Novel & Cerita Shanghai Doll

This was not her Jane Dunn! This was not her daughter! Her daughter was the most youthful and prideful red rose in all of Shanghai! W-who… are you!”

Hearing Wanda’s confession, the soul in the lantern started to talk. “What do you want from me?” Smiling, Wanda let the insanity gleam in her eyes. “Oh, I want many things. Your body is a very good fertiliser for my flowers and trees. It’s the best we’ve seen in a century, so I’m afraid I can’t give that back. However, I have something even better for you. I have a doll that you might have heard about when you signed up for the NNN Challenge. That new android love doll is a modern voodoo doll meant to stimulate sexual arousal in our tentacle workers for better work efficiency. However, I want to make one without any curses for you.”

A cold chill tousled through the hairs on the back of my neck and filtered down my spine, prompting me to spin around and make it back towards the front of the door when my eyes were drawn into something I had not really noticed previously. A dazzling porcelain doll sat competently on a rocking chair, facing my direction. She initially appeared to be expensive and visually striking, as if she has a million bolts of charm and glamour lurking beneath her smile. Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs.

I ordered. “Yes, Mr De Rossi.” She replied. But it didn't sound like Alexa but sounded like Maria. And so It was, Maria, the little doll.

"Oh, shit, it's all over now. Dorothy didn't keep it with her tonight, and now, Laura's stolen it!" "There's no way Laura knows how to use it. An ordinary woman like her couldn't have figured it out." "Wait, she's pressing the button… She's forcibly waking up Dorothy!" "Oh, hell, no! Dorothy's physically in bed at her place. She'll be forced to resonate with the doll!" I ignored the comments and watched as the doll slowly opened her eyes. Her silicone eyes suddenly gleamed, the pupils focusing on me as fear flooded her gaze. "Who… Who are you?" the doll parted her lips and asked in a tiny voice.

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

Stella grimaced. "My recent night outings weren't to Yvonne's place, I've been hooking up with Ryat" she explained. "What Ryat?" Stella ignorantly replied. "The one you know...the popular CEO of—" "Catalyst? The one who hires sèx dolls?" Stella cut her off, and she bit her lip. "Wait...don't tell me he hired you, and you actually used the money for my new shop" Stella's grimace deepened. "No. No mum I didn't. I'm not a sèx doll, you should know it'd never be the case, but it just happened on the night of my break-up, and the morning after, he offered the money I couldn't resist, and then...

Beneath the doll was a piece of paper with a chilling message: > “You will break like this. One by one.” Hunter grabbed the items and immediately checked for fingerprints. “She’s getting dirty.” Evalina stared at the doll, then crushed it in her hand. “Then I’ll play cleaner. And I’ll make it hurt more.”

Her body tensed up the moment she felt someone behind her. Her heart started pounding again, but she refused to be scared. She turned around in a defensive stance, then gasped when she saw a zombie doll standing there, staring at her. It was holding a lit torch, the flickering light casting eerie shadows across its creepy face. After a few seconds, Valeria noticed a folded note sticking out of the doll’s chest pocket. She quickly pulled it out, took the torch from its hand, and moved to a brighter part of the room to read it.

Moving her eyes carefully left and right and keeping her head slightly bowed to avoid disrespecting the other mafia associates, she wondered how many other souls were being sold at that very moment Sherryl trailed behind Dallion as they moved through the upscale fashion district. Dallion had initially mentioned buying her new shoes, but she quickly realized that wasn't happening. Instead, she carried the bags filled with his handpicked clothes, feeling the weight of them as they moved from store to store. If there was anything she’d noticed about the man who now owned her, it was that he was incredibly selective, bargaining down even the finest fabrics with a practiced, almost bored expressi