Saint Sierra Simone の小説・ストーリー

She strolled back to the center of the town where there are lots of people. Sierra sat down with her face resting on her palm as she watched everyone doing their thing. Just then, her stomach rumbled and she bit her lips in frustration, hunger setting in bad. She raised her head to see two young girls eating persimmon and her stomach growled loudly. It caught their attention and they turned to look at Sierra, their faces held nothing but an immense amount of hatred for her. They dipped their hands inside their baskets and started throwing rotten tomatoes at Sierra. She didn't see the attack coming and everywhere she turned to for escape got blocked by other rogues that decided to join the fu

"Simone is the king of the Brinstone docks. He runs every container, every vessel, and every dockworker from West Brinstone to Jeriwood Port." I was floored. I just stared at them with my mouth agape, unable to get a single word out. It was then that Cristiano Barbieri—my 46th father with the scarred face—spoke up with an aggrieved expression. "Don Corleone feared power would cloud your judgment, so he had us act like we were broke. He always said that a Sicerian needs to be tempered in the bitterness of life to develop a backbone."

Smiling broadly, Rino patted Noemi's hand and said excitedly, "Noemi, I always knew you'd make it! Don Lanzi specially invited us today. I'm sure there's big news. Maybe you'll officially become the Lanzi family's Madre tomorrow!" He plotted to use this marriage to propel the Giordano family into the highest circles. Noemi's eyes sparkled with joy, though she feigned modesty. "Papa, don't say that. Everything's still uncertain." She had already rehearsed how to accept the guests' blessings and respond to Don Lanzi's confession. Suddenly, a roaring noise approached. Everyone instinctively looked up to see a black helicopter slowly descending onto the estate lawn. The cabin door opened, and Si

His arrogance faded as he cautiously asked, "What’s your name?" Despite his arrogance, Simon wasn't foolish. No one dared challenge him at Riverside Senior High, yet Eden had broken his leg without hesitation. It hinted at a powerful backing. With a hand in her pocket, Eden smirked at Simon. "Eden Griffith, from Sirona." "What?" Simon was taken aback, struggling to comprehend. Putting weight on a lackey and gripping his injured leg, he nearly lost his balance. "Sirona is a town in Audair City," one lackey explained, edging closer to Simon. "There's a rumor about a new transfer student, said to be stunning. Her name's Eden Griffith."

Turning to Julian, Simone confessed, “Julian, I have feelings for you?” Simone's statement, about her attractiveness, totally surprised Julian. Her beauty held Julian's gaze as he stood there. Simone, standing at about 5’8 with a slim figure in all the right places, had cinnamon brown hair and mocha-colored skin. Her lips were full and luscious, and she had a slightly pointed nose. However, what Julian adored most about Simone were her striking baby blue eyes. "Your beauty is captivating," Julian sighed, unable to look away.

"Don't make this ugly." "Why so tense?" A familiar voice drifted over. I turned. Scott was walking toward us, smiling, one arm draped around Simone's shoulders. Simone wore a custom evening gown studded with scattered diamonds. The most eye-catching things were the twenty-four sapphires sewn into it. "I'm not upset anymore," she said sweetly. "Why is Fiona still making a fuss? Here, let me take you inside myself." Simone grabbed my hand and squeezed hard. The sharp edge of the gemstone on her ring dug into my palm. I winced and yanked my hand back.

Samaira stopped when she heard Simone, then continued to walk out of the door without responding She walked out of the hotel and hailed a cab to go to her favourite place.. The silver beach Wearing a mask, she strode on the cold sand with bare feet, holding the sandals in her hand, the porous touch of the sand beneath her feet felt scrunchy yet relaxing, the gentle waves from the sea calmed her dishevelled heart Finding a quiet corner beneath one of the coconut trees, she finally sat down, it was sunny, hot and humid and the sunset was still a long time away, yet this heat cooled her heart

he inquired, his words filled with barely restrained anger. Sierra swallowed hard, her voice trembling. "I... I had a one-night stand with him. I'm sure it's the same Jomari." Dominic and Luca stood in shock at what timid Sierra, just revealed to them. Luca’s eyes widened. “Holy mother of one-night stands.”

as the words came out of my mouth, I looked towards Sierra who closed her and bowed her head in shame, the realization dawned upon me, "You couldn't kill him. Could you?" Sierra shook her head and sobbed, " No I couldn't. I thought I did but seems like I missed it. I am bad at aims you know it." she says as a sarcastic laugh leaves her lips. "You told me, you believed Stefano was backing up Giovanni's then why do you have no problem with him now?"

— Who did you tell where you were? — To Santiago. He's here in New York. Said he had a mail for me and it was urgent. —This guy again! Simon got up and picked up his cell phone. I didn't understand the reason for that reaction. —Simon, what is it?— He paced back and forth rubbing his temples. This was irritating me. Someone knocked on the door and I went to answer it. —Come on, Simon! We are already too late! — Maicon warned and I signaled him to wait another 5 minutes. I looked at Simon and he had my cell phone. He was walking from one side to the other, indomitable , when someone answered him.