Cry Far 5 の小説・ストーリー

He walked toward me, and I backed up until my back hit the dresser. "I want an open marriage, Emilka," he said simply. I stared at him, stunned. "An open marriage? You mean you want permission to cheat? Or you want me to be okay with what you’re already doing.” "I'm doing this for us," he said, and the lie was so smooth it made me want to scream. "Look at what we've been through. The doctors. The hormones. The three failed IVFs. It’s been years of needles, crying, and disappointment. It turned our bedroom into a lab, Emil. I don't want to disturb you with my... needs anymore. I have a legacy to think about. I need a life that isn't just mourning a child that isn't coming."

JULIAN The ambient temperature of the university ice rink was kept at a strict forty-two degrees, but as I stepped out of the tunnel at five in the morning, it wasn’t cold enough. I needed it colder. I needed the chill to sink through my thermal base layer, pierce my muscle tissue, and freeze the marrow in my bones. I needed it to extinguish the heat of Kael Sterling’s wet, gear-clad body pressing me into the shower tiles.

Kormen pled as he took a step closer to me, his breath puffing out in small white clouds as he spoke. The fact that he’d reverted back to my name wasn’t lost on me. It actually made it worse. “Cyan! You will cease this tantrum at once!” The Queen shouted. Cease? Tantrum? I would not. The breeze grew stronger and in an effort to calm myself, I closed my eyes. It did no good. I heard the stirrings of panic in the yelps and shuffling of my clan. Opening my eyes, I turned to face them. Those closest to me scrambled away. Others stared in slack-jawed shock, unable to understand what they were seeing. “Leave,” I screamed as I clenched my fist. From my feet a wave of ice shot out, blanketing the fl

Aleanas pov Peace what is that? As long as I've been alive I've never known peace. I've always been expected of great things and to keep my head held high and be strong, but between you and me I don't believe any of that. My name is Aleana Rae daughter of Beta Alexander Rae of the Sahara blood moon pack, my mother Christina Rae died when I was 6 years old and ever since then home hasn't felt like home. It's my 18th birthday and I'm dreading it, only because I know in 20 minutes I will be on my way to the hell on earth they call high school. Don't get me wrong I love school just not this one, Wolfsmanner high school was the bane of my existence, no not because of the teachers or the work but

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It was a call from Riley. Sebastian excused himself from the crowd and found a secluded corner. "Mr. Clarke," Riley's voice stammered on the other end. "The craniofacial reconstruction image… it's ready. I've sent it to you. You should… check your phone. From my observation… the person in the image… looks a lot like… Naomi Clarke."

It slows right in front of me, and for a second, I think it’s going to stop. Maybe hitchhiking is a better idea than waiting for a cab. I step toward the street—and then it accelerates. The tire sinks into a puddle, and a mix of water and mud explodes straight at me, ruining my immaculate skirt. “Damn idiot! Are you blind or what?” I shout, furious, trying to see the jerk hiding behind the tinted window. The window rolls down slowly. Shamelessly. A long arm appears first. The sleeve of a black suit fits it perfectly, revealing a small but impossible-to-ignore tattoo on his wrist: a Roman numeral five.

" As the base's communications officer, Zachary knew better than anyone that once the pipeline ruptured, in the polar night at minus fifty degrees, no one would survive long enough to wait for rescue. When the first crack split across the ice, his voice finally lost its composure. "Calm down, Sophie! That was all just a company advertising task. How could I let anything really happen to you?" Luna's trembling voice followed, "Yeah, Sophie! Once Zachary saw you were in trouble, he already called for rescue, so just go back in the car and conserve your strength!" An advertising task? Hearing those words, I almost lost control of the heat behind my eyes. Forcing my tears back, I asked through g