Virgin Suicides 소설 & 이야기

My hands shook as I typed the name into the search bar: Nathan Swan. The screen flickered to life, and the first headline hit me like a physical blow. "SWAN LAKE ALPHA’S ADOPTED DAUGHTER COMMITS SUICIDE AFTER BRUTAL MURDER OF SWAN HEIR." I scrolled down, my breath hitching in my chest. There were photos of the "funeral"—a sombre, expensive affair. Vanessa was front and centre, draped in black lace, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief.

I asked, but even then I could see everything, I knew instantly who she was - or perhaps, who she had been. She merely stared at me, saying nothing. Pain sliced through my heart at the realization, and fear tugged through me at the thought of what would become of me, too, if I ended up like the twenty-nine virgins before me. “What do I have to do?” I asked finally. She smiled at me and slowly took my hands in hers. A surge of power flowed into me and danced through my blood like a current, making me lose sight of everything around me for a while.

“I don’t know if it’s right… but yeah. I’m planning to use Ram.” “How exactly are you planning to do that?” I hesitated, looking her straight in the eye. “Rafael cheated on me, Claire. You know why?” She shifted uncomfortably. “Because… you wouldn’t sleep with him?” “Because I’m a virgin. I told him to wait. But he couldn’t. And Amanda was there.” Claire nodded, the weight of my words settling between us. “Well, Ram is here now too. And if I give him what I couldn’t give Rafael… do you think it would hurt him?”

"Melissa, you'll come with us, and I won't accept no for an answer," Maxwell said sternly. "I don't want to be a burden to anyone.” Mellisa said. "You can go home and don't worry about me, I'll see what I can do with my life. I might as well end my life because it's not going to be good either way.” Linda, let out a long sigh as she heard Mellisa talking about suicide. "Mellisa, can you stop talking about suicide? Like seriously, what will death solve? Nothing!!, so it's better not to talk about it anymore, you are coming with us and that's the end of the story.

“Alright! Red it is,” Soon after the short discussion, an overwhelming silence consumed them and they freely let it. Maria badly wants to bring up the issue of her virginity but she felt it would be an embarrassing topic to bring up so she let the drive go on in its quiet state. A few minutes later, they got to the building and as they had a lot on their mind to say, they just kept it all to themselves as they both departed. Maria felt like her throat was going to burst open if she doesn't talk to him likewise Reid felt like his heart might overlap its pumping period.

I know that my death is drawing closer every damn second but my fear is the child in my belle, I might accept the death punishment but I don't think that I can be able to watch them kill the two of us, I have tried and think of any possible way to escape but all my attempts was in vain. Sitting with my head resting on the wall, I heard a footstep but ignored it. I am not expecting anyone today and besides Susan told me that she won't be visiting today. She had some work to do at the pack house. "Mira, baby….." I know the owner of the voice but there is no way that Virginia should come here to visit me and talk more or call me by a sweet name. Not after it was rumored that I killed her husban

It's time she plans her death and follow Kirby. She wrote down all the possible ways to have that perfect suicide plan. Cutting in a bathtub is not an option. Hanging herself isn't great either. Taking pills, she doesn't have a way to get those pills. Jumping off high grounds is not the perfect way. Brieanna leaned back and looked up at her empty ceiling. She wants no one to find her body just like how no one noticed her pain. "I have to be deep under..." she mumbled and then a bright light crossed her mind. "That's it!"

My heart was pounding, but I didn't know if it was from fear, shame, the joy of the moment of my virginity that I had just lost, or a mix of all three. The silence in the jet was heavy, punctuated only by the soft hum of the engine and the clinking of ice cubes in the glass Paolo was holding. He had settled across from me, his gaze fixed on mine as if to analyze and dissect me. I felt exposed, as if his eyes could read everything I was trying to hide. Finally, he spoke, his deep voice breaking the silence. — So, Allyssa... Why? Why would a girl like you end up down there, selling herself in a sordid basement? You're young, beautiful... full of potential. And, what's more, you were a virgin.

Isabella paced the length of the living room, her fingers trembling as she clutched a crumpled newspaper. Every line screamed the same nightmare: Damian Knight bride is no virgin… she was bought, used, and discarded in Russia. The words burned into her mind like acid, each one a jagged shard cutting through the fragile calm she had managed to build around her heart. She could still hear the soft echoes of Damian’s laughter from their wedding night, the tender way he had held her close as if she were the most precious thing in the world. And now, all of that seemed fragile, like a glass sculpture on the edge of a cliff.

"You know, I was advised to seek out 'SEX' as a way out of my sadness. And it was really you whom I wanted to seek it out with." Lexie said with a mischievous smile. "You sound so wild." Ram said, shaking his head. Lexie laughed. "Hah, oh yeah? You'll see. I might be so wild that one night won't be enough for you." Lexie said seductively. "Hm, is that so?" Ram said playfully. Lexie just grinned. 'Geez, what would this man do if he ever found out that I was a virgin and didn't even have a clue about anything I just said?'