We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
Skeleton In The Closet

Skeleton In The Closet

  • WpView
    Reads 159
  • WpVote
    Votes 11
  • WpPart
    Parts 11
WpMetadataReadOngoing1h 30m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Feb 9, 2020
WpInfo
Fiction
LGBTQIA+
"Ahhh, that was a nice shower." I twist the pipe to turn off the water that was coming out from the shower head. I got out and put on my comfy sweater and sweatpants, and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I took out all the ingredients needed to make an egg omelette from the upper kitchen cabinet. Since when was the last time I had some? I put all the ingredients in a bowl. When mixing, I thought of what had happened last night and sighed. " I hope he had cooled his head off." He seemed so angry at me. I'm worried. What if he thinks I'm just a nuisance? What if he doesn't want to talk to me anymore? I gripped the whisk in frustration. I, I can't bear to lose him! Ring! Ring! The ringtone of my phone made me snap back to reality as it was vibrating crazily on the coffee table. I quickly ran and answered. "Hello?" "This is no time for hello! Turn on your tv you shit!" By the tone of his voice, I knew it was Mitsue. With no hesitance, I turned on my tv. " This photo is what seems to be THE CEO of The Legacy Newsroom, Mitsue Yamada and an unknown man kissing in front of a strip club! What were they doing there? Do you guys see this right here? This is the hottest news of the year!" The famous reality tv host, Ichika Mamoru seemed excited from this. Now I know why he is mad at me. ~ -None of the pictures belong to me. They belong to the respective owners. -Book cover edited done by me. -This book contains vulgarities and some mature content. You have been warned.
All Rights Reserved
#171
newspaper
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • THE VILLAIN'S LOVE GROWS FOR HIM.
  • The boy [BokuAka]
  • 𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝕸𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖔𝖓
  • The Boy Who Caught My Eye (M×b)
  • Villain To Protagonist | NEED TO BE REWRITE! | First Version
  • Love Mr. Client || TayNew [Completed]
  • The Dirty Nerd┃BxB 18+
  • My Pastry Chef (B×B) [Book 2 of the Tantalizing Love Series]
  •  Love In Boxing Ring
  • Hi Again Flower

"Aren't you tired of the way you live?" A voice inside of him would ask. "What can i do? I was born to live the life of a killing machine that dances to the command of my master. You think i never tried to run away from my life?" He would reply. That was him. The prodigy, the pride and praise of assassins. His hands were dyed with blood. Blood of men, women, children and the aged. He tried to rinse the blood out of his life but failed miserably. It was like a string attached to him, following him even in his dreams. "I see you are trying to run from your shell." The old woman said to him. "You are a pitiable person. When death welcomes you i pray you be free of your chains." She smiled as her cracked lips left her final breathe and her eyes lost its gleam. "Aaahhhhh!" The sound of painful scream echoed the room as he pressed his sword into his skin. He was ordered to kill the president of the country and bombard his residence. That was his last mission. But instead of leaving the house alive he stayed behind watching his piece of work decorate the walls of the building. He smiled. "It seems this is the only way to attain my own freedom." The sound of exploding bombs thundered into the ears of his comrades. They had realised what the man had done. However death brought him a new life. He was gifted the chance to live in freedom, to redeem himself and live the life he had wished for. But inside the world of a book. Life was all happy and beautiful. Until one unfortunate day he was entangled with the worst situation as he had to present himself before the antagonist of the book. Standing before him he caught his eye and was recruited as one of his personal guard. Moreover the protagonist of the story was very much to his distaste. But nothing could be worst than being objected as a sexual toy by the villain of the book, who had his ways with him right?

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines