Speak の小説・ストーリー

He watched her grow up. Now he can't stop watching her. Ayana Marcus came home for Christmas expecting family dinners and small-town boredom. What she didn't expect was Nelson Ward looking at her like she was something he'd been starving himself of for twenty years. He's forty-five. She's twenty-four. He's her father's best friend, the town's moral compass, a man who hasn't touched a woman since his fiancée died and took every good thing in him with her. She's the pastor's daughter. The good girl. The one who was never supposed to want something this dangerous. One kiss changes everything. Now she's sleeping in his bed, her father won't speak to her, the whole town is watching — and Nelson Ward, who spent two decades convincing himself he didn't deserve happiness, is learning what it costs to finally take it. Some men are worth the scandal. Some Decembers are worth burning everything down. UNHOLY DECEMBER — because the most sacred thing she ever did was love a man everyone told her was forbidden.

I had just been discharged from surgery for a collapsed lung when my boyfriend took me to a childhood friend’s birthday party. At the party, he yanked off my ventilator and used it to inflate party balloons. My chest seized violently, as if my lung had been torn open. Justin Miller turned to Sophie Shaw proudly and said, “See? This is so much easier than blowing them up with your mouth.” I gripped the doorframe. I was gasping as my vision blurred. “Justin, I need that to survive! I can’t breathe!” His expression darkened. “Sophie was kind enough to invite you to her birthday party. Know your place! Besides, she put in a lot of effort for this day and spent hours preparing for it. Are you really going to ruin the celebration?” I struggled to speak through the pain. “Is her surprise more important than my life?” I extended a trembling hand toward the ventilator, but Justin waved it aside. He said impatiently, “I already checked. You won’t die from holding your breath for just a moment. Don’t be so selfish!” At that moment, pain stabbed me in the chest, and I used every ounce of my strength to press the emergency call button my brother had given me.

"Did you just lie to me?" He asked in his lowly yet furious voice. She felt shivers running down her spine, as her heartfelt sinking. She tried to speak but couldn't find her lost voice, but she knew if she keeps him waiting, it could be dangerous for her, so she shook her head in a 'no'. But unfortunately, it was not convincing enough as he approached her, making her take a step back. Smiling sadistically at her whimpering body, he towered her. He licked his dried lip, sensing her fear and lowered to her level, purring in her ear, "On my lap, baby doll." ~ 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃| 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐑| 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ LOONA, University of Heros was established by dark Queen herself, in order to protect the super-powered kids, until and unless they are capable enough to protect themselves but others as well. The school was known for its powerful attire and not only providing students with high-quality facilities or topmost security but also helped them use their powers as the elementals. Saving herself she, recognised as a psychopath, dominated the whole super-powered school, alone. But what if she gets someone from her competition? Will she be able to save herself from the darkness of the universe? Especially when he himself is interested in getting the girl? 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: This story not only contain sex scenes but also have BDSM and DDLG elements. So VANILLA readers QUIET the story RIGHT NOW!

Celeste has always known how to behave. Speak when needed. She fit perfectly into a life that was carefully built around her. And, it should have been enough, but something has always felt off. Then the nights start changing. Sleep turns restless. Whispers follow her into silence. And the mark on her wrist that was once easy to ignore begins to burn like it’s trying to be seen...or trying to warn her. When a series of brutal murders begins in her city, everything begins to unravel. She starts seeing things that aren’t there. Hearing things she can’t explain. Feeling drawn to a place she knows she should avoid. And then there’s him...the man with black eyes. He appears where he shouldn't. Moves like he’s not bound by the same rules as everyone else, and looks at her like he knows something he shouldn't. He warns her to stay away, from the forest, from the truth and from him. But she couldn't, because something is calling her back, and the closer she gets, the more she begins to understand the murders shaking her town were never random. They were never mistakes. They were always leading someone to..her. And whatever is waiting in the dark…isn’t just hunting her. It’s been waiting for her.

"Does this mean you approached me on purpose?" Lucas asked with his eyes narrowed darkly and pure anger floating around his blue iris. "Fucking speak! Tell me the bloody reason you approached me?" Lucas yelled in her face as he slammed her back against the wall in the process. She stared in his face for a brief moment, looking very deep in his anger filled eyes, then she let out a mocking chuckle. "Yeah, I, Susan Owen approached you on purpose and I swear on everything unholy, I won't rest until I've made you feel every ounch of pain you made me feel" she let out a spooky laugh which sent an eerie chill down Lucas' spine, even her makeup is making her look like Lucifer's bride at the moment. Sophia Owen was once a sweet and lovely lady, just like every sweet ladies out there. She had always dream to graduate with good grades and get a good job, to cater for her family. But sadly, she met him and that was the end of her dream. However she found another dream and that's to make Lucas and his entire generation pay for what he did to her. Will she get her revenge?

