesmerizing, a stark contrast against her sun-kissed skin. They sparkled with mischief and intelligence, drawing you in with their depth. Her small nose added a delicate touch to her features, while her full red lips stood out, naturally inviting.

Hailey felt weak compared to the others in the castle, but her expertise in dance taught her a thing or two about body movement. In other words, she wasn't as clueless about fighting as she tried to appear. When the atmosphere in the room shifted, Beta Ruel glanced up, momentarily distracted. Seizing the moment, Hailey lunged at him, moving with the grace of a dancer. She crouched low and kicked his foot out from under him.