Thriller の小説・ストーリー

"My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..." She kept telling them the entire past and all the reporters had the look of shock and surprise but they were greedy for the news that they were jotting down whatever left her mouth. I saw her phone ringing and some Principal was calling probably to place some order but Amelia kept ignoring it. She is not even glancing at her phone.

dead I screeched in terror. Hailee Johnson, missing for one month was found dead. . .by me. Her body was infested with maggots and other insects, she had stab wounds on her abdomen and her throat was slit. Her eyes were still open and her mouth gaped. My breathing was accelerating and my skin had goosebumps, my mouth wide open and my eyes bulging out of my eyes in fear. I was trembling in terror, I couldn’t move. My mind was filled with all of these terrible thoughts, was this my fault? I was the one who said she could drop fucking dead, I felt sick. I knew couldn’t have done this but now with the murder weapon possessing my DNA, the police wouldn’t believe me. I was being set up, but by who

51 HUNTER’s POV “Let her go,” he threatened and there’s a promise of murder in his voice as his eyes went to my hand around his mate’s neck. “No,” I growled. “Not until she explains why she’s hiding it from me,” Brock furrowed his brows, looking over at Syria squirming beneath my tight grip. Syria’s grip on my hand tightened, her eyes darting to her mate in desperation and visible guilt. My wolf snarled, rage passing through every nerve in my body as he threatened to take charge before I unleash hell, knowing I can’t and won’t be able to control myself if that happened.

She pursed her lips as she tried to intensify the clutch of her thread as much as she could, knowing perfectly well that everything would already be over. “Your wish is my command. Adios, jerk!” Without a second thought, Perry pulled the trigger. It was as though someone had slowed down the time. Hera could see perfectly the bullet plummeting toward its target, but she also felt that something was wrong. Trusting her instinct, she removed four of her threads from the president and connected them to the League and to her sister. With one swift movement, she threw them in the garage and closed the brick-like wall, leaving her in a state of tense silence.

Siddarth shouted at Shruti tugging her hair tightly with his hand. " I want to finish you right here right now but not before getting what I want. Till then I will show where you actually belongs to..." Raging at Shruti Siddarth dragged her towards a heap of metal wastes and threw her towards them. Shruti crawled back crying miserably as much as she can but there is no way to escape. She panicked and turned around to see for a way to get out but stumbled there suddenly hearing the thud sound of metal hitting the floor. Fear filled face and widely opened eyes Shruti turned around and saw a monster Siddarth approaching towards her with a long iron rod. He hit that on ground along with his slo

In it, the largest carrier out of everything, my firearms, big and small, my hand combat weapons, my trusty edibles, some cigarettes, a bit of alcohol- To sum it up, my version therapy. Aka, avoiding your problems by slowly killing your insides! I groaned out in frustration as I pulled out my phone and began passing the time on it, bored out of my mind but my attention was brought up to the attractive as fuck sports car that had abruptly pulled up in front of me. I might've been drooling at the beast of a car in front of me but I quickly looked back to my phone when the tinted window rolled down.

"What the heck are you talking about?" “I'll admit that I didn't think you could pull off a hit at your wedding, but I won't make the same error again.” "A hit?" I notice the blood dripping from his shirt when he indicated to his side. I didn't notice it earlier because the fabric was black. “What is your message, Miss Amber? Do you think you could threaten me? Either your sniper missed, or maybe...you asked him to do it on purpose.” The words of his employer cause his guard to tighten up even more, and his grip on the gun becomes lethal. He's going to shoot at any moment. I am paralyzed by the idea of passing away in this manner, but I cling to reason since it only values it.

But still, the truth will pierce you and will drill deep into your mind, slipping through your thoughts. Serra felt like her heart shrank into the size of an atom, lost and then gone as the truth hit her like a poisoned arrow, painful and torturous. Mira is a Badblood. Mira is a Badblood. Mira is a Badblood. Her mind repeats. Should she be scared? Mira is a Badblood. Should she hate her? She's a monster. Her kind killed your father, a voice inside her said. She's your friend and will never hurt you, another voice inside her said. She just stood there confused and unmoving. She felt a lump on her throat and her eyes started to blur.

"Way ahead of you, babe." Too fatigued to entertain the idea of shoplifting at the moment—and recognizing that neither of us will yield when it comes to paying—we decide to split the bill evenly as soon as we reach the checkout lane, dividing the cost of groceries to $18.56 each. We settle the bill and, after a brief intimate encounter in Max's car—why not?—we return to his place, opting to watch "Anacondas: The Hunt for the Blood Orchid" as the first film of our 'N*****x and Chill' marathon for the night. "Damn. Why is it always the minority that ends up getting killed off first?" Max comments as a hefty anaconda emerges from the water and swallows Dr. Ben Douglas whole.

He mentioned the rumors that were spreading like wildfire about a half-bodied woman with wings of a bat, killing people with jobs similar to theirs. Undeniably this statement of his struck fear in the hearts of his colleagues, most especially Cherry. As she got out of the coffee shop, she began to hallucinate about what her boss just mentioned. What if she happens to be the next victim? How would she fight that mysterious creature? She doesn't even know karate or any martial art for that matter! Oh my… Her heart started to beat faster as she goes out into the parking area. Cherry heard a flutter of wings above her as she sauntered to her car. She froze from where she is standing. Her mind is