Novel & Cerita 판무회귀물

I understand they rely on human blood to survive, but why do they continue using those dead people as puppets and enslaved people? The woman I saw earlier is the one with the pure black hair I invited to dinner the last time, the one who ignored me, and now I know why she ignored me, why all the other maids ignore me, and why they have lifeless eyes, it's because they're dead. Danrious is in charge of them, so I must speak with him. But I still can't just accept the scenario I saw earlier, where her shoulders up to her lower body have turned violet like she's been dead for ages but hasn't decayed yet.

On the edge of the desktop was a small doodle I had drawn earlier out of boredom, a simple butterfly. The lines were rough, but somehow stubborn. Sharon's gaze lingered on it. Her brows slowly drew together in confusion. "I feel like I've seen this butterfly somewhere before…" Her voice was soft, but Horace, standing right beside her, heard every word. His whole body stiffened. He followed her gaze, and when he saw the butterfly, a surge of panic seized him instantly. In his last life, it was this "fake" he had never taken seriously who eventually took everything from him, including Sharon.

No way I was missing that. I was halfway down the corridor when some hunched figure nearly collided with one of my guards. "S-Sorry..." That voice. That rasp. I stopped cold. James? He must've caught my scent too—his head jerked up, eyes blown wide. "...Avril?" Fresh off Nightmaw exile, no doubt crawling back to beg the council to lift his criminal brand. Whip scars still crossed his skin. He looked twenty years older—wrecked. I hit him with a dead stare. When he stepped forward, I immediately backed off, leaving air between us.

�� 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘵—𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘸𝘭, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘤� �𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯.

Luna is holding a pen and a paper waiting for what I will say next. “No!” I screamed. I don’t know what to do and I am starting to panic. What if I can’t go back to my body anymore? I am not ready. Please don’t. I tried to touch Devon again but I couldn't really touch him. Same with Luna. How can I go back? I saw the mirror was gone and the crystals too. Means I am not protected anymore and the door is gone. So there’s a possibility that I will be stuck here. I ran to the door but I couldn't open it because I couldn't even touch the doorknob. I suddenly heard the voice whispering in my ears again…

It has been long since she took on a mission and it will be good for her to take one. When she reached the mission hall and looked at the mission board, she found very interesting missions. There were three missions, one main mission and two sub-missions. MAIN MISSION: GATHER TEN CRATES OF SPIRIT STONES Reward: Divine egg (three eggs will be given in which after hatching the host can obtain a divine beast or a pet) SUB-MISSION 1: BECOME A SONG WRITER Reward: Movie script SUB-MISSION 2: MAKE J FAMOUS

I wasn't even sure that she lives here. "OHH FUCK!!!" I screamed as Hecate slightly nipped my clit using her teeth. Hecate looks up at me, grinning. "Well, it's my first time hearing a Princess say a bad word." Hecate said, and I can see her hands rummaging to the drawer at the side table. Then Hecate grabbed something from the drawer, then she showed me. My eyes immediately went wide and a blush started creeping into my cheeks. It's a purple strapless double head vibrating dildo.

“This same stuff from earlier that made me heal so fast?” I nodded, leaning back. “It’s a Russian tonic called Yrves. Very rare. One dose, and it works miracles.” She turned the vial in her hand, her brow furrowing. “How rare are we talking?” “Rare enough,” I said, keeping my voice casual. She didn’t need to know it was the only vial left on earth, the last of a formula I’d forcefully stolen from the maker himself. I’d given it to her without a second thought, and I wasn’t sure why. Maybe because she’d earned it, taking a bullet for that useless prince. Maybe because she was mine now, and I protected what was mine.

The officer behind them looked away. Someone said the lounge was under investigation for an orgy, that they had already collected at least seven DNA samples. A chill went through me. I asked right away if the dashcam footage had been recovered. The officer shook his head. "It's still being restored. It'll take time." I glanced around the station, looking for somewhere quiet to wait. I didn't want to get pulled into anything else before the footage came out. But the second I moved, Daphne snapped. It was like a switch flipped. She screamed and lunged at me.

"Is Bella alright?" The doctor frowned in confusion. "Are you certain this is the right patient? According to our checks, everything appears completely normal." Lucio froze. "There's nothing wrong with her heart?" The doctor shook his head. "No, Mr. Ferrari. All her indicators are normal." Just as Lucio was about to ask more, the phone in his pocket rang. It was Marco, the one he had sent to the old warehouse in the South Pier. He answered immediately, and Marco's hoarse, strained voice came through, "Mr. Ferrari, there's been an explosion at the warehouse. After we extinguished the fire, we found only one female body."