Odio Amar の小説・ストーリー

”Let’s just begin work. Zehra lay motionless while they opened the laptop and listened to the most recent audio. They then proceeded to cut and edit it to perfection. Her hands ached and her legs were numb, but she didn’t move an inch. When they were done with editing two more audios, they stretched and Alpha Star took out two cans of diet coke from a black backpack. They inserted straws, slipped the straws under their masks and drank. “That bitch. How dare she defy us? Who does she think she is?” Alpha Star muttered and Zehra’s blood boiled.

It is driving him crazy that all he will do is to so softly brush against her pussy his nose and his hot breath. Amira was midnight softly and Amir loved how he could make her feel this way “Oh sweetheart, I want to part your lips with my tongue and lick up and down your pussy and nibble on your clit. I want to plunge my tongue into your sweet pussy and feel your warmth, your wetness and your sweetness. I want to gently suck on your clit and please you. But that is going to have to wait”.

It thrilled him, more so that his throat tightened and he coughed again, earning a confused look from his parents. "Are you alright David?" Amanda asked, and he nodded quickly, reaching to drink from his glass of water. "What's the meaning of this?" He typed back a quick response but in return, received another photo, and the mere thought of what her fingers might have been doing between her thighs made his member twitch excitedly. He released an unholy grunt and typed quickly. Hell, she needed to be taught a lesson. "Where are you?" He texted back and was somewhat disgruntled when he saw the three pulsing dots of her text.

I looked like a chia doll. Once again she and my father pledged me to Marc in English and then spoke in that odd language. I couldn’t be sure, but I thought that they repeated in the second DVD what they’d said in the first. Again, after their long speech in that odd language, they moved around the room. I caught a glimpse of Georgie as he scurried in front of the camera and then there was an enormous BOOM!

She knew it was studying her, so she held her head up and proudly stared back. It was amusing. Amaryah, who was always so conscious about looks and appearance, is right here in a state. Her white clothes are dirtied with visible red spots on her sleeves because of her bleeding wrist a while ago. The little light spoke again, "You can only summon a scrap of our soul." Amaryah's expression contorted. She wanted to retaliate but it was true. The light then flickered when the little flame danced a bit with the soft wind it made when it moved, trying to look at itself.

We go to our locker rooms to change, but this was not the way it was all supposed to happen. Walking out of the locker rooms Bram is waiting in the hall, he turns and gives a half man hug and says, “Man, bro, thanks for helping my sister. She looked really freaked out. I do not even know what is going to happen now. Can you believe the Amory is dead?” I will not tell him yet, but his sister is my mate. I feel like her and I need to talk first, especially after she seems not to recognize me as her mate.

he said, again, stopping me “I love you so fucking much that it kills me to see one tear coming out of your beautiful eyes. I love you so much that the fact that I know that the man that broke your soul is still alive. I love you with every cell that I have in my system that knowing that you fell asleep while being upset with me makes me rage, and I know that I am a failure at expressing it at times, but…” “I love you too, Dante” I said, stopping him, taking him by surprise. His eyes widened, and holding his breath, he waited to hear my words again before reacting. I smiled, and leaned into his lips, pecking them. “Ti amo con tutto quello che cho in me, Dante D’Angelo” I love you with everyt

Better to bury the echo of my own voice—Don’t leave me in the noise of Rebecca’s celebration. I turned toward Lorenzo’s estate, duty calling louder than desire. The villa brimmed with light and laughter, but I carried only shadow. Amara’s POV (mirror) Sleep never came. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Alessandro’s face — flushed with wine, heavy with exhaustion, yet whispering words I couldn’t let myself believe. Don’t leave me. Morning light poured through the curtains, but I was still caught in the dark tangle of last night. Did he mean it, or was it only the drink speaking? I couldn’t tell. All I knew was that I wanted it to be real.

“I mean Tara. I bet she tastes like heaven.” Amarok chuckled, then reached for his glass again, letting the hot bitter taste of his drink, roll on his tongue before speaking. “It was like… fire and honey,” he said softly, eyes glazing with memory. “Soft lips… trembling, unsure… but when they pressed back into mine, gods, Geri… it was like I owned the stars.” He leaned back, breathing out. “The way she whimpered, just a little… her breath hot against mine, her hands clinging like she didn’t want to let go.”

They don’t need to be so forceful or disgusted by the background of their mate, if it could lead them to having painful nights everyday… “You feel it too, don’t you?” Aries started to say, his low voice hoarse, as Amorfia felt her ears tingle, attempting to fall into this temptation when her earlobes turned into a shocking deep red. Her fair earlobes stained with redness successfully made Aries intently watching her, smile victoriously but when he stared straight at her eyes again, he stopped, his good mood deflating. Amorfia earlobes flushed because of being teased, but there was still nothing inside those eyes. As if Amorfia was not at all affected by her aroused mate.