Purely Unscramble の小説・ストーリー

"But- How is that even possible? Werewolves and humans cannot be mates." The Alpha sighed. Now, he had no choice but to disclose his true identity. He prayed he was not making a mistake by trusting Nathan with this information. "I'm about to tell you something no one else knows about me, and I need to you make sure it stays a secret..."

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I will see you tomorrow okay. [some loud, high pitch screaming, shrieking voices were coming from the backgrounds] Jerika: What’s that? Is someone’s… puppy dying? Martin: No… it’s a g… girl Jerika: Why is she making such voices? Martin: Apparently she is crying Jerika: Why is she crying? Is she in pain? You know what you should help her Martin: I really can’t Jerika: Why? Martin: Well because I am making her cry Jerika: Why would you do that?

The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

Tss, And I think I get this set-up we have, right now. Arranged Marriage.

Heron “So your telling me the most eligible bachelor in the country proposes to you and you say no?” the exasperation in Clem’s voice was a welcomed comfort on this rather drab morning. It had not stopped raining, and I had to take off my display cases, that would barely fend against the wind. Though being under the canopy meant they weren’t drenched to the bone. Clem looked stary eyes as she rested her hands beneath her chin, her braids swooped up in an intricate bun, “You have to go back and say yes.”

I cleaned up the breakfast plates, arranged the leftover fruit neatly on the counter, and straightened a few things just to keep my hands busy. Then my phone buzzed against the table. I frowned, wiping my hands on a towel as I picked it up. The number was unfamiliar—unknown. Curiosity sparked through the haze of fatigue. I hesitated for a second, then swiped the screen open. A single message glowed back at me. Hi Macey, can we meet?

He asked. “Yes and no…I received a letter…Marley…my mate is Pure like me. She has an affinity to rain…to storms.” I told him. There was a long pause. “Wow man that’s unheard of…two Pure mated together…I haven’t heard of that in the history of anything. You’re fire is chaos, storms are chaos. With the fire and water you balance each other out but in the wrong hands…you guys could destroy so much…” “I figured as much….”I sighed.