The Idea Of You の小説・ストーリー

"Why are you doing this? You promised me space. You let me believe it was all a dream!" "I let you return to your home because I thought your human system required a period of decompression," Lucian said, taking a slow step forward, his obsidian eyes dark with a coiled, desperate energy. "But the distance is a poison, Yolande. When you crossed the valley threshold, my internal threshold began to redline. The wolf... the wolf does not understand a legal boundary line when the anchor is entirely absent."

Your idea is working. Tbc...

What do you think? -Well... -No, don't answer me right now, think about it today, and tomorrow tell me what you think. -I left my house as usual without eating anything, God, I don't want to be there anymore. -You see, I tell you my idea is good. -You know. -Yes, it's a good idea, listen, why don't we start looking for an apartment, come on, let's buy the newspaper and start today, it's our day off and we have time.

"And this person, they become everything to us. We would do anything to make them happy, to protect them, to love them. We can get clingy and jealous and possessive, but we're physically incapable of hurting our mates." Kate moves closer, eliminating the space between them and moving her hand to Laurie's forearm. "That's why I could never hurt you. I won't ever. I'm not capable of it. All I could ever want is for you to be safe and happy. Laurie, do you understand what I'm trying to say?" "Laurie."

Therefore, an idea begin with an illusion, can be contagious and through the pattern that were left behind, this idea will become real and actions can be created based on it. Tuk……tuk…….tuk..tuk….tuk…. I stoped counting my steps and how much I walked, I didn’t understand if this is a dream or I magicly traveled here by any way out of my thinking capabilities, after my death infrond of my eyes, I hated being a stepping stone for others, and an amusement thing to pass their time when I was in school, by bullying or make fun at me, in that time I let it happen because I can’t strike back for, evry time I try defending myself by talking back, the words stuck at my mouth and can’t come out, and

I have a message for you. Uh

"she murmured as she watched herself being carried out of the hall, all eyes on her. ''Mmm... you did, but that should be the least of your worries. At this moment, you should worry more about Darien Quinn. I'm sure he won't spare you. ''Oh heavens!'' Zee exclaimed petrified with worry. ''You wanted to be popular, didn't you?'' Mia taunted. ''c'mon, this isn't at all my idea of fame.'' Zee said, pacing about the room. 'What do I do? What do I do?' She racked her brain for ideas. ''Idea." she squeaked when an idea came to her mind. ''I think I should apologize.'' She said suddenly. ''What!!'' the panicking faces of both Mia and Irene dropped. ''You're joking, right? cause that's a no-no." Ire

"I'm leaving jeesh,calm your tits." I have an idea as I'm in the elevator. One that involves his car.

After about fifteen seconds her face clears as she continues. “Think of it as a door inside of you. Your whole life, unbeknownst to you, this door has been there but locked. It’s magic and the potential it holds, on the other side, has been barred from your use. But that hasn’t held you back. You’ve used everything else at your disposal to make yourself into who and what you are now.

“I have a couple of ideas.” I tilted my head, “I want in.”