Dear J の小説・ストーリー

“I’m sorry, Grace. I’m really, really sorry.” Tumango siya nang ilang ulit bago tumingin sa akin. “I may still love you until now, Connor, but I am not a cheap woman to ask you back when it’s so clear to me that you love her more than you have ever loved me. I didn’t come back to win you back. I came back because I am healed . . . because I keep on healing.”

Thank you and sending lots of love. Yours truly, Tan Jiro Alvez

He noticed there's a total of two letters, which is odd since he expects to have two letters, one for him and one for Katherine. "Weird there's a two letters. Let me read it out loud." Jonathan suggested, and Katherine nodded. Jonathan takes the first letter. Dear fellow players, I would like to apologize if I did something terrible or horrifying act to you and everyone else. I would like to apologize if I'm not a good person to you and to everyone else. I'm so sorry. Also, thank you if we made a memory despite the elimination method being death. I'm glad to be with you all guys.

This undeniably handsome twenty-eight-year-old man had aspiring dreams of working as a prominent company editor in the city. "Good morning Ms Davis" Joey called, handing her a cup of coffee "I trust your night was as beautiful as you are," he said with a warm smile as Lorraine and her father walked through the front entrance "Back off, Joey, that's my daughter", Ben warned playfully, and Lorraine interjected "C'mon, Dad, I think it's cute", she said, following behind him, then stopped to get coffee from him. "Thank you, Joey", she muttered and hastened towards her dad

Livvy ran her fingers through Jordane’s hair. “We’re stuck, Jadie. You are the Alpha’s daughter, and I’m the granddaughter of the great Mauri, one of the seven councilors.” Jordane blew out an exasperated sigh. “What would you do if you find your mate tonight, Liv? Are you…?” Jordane couldn’t finish her sentence. The words got stuck in her throat. Livvy licked and smacked her lips loudly, shimmying sexily in the mirror. She winked at Jordane, teasing her friend.

Jay let out a tired groan on the other end. “Of course I will need her name.” I scratched my scalp, trying to think of something. Nothing came. When a nurse with a file in her grip stopped in front of me, I heaved. “I'm guessing you also need her name?” She shook her head. “We recognized her as a patient discharged earlier today.” “If you don't mind me asking what's her name?” “Jenna Pascal.” I gripped my phone tighter. “You hear that? Her name is Jenna Pascal. Get every detail you can of her and forward them to me.”

His hand kept moving against his cock, every nerve in his body aching to fill her up. Kira swallowed now, nodding her head before speaking. “Oh, Daddies… yes... I am desperate and need…..” “Needy of what?” Damian asked, grabbing his phone from the nearest table. Kira’s lips parted, then closed. “Nee… needy of your cocks.” she said, feeling ashamed. But wasn't she already a slut? Desiring her brother’s best friends. Dripping, aching, and burning for them….. Wasn't that shameful enough?

ESPECIALLY IN THIS HELL OF A SCHOOL! Dear J.

-Dear Ben, I hope this letter finds you well. I write this with a heavy heart, burdened by the weight of my choices and the pain that those choices have caused. I cannot continue to be a mother to Jenna. I know you love her deeply, and I hope you will understand my decision and continue to love her as if she were your own.

I will edit later. Thanks so much dear readers!, I love you all.