Saint Sierra Simone の小説・ストーリー

“Don’t pretend! Don’t you know how popular and hard to taste this Lucas Levin and Simon Heirta was… They’re both like gods that no ordinary woman could even lick the tip of their toes…” Eve let out an unbelievable huff. Still, Shia was determined and just rolled her eyes over her. she turned to face Simon. “I’m Shia by the way. You’re Simon, right? Mind to have a drink with me there?” Simon was hesitant to answer or to even accept her offer when he saw his friend cuing glare. He’s telling him to leave him and his woman some space alone. No. he’s commanding him and if he didn’t obey, he’ll suffer a huge consequence.

“I’m sure you want to know what my plan is. What I do from here onwards.” Kiera didn’t want to appear rude, but that was exactly what she wanted to know. Instead of nodding, she said, “Simone wants to leave the city. She says it isn’t safe here. The others could come for us and we wouldn’t be able to fight them in this state. She’s injured, and you haven’t recovered fully yet. It’s only been a few hours since you left there, after all.”

The man, who till now, still stared at her intensely, silently peeling off every layer of clothing she had on. “Aaron DeMarque, lovely to meet you,” Sienna said, a strained smile on her face. _______

Kelvin commented, "She's lovely." "Stop staring at her like that. Don’t you have any shame? She's already married to my brother," Sierra said. She took the menu and placed her order with the waiter. She asked Jessie if she liked crab. Jessie nodded. "The crab for both of us, as well as this and this," Sierra said, pointing to the menu. "They'll place their orders when they're done squabbling."

"Simone, we need additional security." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Emiliano asked and with hesitation, Sia frowned but answered anyway "I'm Sia swift"she made up a name and Emiliano looked up at her with suspicion in his eyes but soon left his eyes as his facial expression darkened and set Diego on the bed and walked to put the bowl back, Sia watched him from the sides and swallowed a dry lump on her throat praying her secrets doesn't come out, and that Emiliano doesn't look more into her private life. Thanks to Mario she had managed to conceal her identity and knowing how Emiliano was she feared her night find out what was likely to happen because she covered her tracks very well

“But I’m not your dear.” Simmon ignores her growl. “We will look into it.” He glances at me. I nod back. By we the king means me. And I’m okay with hunting down vampires who have bought kidnapped shifters. I know just where I’ll start—Santiago and his little redheaded sub. “That’s settled,” Simmon announces. “Now that your business is concluded you are welcome to make use of my club. Will you stay and scene tonight?” Sheridan hesitates, her gaze darting around the dimly lit club with poorly hidden interest.

I aimed to reach Simeon's place, take Sasha, and ensure she got to school. Venita!" Simeon exclaimed, brimming with excitement as she spotted me. "I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday," she said, her sea-blue eyes focused on me. Her long, raven-dark hair, getting all the way down to her waist, bounced as she enthusiastically greeted me. Simeon had a slender figure with graceful curves, and she radiated beauty. Her smile was infectious, showcasing immaculate teeth. If she ever considers modeling, she will be in the tier of supermodels in no time.

I calmly cooed, taking a step toward her. She looked indecisive, narrowing her eyes in on me, and furrowing her brows in the process, "Who are you?" She murmured, "What are you?" Her voice was clearer as she asked those questions and I couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed. It was such an odd question that I didn't expect from her. "What do you mean?" I asked, feigning unsureness, "My name is Zion Collins and although I said that I'm from Pluto, Angel face, I lied. I'm actually human."