Shows Like Zane's The Jump Off の小説・ストーリー

Zane didn't feel confident. "Don't worry," Nina said with a seductive smile. Zane swallowed hard and mustered the courage to walk over to the arena. He looked up at the tall platform before bending his knees slightly and leaping into the air. He only managed to jump a little over two feet before slamming into one of the support pillars. The impact sent him tumbling back down. Zane had only focused on his fighting techniques and hadn't practiced levitation at all. He couldn't jump onto an arena that high.

Hell, just my luck, that the first guy that stirred all of my insides just right would turn out to be some nutjob off his meds. But then he stripped – and yes, I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the show. Zane might be insane, but he had a jaw-dropping body. And if the next time I saw him and he was in a straight jacket, was it really a crime to look? In all honestly, I would think it was a crime, not to look--- and perhaps take advantage of the slightly crazy, but insanely hot guy! I was simply appreciating what fate had served in front of me…

Serene stared slack-jawed at the television. A breaking news interrupted her daily dose of morning show. She could not believe what she just heard. Crystal jumped off from the rooftop of her apartment and plunged to her death. Her fingers gripped the remote. She had been in constant communication with Crystal for the past two weeks. She knew the feeling of being alone amid a storm. It’s a dark, scary and lonely place to be. She did not wish for anybody she knew to find themselves in such a situation.

Zayne stopped Angeline and said somewhat irritatedly, "You were in prison for a few days and you’re full of bad juju. I worked hard to help prepare this fire pit for you. You’ll be able to get rid of your bad luck by jumping over it." Angeline looked at the nearly two-meter-long fire pit. She felt like weeping but had no tears. "Don’t you know that my furthest long jump record is only 1.8 meters? Why would you let me jump into the fire pit?" Zayne looked at Jay and groaned. "You couldn’t be a little taller? My sister's long jump record goal when she was a child was to take your height as the ultimate goal. If you were a little taller, she would’ve been able to jump over this fire pit today.”

“I had a nightmare. I couldn’t fall back asleep. It happens sometimes, and when I know I won’t sleep again soon, I just get up and watch TV.” He nodded as if he understood, then dropped onto the couch, grabbed her nachos, and pulled her down beside him. “What are we watching?” Ellie loved how Zane treated everything she did as normal and simply joined her. “True forensic cases,” she answered, unable to keep her eyes off his bare, muscular chest.

In just a few hours, we will be touching down in Dripping Springs, Texas– Zane's hometown and the place where the charade will be staged and so I was a bundle of nerves. Taking another deep breath, stole a furtive glance at Zane. His jaw was set, while his steely grey eyes were fully focused on the laptop balanced in front of him on the fold-out table. He looked every inch the formidable and intimidating billionaire businessman he is, with not even a single hair out of place in his tailored suit. How on earth does he manage to be so calm and collected in such a situation when I’m here literally shaking like a leaf inside?!

Sophia asked with this mischievous look in her eye. “Huh?!” “You heard the reporter a while ago. Zane opening his own company has taken the country like a hurricane... If I am right... which I know I am, every reporter is going to be there to get the snoop. And what better place to expose Zane for the cheater that he is than there?” “Right... You are right! But we didn't get invited.” “Screw invitations. It will be more fun crashing into the ceremony anyway.” Holding Emma in his arms, Zane took a moment to enjoy the feeling of her body against his. She was asleep and he wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever, just holding her close in his arms.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Before I could ask what that meant, she grabbed the banister and— “Wait—what the hell—” She jumped and landed right on… Jesus. I closed my eyes briefly, but Zaria simply tapped my back. “She made it. Both of you can stop being so dramatic now. It wasn't high, see?” My eyes widened. “What the fuck? It wasn't high?! God!” I peeped below to see Anne looking wild. The adrenaline was making her vibrate. “Anne, are you okay? Did you just jump…” “I saw it online!” she snapped, clearly panicking. “Don’t distract me!”