Mariah Sinclair の小説・ストーリー

For a brief moment, the strong, composed woman Sara had always known seemed to falter. Her gaze shifted, her lips parting slightly as if the truth sat right there, threatening to spill out whether she wanted it to or not. Her fingers brushed gently against Sara’s hair, but the gesture lacked its usual ease. There was hesitation now. Fear. Regret. A deep, heavy sigh escaped her, one that seemed to carry years of buried memories with it. “Many years ago…” Mariah began quietly, her voice softer than Sara had ever heard it. “When you were born…”

"There's that fear I've been waiting for. You've been so stoic, so brave. But everybody has a breaking point, don't they, Detective? And yours is that sweet little college student, isn't she? Tiffany Chen, nineteen years old, sophomore at State University, studying psychology." "Please," Sarah managed, the word scraping out of her ruined throat. "Please don't touch her. She has nothing to do with this." "Oh, but that's where you're wrong," Maria said, standing up and walking over to her table of instruments. She picked up a knife, examining it in the dim light. "She has everything to do with this. She's your weakness. Your pressure point. And now that I've found it..." She turned back to Sar

Mia Miller I observe everything around me as I stand alone in that room. Some of the photos intrigue me; there were only a few, Ethan and an older woman, very beautiful, who looked a lot like him. I look closer and am shocked by the resemblance between him and Lorenzo, when suddenly I'm startled by a voice calling my name. "Miss Miller," the woman in a black-and-white uniform calmly calls out my name. "Hello," I say timidly. "My name is Mariah, I work in Mr. Greenwood's household. He asked me to take you to your room."

Jennifer said staring at Rosy coldly. "I was able to find the original documents that name Mr Adam Shawn as the true owner of the Mingle International. It's not just that, I also found out that Mr Shawn is the true owner of Mr Mingle's house and it also had details of some properties we didn't know about," Rosy informed her.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Mia slowly spoke as she blinked her eyes slowly. "I.." Mara wanted to explain but she heard someone scream from behind and she knew she had to make a run for it if she wanted to remain alive. She pushed Mia roughly as she ran off. Three hefty men in Black which were chasing Mara earlier didn't even notice Mia who was on the floor and rubbing her injured shoulder. At Lakshmi's house Lakshmi's POV "Please wait!!" I yelled as I ran after the lady with my phone in my hand. "Yes" she gently turned around the moment I got close enough to tap her gently on the back.

She had a very heavy Malaysian accent. " well we're going to be calling on Mrs Humayrah Hussein, the owner and founder of Al-Hussein Orphanage homes to come give us a welcoming prayer and a welcoming speech, please a round of applause for her as she gets on the stage" Another applause. I really hope I wasn't going to end up falling asleep in this event. I always disliked the introduction section of events, I was always eager to see the main thing, the main thing the audience came for.

"This is Detective Reeves. He was just leaving." Mariah smiled politely. "Hi." Reeves nodded at her. "Hello." "I'm tired," Mariah said to Angela. "I'll be upstairs." "Of course. Go and rest." Angela said. "Sarah will bring you something to eat." "Thanks." Mariah looked at Sarah and smiled. Then she picked up her bag and went upstairs. The room settled back into quiet. Reeves watched the staircase for just a second after she disappeared. Then he looked back at Angela and Sarah.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“Mary as in Nathan’s grandmother?” “Yes.” “I can talk to her?” “Yes.” “About everything?” “Yes.” “She’ll think I am insane.” “Well.” “No, just stop. Fine I’ll go talk to her.” I say as he pushes me towards Mary, who was standing there elegantly, looking like the most confident and beautiful woman in the world. “Hello Ma’am.” I say as my eyes widen when I bump into her, not knowing how to approach a woman that honestly scared me. Her husband was very calm and nice, but she is scary.