Vera Claythorne Quotes の小説・ストーリー

Surprise, surprise.. 🔥🔥🔥 "Slut! What do you think? That you’d just do whatever you like and it would just work? No, that's never going to happen, do you hear me?" Veronica yelled, as she eyed me from head to toe. Of course, I wasn't going to say anything to her, but the thoughts in my mind were obviously enough to not just shut her up but to end her right there and then.

His heart jumped. “Ava?” Her expression flickered. Her fingers tightened. Then the cold smile returned. “You shouldn't have answered her.” Ethan stared at her. “Who are you?” “A memory.” Jonathan whispered the answer. “Veronica.” The room went silent. Veronica looked at him. “You remember.” Jonathan's eyes filled with fear. “I destroyed you.” “No.” She took one step forward. “You tried.” Jonathan shook his head. “That isn't possible. Veronica died.” “Did she?”

"Spare me the poetic villain speech, Clara. You're not scaring me." "Good," Clara said, her smile returning. "Fear is such a boring reaction. I'd much rather inspire. curiosity." Dolores raised an eyebrow. "Curiosity killed the cat, you know. Clara's smile broadened, her teeth flashing in the dim light. "Ah, but satisfaction brought it back.".

Daxton Panic surged through me, blood pounding in my ears as it drowned the faint opening notes of Clair De Lune that sounded across the room. Like the therapist had said. ‘Don’t overwhelm her. She isn’t a bird that needs to be caged’ But how was I supposed to not overwhelm her when Verena believed that she was a burden to me? I mean that was the only reason she hadn’t taken money from the card given to her yet, that was why she didn’t share anything about her divorce with me.

Celia mumbled, just loud enough for her mother to hear. Celia crossed her legs and reached for her bag. She pulled out her blush and added a generous amount to her cheekbones. The car roared to life, and Veronica tilted her head back to catch a glimpse of Celia’s face before driving toward the gate. “Transform yourself to a clown if you want,” Veronica remarked. “They already have pictures of your bare face.” Celia froze. “No, you didn’t.” “I told you I’ll always be a step ahead of you, Celia.”

"This piece of innocence in you, promise me you'll never lose it.” "I... Innocence?" "Grow with your innocence. Don't ever let reality steal it away from you. I..." There was more she wanted to say, but the words couldn't seem to find a way out of her throat. "I'll tell you more when you're old enough to know," Veronica continued. "Really?" Clover's eyes lit up. "Then... Then I want to be an adult really quickly. I don't like seeing you sad..." The next second, the greenery was gone.

"My sister . . . came to see my girlfriend. Uhm, why?" Clara grinned again. "Got the whole 'better treat her right' speech. And she threatened me if I didn't start taking better care of you." The vampire grimaced. "She's kind of right about that one. But mostly I think she's been saving up the whole 'better treat her' right speech for a while, and she wasn't sure how to deliver it to a girl." "I gave her ex that speech. Now Shane won't let me kill him." "He's a bastard that way," Clara murmured, tracing Shamira's lips with her tongue.

Lilith Rayne De Luca has to be out of his god-damned mind. "Don't fucking come near me, you perv!" I snap, backing away from him. He smiles. The man freaking smiles at me like I am some kind of amusement show. "Are you not going overboard, Lilith? Do you want to deprive me of a basic need of a man and woman in a matrimonial union?" He shakes his head and then starts to walk towards his car. "Follow me."

“Nothing much, I just saw this pretty lady and I can’t help but approach her when she’s alone.” Stephen was arrogantly speaking with Clarke, but as always, Clarke is polite to answer keeping his composure. “Well thank you for keeping my woman company while I was not here.” Stephen laughed mirthlessly with Clarke’s confident utterance of the words “my woman” “Well, if you are too keen on keeping your woman, then make sure you take care of her well or else someone more powerful might take her away from you.” Keira held Clarke down to sit beside her as she saw his fists are already clenched.

And I want more. More of nipples. More of her lips. More of her moans. More of her pussy. Her clit. Everything. I want them of all. And I’m not frigging going to stop. “Oh, oh, Vera,” Claire utters, raising her head to look at kid. “I advise you to take another seat. I’m supposed to sit on that one.” She commands Vera. I crinkle my brows at her words. Is she commanding Vera before me? In my house? The guts.