Dobby Scared の小説・ストーリー

The beast intimidated perilous to Amara. "No..no, I will not let anybody have doubt upon me. You can be assured of it." Amara instantly addressed the vampire most politely almost losing her balance on the feet. She was extremely terrorized by the evil power chasing her night and day. She cautiously got down the stairs holding the railing because her legs were shaking in dread almost on the verge of collapse. Her uncles, aunts, grand parents and cousins were in smiles and laughter in one of the huge guest bedroom discussing on how successful and beautiful the marriage went.

"I... I... I..." Dos looked at Lucas in horror. He could have sworn that he had never felt so scared before ever since he was born. The Dozens of Genetic Fighters had died instantly. He could not believe it. He really could not believe it. "Are you scared?" Lucas glanced at Dos. Dos was surprised, and he looked at Lucas in horror. He was scared, of course. Anyone would have been scared in the face of such an incident. Tina was frozen as if she was a sculpture made out of clay and wood. Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was so wide that an extra-large bowl could be fit inside it.

I know I would be taking advantage of her in this state, but on the other side, I would be saving her life. “Master, that's the only way. You are saving her life, and I know she will understand.” Debby tried to sound reassuring. “But Iifyou don't do it, she… she will die” Dobby's final words echoed throughout my body, finally causing my blood to stir.

Lucas calls out to us from the door leading to the dungeons. I hear Darius let out the most frustrated of sighs. I try to squirm out of his hold, but he only tightens his grip more. He spins around, and now I can’t even see Lucas. I try to lift my head and see over Darius’ other shoulder. “This better be good, Lucas, or I swear, your throat will be slit next,” Darius growls out and I notice Lucas’ unease as he wipes his brow nervously.

Author's POV Morgan's heart skipped a beat and shot up abruptly from his seat, scaring the men around the table in fright. It would be stupid to not fear the king of the underworld. They all held their breath in doubt, seeing how strongly he had reacted due to the scream. Morgan recognized that scream; he could recognize it anywhere—that familiar voice of his little kitten. The only difference was that this scream was filled with fear, while the ones he was used to were her pleasure-filled screams. ‘What was she doing here?’