Mad Sans の小説・ストーリー

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"What the hell? What did she do in there? Why does it stink so badly?" Marcus frowned hard. Fighting his nausea, he switched on the greenhouse lights. My body lay curled on the ground, completely unresponsive. "What are you playing at, Bianca? Get up now!" Marcus roared. He thought I was retaliating by doing something revolting to express my dissatisfaction toward them. My soul stood right beside him. I watched as his face grew more furious at my silence and thought what a tragedy this was. Mackenzie pinched her nose and cast a look of repugnance before letting out an exaggerated scream. "Oh my god! How repulsive! Did she mess with the pesticides in here? That's so dangerous!"

It was one of those lazy, hot afternoons that made the whole neighborhood feel drowsy and slow — like even the sun was napping. Ceiling fans whirred like grumbling grandmas, and the air smelt of mangoes and melting glue sticks. Timtim Mishra, who was very much not napping, was standing in front of the TV cabinet downstairs, remote in hand, eyebrows furrowed like she’d just been personally betrayed. “Nothing’s working, Maa!” she shouted. “The cable’s dead!”

All I could feel was the sheer ridiculousness of it all. Love? She had shoved the person she loved the most into the abyss just to satisfy her foolish fantasy of playing the hero. Was that what love was supposed to be? With the Sand family's wealth, the autopsy report came back quickly. "Ms. Sand, my condolences." The doctor gulped and pointed to the data in the report, his voice low. "After the examination, we found that Mr. Lane was injected with an extremely large dose of illegal hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs before his death. The drugs were extremely pure, and they put a huge strain on his heart. On top of that, Mr. Lane was most likely struggling violently and in fear at the time, whic

Then I go right back to eating. Eventually we finish, and despite ordering enough food to feed a small village, I still steal half his fries. Neither of us acknowledges it. The sun hangs lower in the sky by the time we get back on the road. Montana stretches endlessly around us in gold and blue. I buckle myself in with a sigh. "I'm not feral." Aiden starts the car. "You threatened me over onion rings." "They were mine." "Sure." I glance sideways at him. "...Did Ryan really say congratulations?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I take a deep breath after turning the car off in front of Aida's apartment, relishing the peace and calm around me, a satisfied smile curling my lips. Who knew taking a day off for once would be this exhilarating? Exhaling, I pick up my bag, ready to surprise my best friend, when my phone buzzes the third time this morning. I glance at the screen. 'Mad man' sprawls across the screen— a name worthy of the disgusting boss I'm forced to work with. An involuntary 'hmmph' escapes my lips as I stab the power button. I'm not gonna deal with you today, satan.

They were actively leveraging their own survival against her mind. “Cease the madness. My boots will track to the Lawson line, understood?” Madison was entirely numbed by the relentless lunacy of their behavior. She had inhabited the Gillian shanty for less than two moon cycles, and her mental fortitude was already on the verge of a total collapse.

She’s wondering at first why his uncle’s pet seems not getting tired—and that’s because he’s taking a tablet to make his boner stay longer. Maddy has that sex craving and if she wants it, she must do it. She’s being a sex monster. She can also hold a long duration of sex with five men. Well, she tried it once, with her co-models after a chill party. And if she can’t do what she likes, she’s getting insane. Seems like she had some sort of mental illness.

They were bright red Mason????

Zzzzzzzz I got a text from Denver. Apparently, the person threatening Nora is Madison. I have known Madison since I was seven years old. Our familes are joined at the hips and her father is my father's second-in- command, just like Denver is mine. Madison has always had the hots for me ever since we were young but i'd always pretend not to notice.