Ruining Dahlia By Cr Jane の小説・ストーリー

Laughing maniacally, I strolled back to the girl who was seated on the ground, trembling with pain. I crouched down in front of her, my hand curling around her hair, yanking her face close to mine. "I do have one little advice for you, pretty girl." I slid my dagger out—the longest of the set—and plunged it right under her chin, pushing deep until the tip of the dagger connected the roof of her mouth, piercing through her nose. Her body shook, thudding to the ground, the back of her head relentlessly slamming against the ground as muffled screams escaped her.

After losing loved ones to the werewolf hunters' attack, Dahlia had suffered a mental breakdown, leading her to relinquish control of the Council to her daughter. Dahlia Vause, a striking woman with chestnut-brown, long hair that cascades gracefully down her back. Her beauty is undeniable, with captivating eyes that mirror the rich hue of her hair, creating a mesmerizing and harmonious look that draws attention. After finally getting Dahlia to look at her, Neon's tears welled up even more upon seeing the distant, troubled look in Dahlia's eyes. "Neon? How are you and Nebra? Tell your father and uncle dinner is ready, will you?" Dahlia requested with a smile, her words tinged with a hint of c

Water in a dented cup. The tray scraped against the floor, the sound making Dahlia stir awake with a frightened gasp. I pulled her closer. “Don’t touch it,” I whispered. The man chuckled, low and cruel. “Eat or don’t. Won’t matter in the end.” Then he left. The door slammed shut again, echoing like a gunshot. Dahlia stared at the food, her lip trembling. “Vana…” I shook my head, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “It’s poison. Or worse. We’ll survive without it.”

Zahn had high hopes for you, but do you think your skills surpass his? "Why would I ignore his carefully compiled notes and instead listen to you, the so-called cancer expert who doesn't deserve the title? I'm not a fool like those people out there!" Another familiar voice came from somewhere not far behind Flora. "She's probably just trying to sabotage your surgery out of spite." It was Shaun speaking.

He clasps our right hands together and attempt to resume where he left off. I push him heavily this time and scream. "I, Anna Fairchild reject you Jace CruelHart as my mate." I curse myself the moment the words falls from my lips. The whole hall goes quiet. I look at my feet unable to look at the face of the one I had just betrayed. "Where has it ever been heard that an omega rejects an Alpha blood?" "Those gold and sequins on her body are courtesy of the Alpha's family. They took her in when..."

CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault, drug abuse, and emotional manipulation that may be triggering for some readers. DARKNESS DESCENDS ~CHELSEA POV~ {Playlist Suggestion: "Round Town" by Adrian Daniel, Asiah} The pills make everything swim. Colors bleed together like watercolors in the rain. I try to push the door closed, but my limbs move like I'm underwater. Clumsy. Slow. A designer shoe wedges in the gap, blocking my escape.

“I don’t want to lose you. Either of you. But I don’t know how to look at you together without feeling sick.” Valentina stepped forward just one small step. “Then don’t look. Not yet. We can keep doing this. Small things. Saturdays. Gardens. Pancakes. Whatever you need.” Sofia nodded slowly. They kept walking. At the exit, Sofia bought a small potted orchid from the gift shop. White petals, delicate stem. She handed it to Valentina. “For your apartment,” she said. “So you have something alive to take care of.” Valentina took it carefully. “Thank you.”

I threw the stack of cash on his table and that act caused the dealer to look up, his leg crossed on the table in front of him. “Look who we have here,” he said, a smirk forming on his face. I wished to fucking wipe it off his face. “The mighty Zayn Santiago. To what do I owe this pleasant visit?” He asked, trying to pretend he didn't fucking know why I was here and it infuriated the hell out of me. “I want the crystals,” I said plainly, getting straight to the point, not wanting to spend a second more than needed in this goddamn place. “Oh right,” he laughed. Pulling open one of the drawers attached to the table. “We got some new stuff. You'd definitely like this one,” He threw a sealed bag

Soon, my room was a mess and all I could do was stand and watch as fruits flew into my room. One hit my dress and I staggered backwards, gasping in horror as my hand clamped over my mouth. "You whore! Why don't you come down here so we can give you a replica of the stupid thing you organized by making you inexistent!" "Come down, you vile human and we shall rip you apart and give you out to the birds of the air! They'd have a field day with you!" Dahlia pushed past me and shut the window, right in time for another tomato to fly in and soil her dress. She cursed under her breath before turning to me.