The Crux 소설 & 이야기

Bhoomika raked her wet hair before the mirror in the kitchen veranda. She’d just finished her morning shower. It was a routine that she stuck to religiously. In a way, it helped her to relax. Despite the mirror being smaller to the one inside, she preferred it over the other, mainly because there was plenty of light outside compared to the dark and dingy room. She also felt more secure. Her creepy husband, Anand, had the bad habit of sneaking up on her almost all the time. She loathed him for that besides a lot of other things. The very thought of him led her eyes to rest on the purplish bruises around her neck, that of fingers. The night before, he had strangulated her to the point of death

Marco scoffed, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Gabriella reached into her cloak and pulled out an ornate, ancient-looking scroll, unrolling it on the table. “This is the proof of my lineage. The Vittorio family assets and connections are ours to use. We’re here to restore the balance and power that was lost.” The room buzzed with whispered conversations, the skepticism giving way to curiosity and awe. Vincenzo picked up the scroll, his hands trembling slightly. “The Vittorio seal… It’s real.”

I was even surprised that Celina didn't do the same. Every corner feels like I'm in a dream. I don't know how many, but we took a lot of pictures, both on the Ponte Vecchio, the most famous bridge in Florence, and in the streets and fast tunnels between villages. This time, only Stefano accompanies us, and behind us, he holds some of Celina's purchases along the sidewalk.

Furthermore, I implore you, if you struggle with any body dysmorphic or eating disorder and feel literature could be triggering or damaging, please read with caution. Secondly, Creature is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Certain long-standing institutions (like the Royal Opera House and Bolshoi Ballet) are mentioned, but the characters involved are completely imaginary. . ｡༶・° T E R M I N O L O G Y °・༶ ｡.

I hope I won't get this type of Cruel Destiny at my next birth. Now, I am free.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

"Eliza Kraus, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Crux, and I'm come to claim your life if you don't protect yourself." The adversary laughed madly; hearing the term Crux made Eliza scowl in terror, yet she felt safe. Crux, is one of the world's most notorious serial killers. But why was she feeling so secure despite the fact that she knew she had no hope of survival?