Impitoyable の小説・ストーリー

There was something deeply wrong in that expression… not just cruelty, but a kind of childlike delight in suffering. "You're persistent, ain't you, little rat?" he laughed, turning around fully, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched me struggle to even lift my chin off the floor. The casual stance suggested he had all the time in the world. "I'll give you that. Most humans would have gone unconscious from the shock five minutes ago. Your beast blood is keeping your heart beating just long enough to make this painful. It's truly pathetic." The word "pathetic" echoed in my mind, joining all the other voices that had ever told me I wasn't enough. The pack members who whispered behind m

"Nana, this girl is so pitiful. Let's take her home." As soon as I heard those words, my consciousness suddenly returned to me. The familiar faces and scenes flooded back, and I immediately accepted the fact that I had been reborn. The girl was shivering from the cold. Her tattered clothes barely concealed the signs of abuse on her body. Standing before me was a boy with delicate features. A hint of sadness lay between his brows. His bright eyes were filled with sympathy and pity for the girl. His expensive branded clothes screamed "rich, naive young heir" from head to toe.

were" dying to be with me, I still wouldn't have given you a chance. You are as shapeless as a plank, with no ass, and no tits, and your personality, if you even have one, is probably as dull as a doorknob. Your face is the most boring face I have ever laid my eyes on, it's a total snooze-fest, that could put anyone to sleep. And I am truly, utterly disgusted by your man hands.” “A good look at yourself in the mirror?” “Shapeless as a plank” “No Ass” “No tits” “Most boring face” “Total snoozefest” “Truly, utterly disgusted by your man hands.” "Wait!" My mind abruptly snapped out of a daze as I pushed him back, feeling nervous and embarrassed. My hands shot down to cover myself and forcefully

She growls at me, pointing her fingers ag me whine she speaks and shrugging ag some point. “From when tin are horns don toh cane out with a scar, I just knew it that you are a worthless thing and a failed child. There is minor who is iron with a scar but you had to be different t and yoh came out with a large on your face that disfigured you. I don’t know how to can be this ugly and disgusting and tk frown it up you still are morally handicapped. It is really baffling and horrifying. For real it really is” she smashes at me more. Ag this point, I am trying. So had to hold back the tears that gathered in my

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I scroll through my I*******m page quizzically. "Your page is a little boring. Your captions are nearly the same. I just want you to tell me in advance when you want to post anything, I'll provide the caption, even fine tune it to suit you and the hashtags." I don't speak for fear of bursting into tears. I only nod and hand her back her phone. I lean on the balance bar in the elevator and struggle not to cry. Abdul has reduced me to a commodity and it hurts deeply. It hurts tht I don't matter, that my emotions do not matter.

Though It's been expected as all were sechemed and planned by Mom, caroline and I but picking and viewing the omega disappointmet suffer remains fun and never boring nor tiring. Her anguish are forever melodious and rage soothing. It soothes our rage am beams smiles up our faces. Yeah,yeah we're the bad guys. We claim negative advantage over a weakling's predicament and ensure she suffer for our selfish benefits. What do I say?. I say I give no f**king damn!. Am no reason she's birthed pathetic and a god forsaken disappointmet. Am royalty and deserve every assigned worship. All pathetic trash and weakling's need worship and adore my feets.

There is a sharp buzz of murmurs again. She moved her palms in air making them quite. "I know. I know. He is impossibly handsome. But, he is an asshole. Arrogant, stubborn and bossy. Trust me. I don't want to admit that I like him for that. But, I do." I heard cheers around me. My heart is thumping against my chest. I am afraid that it will hit itself to death.