Everyone thought Isabelle Monroe was just a washed-up actress clinging to a loveless marriage. Her husband cheated. Her own son called the other woman “Mommy.” Still, she smiled through it all, desperately trying to fix her perfect family. Until the day both her husband and son told her she was a nuisance and they didn’t want her anymore. Thrown out of her own home, humiliated and replaced, Isabelle walks away with nothing but her pride. But just when the world erased her name, he appeared. Riven Thorne, a powerful, enigmatic and far too familiar man offers her comfort, a contract, and a cold little girl who won’t speak to anyone but her. He gives Isabelle another chance. Not just at motherhood... but at revenge, fame, and love. Now she’s back on screen, headlines are begging for her name, and the same people who mocked her are clawing to be on her side. She tells herself it’s all pretend… The husband. The marriage. But then… Her new daughter clings to her hand. Her son cries and calls her “Mommy” again. And her fake husband starts feeling all too real. Isabelle starts to wonder— Is this fate’s way of rewriting her story?

Everyone watched Alpha Caelum Draven reject his fated mate at the Blood Moon ceremony. Everyone watched Seraphina Voss stand straight, speak the completion words without flinching, and walk out alone into the dark. They called her nothing. An Omega with no pack, no status, no future worth having. They assumed she would grieve quietly somewhere and disappear. She did not disappear. With one bag and a transfer form, Seraphina leaves Ironveil and everything in it behind. In Velmoor, far from the pack that discarded her, she begins to discover what she actually is. Not the lowest rank in a hierarchy built to contain her. Something older. Something rarer. Something the wolf world has not seen in generations. She is a primal. And the bond Caelum rejected is not dead. It is growing. It is changing into something neither of them has words for yet, something that cannot be rejected twice, and it is getting louder with every night he spends telling himself the decision was right. He chose his alliance over his wolf. He chose politics over gold in his own eyes. Now Seraphina is coming into everything she was always meant to be, and Caelum is beginning to understand that some decisions cannot be managed, reasoned through, or filed away. Some things you only get one chance to choose correctly from. He already used his.

I was sold as sex slave by my parents! My mom broke down in tears at this point as she shook her head as she murmured while sobbing. "I'm sorry, my dear... I'm sorry." Her expression looked as if she was truly guilty of me, but her backward steps betrayed her. I shuddered uncontrollably as I watched this unfold before me, desperately shaking my head as I struggled to deny it all. "No, no… I don't want this…" I looked at those men who were looking at me with excitement, as they had already removed their clothes. When I tried to move my thin body and escape from what they were trying to do, the two of them held both of my arms and my legs, trying to stop me from moving, as one of them was already on top of me. One of them sneered as he looked at me with arrogance. "Alpha King has other sex slaves anyway, so there's no harm in us enjoying this bitch first!" Tears broke out of my eyes as I begged them to stop what they were doing. "Stop… no… please don't…" Despite my hoarse voice and I could barely even speak, I pleaded for mercy. I plead that they won't do what they were planning to do. I am saving myself for my future mate. I… I hate this… But what the hell am I supposed to do!

The future Alpha Jaxxon of the Blood Moon Pack, has always had his eyes on her. Princess Amaly. The daughter of the ruler of wolves in the Northern West Territory, Alpha King Raiz. Best friends with her twin brother, Prince David, the next Alpha King in line. As Jaxxon hid his true feelings & to only focus on his duties taking over the pack after his father, Alpha Kane. She-wolves come and go. Never to stay. His heart was never there to give. Once his wolf, Pyro, scents his true fated mate, his childhood crush: Amaly. Jaxxon couldn’t decipher if he was angry at himself for losing her to another Alpha or wanting to keep her away from his sight. The idea of his mate with Alpha Allen disgust him. What’s Jaxxon to do when Amaly realizes the truth? The betrayal. The lies. The hurt and pain. Amaly rejects him as her mate knowing how much she really does care for him. For 2 years, he knew of her. But did he know the depths of her prior relationship. He didn’t, because he commanded no one to speak of her or her life story. The twist in their love story when the princess is kidnapped, beaten & tortured. A marriage no one seen coming. Will Jaxxon fight for his mate? Or will he let her walk away?

Calm, poised, dangerous, and pretty. There can only be one person who is 4-in-1—and who is she? Tari Tariyefa Tonla. The eldest twin of the Tonla family. She is the only person who can play calm and innocent, effortlessly fooling her enemies into thinking they’ve won… until it is too late, and they realize they’ve been fooled. She is the only woman who can call the shots and turn a peaceful atmosphere into chaos in seconds. She doesn’t speak much, but her actions do—and her aura is unmatched. A woman hated for just breathing by the people she thought she could love. After discovering an embalment and the culprit was non other than her twin sister, Mitari Timinpere Tonla. faced with rage, she decided to confront her only to discover a shocking secret, intentionally planned by a bethrod-she wasn't aware of. An unexpected accident, that will lead her into the hands of a mysterious man. Barasa, none as Frost because of his cold and calculated personality. What do you think her comeback will be about? Especially with two men, and one woman—her sister—whom she despises deeply. Secrets that shake her world and threaten to throw everything into chaos. And a secret helper she barely knows exists. Grab your popcorn for this light romance turned dark romance ride. Because there won’t be a moment where you won’t be thinking about the next chapter… as the truth unfolds.