《Hate me [Finished]》11.
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Не мислех за нищо.Не мислех как той ме нарани,как този човек ме изнасили,не мислех за нищо.Усещах топлината на прегръдката му.След малко той стана да се преоблече.Загледах се в него.Наистина беше много красив.
По едно време той забеляза,че го гледам.
-Какво гледаш?-Ухили ми се насреща.
-Нищо.-Обърнах главата си,защото усетих как бузите ми се зачервиха.
-Ha-Neul?
-Да?
-Много ли ме мразиш?
-Да!
-Много ли те нараних?
-Да!
-А някога ще си способна ли да ме обичаш?
Виждах ентусиазма в очите му.Пребледнях цялата.
-Jong Suk,що за въпрос?Та аз те обичам още и се опитвам да те забравя!
Изведнъж всичката му надежда се изпари и той погледна надолу в земята.
Беше съблякъл блузата си.Тъкмо се канеше да облича друга,когато я хванах и запратих в другия край на стаята.Хванах го за врата и го съборих на леглото.Отидох да заключа вратата.Колената ми се подпряха на леглото и слях устните ни.
-Ha-Neul,какво правиш?
-Млъкни!И действай!
Той съблече ризата ми.Стисна задника ми и започна да поставя мокри целувки върху гърдите ми.Беше ми приятно-признавам.Той ме обърна и сега беше от горе.Съблякох дънките му,а той полата ми.
-Сигурна ли си?
-Да!
Свалих боксерките му,на той бикините ми.Той ме погледна несигурно.Кимнах му и той навлезе в мен.Болката беше поносима,но все пак изкрещях.Той започна да се движи,а аз стенех.Бях прекалено възбудена.Надрах гърба му.След малко той ме целуна.Беше страстно.
-Обичам те,Ha-Neul!
Само и това чаках.Бутнах го и започнах да се обличам.При падането той си удари главата и май го болеше.Отидох до него и слях устните ни.
-Съжалявам,оппа.Но никога няма да бъда твоя!Въпреки,че ми се иска.
-Ha-Neul,боли-и-и!
-Кое?
За миг се притесних да не би да съм го наранила...Не бях животно като него.
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-Главата ми!
Видях счупена бутилка до главата му.Вдигнах я и видях,че кърви.
-Стани!
Хванах ръката му и му помогнах да се изправи.Сложих го на леглото.
-Обуй си боксерките!
-Ти ми ги обуй!
-По-живо!Не се бъзикай!Ще умреш,ако не побързаш!
-Пука ти!
Този ще ме побърка.Стиснах му бузите и го целунах,че даже и захапах.После го целунах по челото.
-Да,пука ми!
Той облече боксерките и дънките си.Взех тениската и я му я навлякох.Той понечи да ме целуне,но падна върху рамото ми.Положението не беше добре.Близо до хотела ни имаше болница.Изкарах го навън,държейки кръста му,за да не падне.
В болницата лекарите го взеха и се погрижиха за него.
-Докторе,той добре ли е?
-Да!Ще го зашием и ще го оставкм под надзор тази вечер,ако случайно има някакви други опасности,да ги спрем.
-Благодаря!Може ли да го видя?
-Да,но той спи.
-И по-добре.
Влязох в стаята.Спеше сладко,сладко.
-Колко съм жалка!Първо той ме изнасилва,а аз сега го карам да прави секс с мен и го карам до болницата,за да не умре.Нещастник!Пропи ми мозъка!
Усетих как ръката му стисна моята.
-Кажи на Ha-Neul,че я обичам и много съжалявам за всичко!
Този явно яко си е тряснал главата.
Пуснах ръката му,целунах го по челото и излязох.Обадих се на една от учителките да дойде и да бъде с него през ноща.А аз се прибрах в хотела.
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Decompose!
Dear diary. When you read stories about some people missing and returning after years of absence claiming they were living in another world, your first reaction is to scoff and dismiss a story as a tall tale, right? I know I did. All the time. Until it happened to me and I no longer did. That day was today. Some god of thunder smote me. If it were Chris Hemsworth, I wouldn't mind but it was some barbaric Hitite god that abaondned Earth some four millennia ago. Yes, what can I say? I love the seventh art. I have more hours watching movies than any other activity, including sleep. What? Do you think I'm exaggerating? Maybe I am. I'll really miss hollywood the most. And my biggest regret is that I never got to visit the holy city of cinema. I did not come to another world to be a hero even though there was hints that they hoped I'd save it. I did not come with overpowered abilities able to, dunno, leap tall castles in a single bound, faster than a speeding crossbow bolt, be more powerful than a eight-horse carriage, the bounds. No. After the asshole god that murdered me brought me to his world, he gave me some boons from his discount bin and "The Power of my Soul (tm)". Forgive my french, I hope you understand I am rather upset at dying. And he somehow decided that my power is to recycle stuff. How awesome is that? Not much at first, I must admit. At least I got all my camping stuff and equipment with me. There's no lycra in the other world. I'll make it someday, but that day is not today. So here I am. In another world, in the middle of nowhere. I'm no heroine. As the song goes, I'm your basic average girl. And I'm assumed to be here to save the world. But almost everything can stop me, because I'm not named Kim. Wish me luck, diary. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This novel is going have the following features: slow-paced slice-of-life No GameLit / LitRPG elements. Movie references. Sandra likes the seventh art. Journal / diary style crafting (includes chemistry, engineering and metallurgy) low magic technological advancement (for Sandra, at least. She is not against sharing though) personal relations clash of perception between the modern and ancient customs. bits of tension, fighting, and plot here and there. I won't repeat myself though. Once she crafts a good batch of soap, for example, she'll just note, "I crafted soap again." Once it is estabilished how she obtains compound X, compound X2 that is obtainable from the same process will also just be mentioned. I'll try to be as realistic as I can with the crafting, chemistry, and technology. Cover: Public Domain Image by StockSnap from Pixabay. No attribution required but we do it anyway.
8 118Valkyria Heart: A modern fantasy
Ragna Griffin thought she had figured out the world. However, her life falls apart when her kingdom brands her as a terrorist. Now a fugitive, she sets out to find her father and get it all back. Will she reclaim her life? Altera Xion strives towards perfection as a Valkyrie. For her mission to prevent a new world war, she neglects her mental health. Will she regret her choice? Ragna and Altera must explore a wondrous world set on destroying their dreams. The border between magic and technology starts to vanish. Horrors, beauty, and secrets lie behind every corner and within enemies and allies alike. Facing the world's cruelty, will the two persevere or shatter?
8 535Petrichor
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8 86The New Rules
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8 62Setter Ace of Shiratorizawa
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