LOGIN"Are you sure you want to quit being a hunter, John?" Cross asked quietly. "Fred is still out there. We can’t do this without you."John clenched his fists, almost letting his fingers dig out blood."My daughter suffered because of what I did!" His voice trembling. "I wiped her memories, but mine still linger. Do you know how it feels, Cross? To hide her away from the world? My daughter is ruined. Not only because she’s Fred’s granddaughter, but because the moment they discover she’s alive, they’ll come after her again!"Cross clenched his jaw, watching the tears trail down John's face. Seeing a man like John break was something he never thought possible. Witnessing it cracked his own heart."I'm sorry, John… but what about Fred?" Cross pressed. "We can’t leave him out there. Not when we’re this close. He’s going to harm more people.""Someone else will take him down." John looked up, eyes hollow. "As for me… I'm done."John glanced toward the trainees. Their base was an established,
A cry woke Carlos. Rubbing his eyes, he saw men dragging her out.Without wasting a moment, Carlos charged at them. Unintelligent words scrambled out of his lips, but they did knew what he meant. They shoved him back, but he managed to stab one of the men in the thigh with a dagger he snatched.More men rushed in, grabbing Carlos and shoving a sedative into him that turned his system weak. Surprisingly, they took him too.Carlos felt his body turn to jelly, and even then he tried to leave the room to find the little girl.Whatever they planned for her, she was too innocent to face it. She was just a little girl with no clue. They should take him instead.He wanted to say this, and hated his disability to talk even more.The door opened, and a huge guy stepped in. Bruno.He was about Carlos’s age, but Carlos was leaner and smaller because of years of malnutrition.Bruno grabbed him and shoved Carlos’s face against the transparent glass, forcing him to watch the next room.There, the l
Light flashed above, too bright and stinging. Even as Carlos shut his eyes, either the ache or the needles forced them back open.It was hell. Everything hurt.His muscles hardened each time a needle pierced his skin. The gag muffled his screams, and his throat burned as if every vein in his body was on fire.His body shook against the metal table. The restraints held him down as he groaned so loudly his vision blurred.“Are you sure he’ll survive this one?” one of the mad doctors said from somewhere in the corner.“Sure he will. See the marking on his arm. He is the strongest test subject we’ve got.”Another needle pierced his skin. The effect hit immediately. The burn was on another level.His body shook against the restraints.Carlos screamed until his throat bled inwardly. Red veins bulged around his forehead and neck, ready to pop. The white part of his eyes slowly turned red.The doctor patted his thigh.“Don’t worry, Fido. It will be over soon.”Life as a Serpent captive was th
KYLA WAS RIGHT ABOUT HER. She indeed had a striking resemblance. Green eyes, round face, same shape of nose and lips. Kyla was like the younger version of her.But something was off about this strange woman…This bullshit street vibe wasn’t fully on.What the hell was John taking him for? First was Kyla’s mysterious medical report, and now Kyla’s mother — the woman who was supposed to be dead — was sitting before him?He really wished he could strangle John out of his coffin and ask why the fuck he had been playing serious fucking games.And even though Carlos was so mad at John right now, this woman in front of him felt off.“Carlos, what are you doing?” Kyla held his arm.Her sweet floral scent invaded his senses, and he was a breath away from dropping his gun and kissing her.He did look at her, his heart pounding in his chest.He hadn’t realized how much he missed her until she was now this close.Yes. He missed her. Like hell. But he’d leave once he dealt with this strange woman
KYLAKyla’s heart was pounding all through the ride, and now, sitting in front of the woman who claimed to be her mother, it pounded even harder.The woman’s eyes didn’t stop roaming the house, lips quivering. She smelled unkempt, and something inside Kyla broke.If this was truly her mother, then she would be deeply disappointed in her father.And if not, the bodyguards already surrounded the place, ready to strike if this was a trap. She hadn’t told Carlos yet. She needed to hear the woman first.“What is your name?”Her eyes finally stopped roaming. She adjusted on the couch.“I’m Cordelia. You can call me Cordy. You have a wonderful house, by the way.”“Thank you,” Kyla whispered. “You said John took me away from you. What do you mean?”Cordelia's smile flattered.“Your father and I had a very complicated relationship. He did dangerous works, and I was just not the woman for him. Our love was too dangerous. That’s why he took you away after I gave birth.”“Dangerous work?”“He is
CARLOSCarlos stared at Kyla’s message on his screen, grip tight, eyes hollowed.He’d always been watching her. Especially during her training. He was glad she’d finally considered learning defense skill after learning his story from his mother.Sighing, he tossed the phone aside and ran a hand over his face.The dim room reeked of blood and smoke. Heavy breathing sounded behind him, each breath labored.“I… don’t know who… she is.”Carlos turned to the bloodied, battered man behind him. Twelve knives had been plunged into low-critical areas, delivering heavy pain as the man breathed carefully, trying not to let the blades tear more flesh inside.He was one of the low-ranking leaders of the project. The Prime Minister. Carlos’s seventh prey this week.Another asshole who didn’t know where the project was happening or who was the main leader of it all.People were already going missing. Homeless people. Orphans. Even pregnant women.Each report made Carlos’s blood boil.“Don’t kill me…
Kyla climbed up to his lap, her legs resting on each side, exposing her folds. Her head was on his shoulder, one of his hands fisted her hair, and the other groped her ass cheek.Spank!…Kyla jolted forward as his hand slammed against her fless. He did it in the next second, and she saw stars. Elec
KYLA You know voices aren't meant to feel this way. They aren't meant to rush through your system and control you before the brain does the work to process.Well. That was her case.She was already on her knee, staring up at him like the good girl he wanted before her brain could say go.Do her kn
KYLAShe would be lying if she said she wasn't overwhelmed and curious about everything Carlos had shown her so far.He had been calm, giving a brief explanation on her question. Some she felt were too extreme, and she had Carlos promise never to bring them near her. He was amused the whole time,
A car halted to a stop before an estate; the door opened from the driver seat, and Elizabeth stepped down from the car.Smoke coiled from her lips as the frigid air hit her skin despite the thick coat cladding her by the shoulder.She approached the door and hit the button. She brushed her brown ha







