You Jezz の小説・ストーリー

His phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number: "Package delivered, contract complete. Recommend extended vacation overseas with my daughter." Alex deleted the message and threw his phone against the wall, watching it shatter into pieces. In the silence that followed, an unfamiliar feeling crept over him. Why did he feel sad about Jezza? He shook his head and pushed the thought away, his mind turning to Nessa and ruling Phantom Tech together. --- Meanwhile, thirty thousand feet above the Atlantic Ocean, Jezza began to stir in the cargo hold of a private jet as the drugs wore off just enough for consciousness to return. Her eyes opened slowly to complete darkness, and her head throbbed w

He will recover eventually, living with pain from the accident probably the rest of his life. “What is this?” Jynx asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. We left the hospital a few minutes ago and are now headed home. I’m driving my car while Jynx is playing with the two knives she so sneakily put in her combat boots before we left the house. “The music?” I ask in confusion. “Yeah.” “That’s Michael Jackson’s, Smooth Criminal.” I give her a sideways glance. “Do you like it?” Jynx nods. “It doesn’t make me want to stab anyone.”

Fear raced through every nerve in her body as he gave a cold, chilling laughter. Then before she knew it, she lay on the floor with her hands over her head while he sat on top of her. He reached for the zip of her jeans pants while she struggled to get him off her. But, she was like an ant trying to fight off an elephant. As he succeeded in unzipping her pants and taking them off, Jade closed her eyes, waiting and hoping for death to take her away. Forever.

I said flatly. There was no way I'd play the sucker again.

“Adam, I, I’m coming.” “Tell me, Jazzie, who do you belong to?” Sh*t! Just when I’m about to come, he starts slowing down. “I’m yours! I belong to you, asshole. Now, keep going, I’m about to come.” “As you wish, sweetheart.” ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

Let the game begin. --

he replied, his tone filled with affection. His compliments sent a warm feeling running through me. I sounded more cheerful as I replied with a low hum. When we arrived home, I spotted the antique musical box being exhibited in the display case in the living room. Ethan walked over and opened the case. Soon, harmonious music filled the room. "I come here every morning to listen to it as I think of you." He not only remembered I liked that musical box but had also expressed his longing for me through it. That realization truly gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling.

"You're still here?" Justice stepped close to her. "Trying to get rid of me?" "I'll let Eva do that herself." He turned to her. "We're about to play Truth or Dare. I know it's your favorite. Want to join us?" "We're going to state line to the casinos," Justice said. Eva glanced between the two men. They were both great in their own ways. Different but great. "I'm tired," she told Justice. "I'd really like to stay in tonight."

Jennifer this bitch. I left my phone in a silent mood and went to sleep.