Suspens の小説・ストーリー

She spotted her white Toyota Camry sedan and unlocked it, letting out a heavy sigh as she got into the car. She was really excited about seeing Ian but at the same time anxious. Was he going to be as excited as she is when he sees her? Would their relationship still have the same spark as it used to? Why was she even having these stupid thoughts? She wondered. Ian is her fiancé who is madly in love with her, so why is she suddenly feeling insecure? She brushed off the feeling and decided to go grab something to eat before going to the Naval Base.

My world goes completely dark. ▪️▪️▪️

she was now screwed up. Rinna O'Shea l think Mr Spencer has finally arrived, The police officer lastly broke out when she got no response from her. But then l can't, l don't know anything about him, Rinna tried to explain with tears brimming in her eyes. He is the CEO of Doux Corps company, let me hope that's enough information, the police woman replied a bit harshly this time.

On my walk back to the apartment, I read through the paper. It had a list of ingredients, a drawing of a pentagram with mathematical looking symbols in it, and, as would be proper for any insane black magic spell, a chant to go along with it. However, to my surprise, it was in English. The first task was to find a nexus point. Scratch that. The first task was to figure out what the hell a nexus point was.

Nobody there could understand. Sugai stood with his hands on his hips, head up, and sighed. He felt impossible, he wanted to cry but tried to stop the tears from flowing. He really didn't understand why his girlfriend and Daisy couldn't escape Yuki's death. It's confusing. Clearly, they’re all strangers who met each other in a different country, yet their affections were still closer than the relatives. Sugai said in pain, “Are you two going to let me continue to live?"

“Miss. Robert, right ?” Gemma was startled and turned to look at the man who had helped her. He had mysteriously pure black eyes and hair, and his smile and voice were so gentle and deep that Gemma couldn't take her eyes off of him. “A… is it me, are you…?” The man smiled softly, looking at Gemma so deeply in his eyes that she wanted to avoid it, he lifted her hand and planted a kiss on the back of it. “Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Harvey Susan. It's okay to call me Harvey." Harvey said.

Suzan screamed. Everyone was shocked by her words, including Arya. "What do you mean?" Arya asked calmly as if it wasn't her name that was being recked. "If not for you seducing Mr. Rivera, do you think he'd even look at you twice?!" Suzan continued rambling. The surrounding servants were stunned. They had their suspicions about Arya but seeing someone who claimed to know Arya before say accuse her of something like that and Arya herself not denying it, they felt like their thoughts were confirmed.

She was grateful for the three months class she had taken on pole dancing, else she'd have disgraced herself. Aria hooked her left leg around the pole with her right hand holding her right leg and began to swing round. The position had her tits almost spilling out of the tiny bra and her lace covered lady parts flashed him each time she turned. He also had a good view of her ass and Aria took advantage of all these, working the pole to the beat of the music. "Stop," he ordered and when she didn't immediately come to a halt, he picked the remote on the table and paused the song. Aria fumed but stopped herself from glaring at him.

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

Seriously, might I add. I rolled my eyes. "Can you just hug me, you dramatic man?" He chuckled before opening his arms. "Come here, pumpkin! I stepped into the hug and was immediately engulfed by his caffeinated scent. While he sprays on a Hugo Boss cologne, he drinks so much coffee that the two scents always seem to fuse into one, making his own personal scent.