Novel & Cerita Willem A Little Life

Was I that much of a horrible person? Well, at least, my life was peaceful. I was living large, eating whatever I wanted, and buying the clothes I liked. It was a definition of the perfect life. But as everything began to fall in place for me, something really bad was going to follow. It was how my creator created me. Happiness was never meant to last in my life. ***** "Good morning, secretary Ellie." I greeted cheerfully. She was discussing with Lisa and seemed heartier than normal that morning.

“And how do you know that he's gay?” “Didn't you see the video that was posted? Good think I took the link before it gets taken down,” Saige dropped it on the group. “Holy shit! I knew he was an odd ball but I didn't think he was gay,” Miller typed a few minutes later. “He's moaning like a fucking slut while taking it up his ass.” My heart cut as I saw the words. Initially, I'd been trying to figure out what was going on in here but now, I had a bad feeling about this.

Emily also faced Sia, placing her hand under her chin for support. Sia thought for a while and then nodded her head explaining, “ I have to write an article about Life, Precisely What I think about life!” She shrugged her shoulders and took a sip. “ Then why were you researching about the meaning of life?” Harry spoke out distatefully for the first time through the whole conversation, making everyone remember that he was also there.

His lamentations were enough for her to hear. After all the bitter winters and healing autumns that life has brought to them, their sufferings have not ever sprouted. So the day has come for her. The most doleful day that she is only alive, being hugged and kissed, in the most cherished memories of the people who remembers her. But in reality, she is no longer… Shanta has already been erased from the world and from the minds of these people who once became a part of her life. Because three years ago, she was declared dead. And now, she wanders like a restless soul.

Austin found Willem by chance on the main terrace, smoking. When he left Marybeth, a smoke break wasn't part of his plans, and now that he'd stopped for a cigarette, he wondered if he'd made a mistake. Willem looked like a man with a lot on his mind. And as experience had taught him, men like Willem, who carried the world on their shoulders, were hard to ignore. "You've been avoiding me," Willem said, watching him retrieve a flat, stainless steel box from his breast pocket.

Luna's Pov I wake up every day dreading that I'm still breathing. A few times a day I find myself thinking"How am I still alive"? This a question I never find the answer to but maybe because... I'm a useless fool... A coward... A slut... A bitch... A dumb whore... At least that's what he tells me. As an eighteen-year-old girl, I am extremely underdeveloped physically and mentally. I can tell from looking at other girls in my neighborhood they all looked healthy while I was a bag of bones.

“Now, I’m Millie. Oh, drat. I already said that.” “It’s okay. I’m Elle.” Millie beamed at her. “I know. You’re Drake and Gomez’s. Which is freaking awesome! Spike now owes me fifty bucks, which I’m going to spend at that new Little store in town. They have the best dinosaur stuff.” It surprised Elle that she was so open about being a Little. Then again, maybe it shouldn’t. Millie seemed very secure in who she was. And why wouldn’t she be when she was absolutely rocking it?

“What mai—” The words died as I followed her gaze. A plain brown envelope lay beside her boot. My brows snapped together. “Who the hell dropped this?” I muttered, crouching to snatch it up. We never got mail. Not bills, not flyers, nothing. Wrong house, I almost decided until I flipped it over and saw the two words scrawled in precise black ink across the front: To Little Thief. My heart did a sickening flip. Little Thief. Only one person had ever called me that.

Epilogue Micah Life has been great with Sophia. I never thought I’d be happier than we are now. It has been nearly a year since we got married. So much has happened with the Confradia and my friends. The one thorn in my side is that even though I promised myself that I would kill Willem— the bastard is still alive. To the other men and my consternation, Willem became quite the font of information for the Confradia. We were able to find some of our most wanted and stall a worldwide massacre because of him. Which is to say that we’re not aware that he has an underlying agenda.

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.