Fantôme の小説・ストーリー

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

No doubt they were rejoicing at her upcoming nuptials and were secretly elated she was to be married to a beast with all the finesse of a barnyard animal. By the glow of the dying coals in the furnace, Fallon made out his sleeping form. Souniro. Even his name sounded exotic. He was lying on his back, the blanket pulled down to his waist. He was every bit as muscular as she imagined him to be, and for a moment she contemplated mounting him right where he lay.

The deafening silence seemed like it lasted for hours. "Was the food delicious?" she asked out of the blue. He lifted his gaze at her in shock. "Mh?." "I mean dinner, was it nice?." "Oh, sure it was." "Sabina is a very good cook, unlike Zara." "Sorry, which are Sabina and Zara?" Jason asked confused. Sophia smiled knowing he was always never down to earth. "Sabina is the short one, then Zara tall and lanky." "Just like you" he added jokingly.

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

Out. Mine. Me. Andrea Bonani. Who the hell does this stronzo think he is? "I'm Henri," he tells me matter-of-factly. Ha? "Forgive me. I was dazzled by your beauty. You are a true apparition." Did Stronzo hit his head or something?

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

I can see the shadows of large carriages, hanging baskets and are those–horses? “This dome is called Cassé–simply because everything in here is broken–broken like me.” His words floated and echoed in the dark room, the resounding hurt making me scrutinize him, quite curious as to why he is saying this things. I squinted my eyes, trying to make out the things with the little light provided from the little punctures of the dome’s ceiling –there are faces on the carriages and the horses appears to be fake. I touched one of it out of pure curiousity and was surprised when it twinkled and started moving.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

Hambora yelled Causing Doctor Bonnie to frown and turn sharply "Seriously, you all need to relax Okay. Like I said, this is just a rough Experiment, I mixed the Werewolf Cells with the gene of a Frog so what we have here is an hybrid, Half Werewolf and half Frog Okay?" Doctor Explained while Glamora sighed as he placed a new Cigarette on his Lips