They were the cause of murders in their place, their territory was known to be precarious. They are struggling to blend in, for the world is against them. Cases unsolved and lives at risk, who will survive at the end?View More
Twilight is approaching and the two hired killers were sitting comfortably on the sofa as they waited for their master to let go of his final word. The cool wind dashes onto the deep curtains which framed the windows and drops of mist from the outside gradually had their nice rhythm as it fell through the roof. Both of them remained quiet as if they didn't know each other.On their moment of waiting, a woman from their team walks about the living room and pauses momentarily as soon as she beholds the two people. She glanced at them and greeted them, saying, "Have a good night, mates." Maxwell Ross lightly nodded as his response while Kendall Von stared back at the lady."What time is it?" Kendall spoke and leaned her back on the couch, she felt exhausted already. She never expected to have time with Ross seeing that their schedule for their task would be done the other week. "You should buy another watch," she heard Maxwell retort and she rolled her eyes due to annoyance. 'What a ti
"... How are the inmates?" His authoritative smoky voice filled the entire room as he walked his feet toward his swivel chair. He gently sat on his seat and glanced at the nurses before him. He glimpsed at their figures and she smirked. "They are doing alright, doctor. The custody officers sent another two new men to prison, and here are their profiles." The lady with blonde hair asserted and handed the folders, she flipped her hair and gazed at the doctor. "Good, what about our prey? I can't see that the authorities are doing anything, you know that they can be dangerous," he asserted and took the bottle of wine and poured it into his glass. The two nurses lowered their heads and thought of what he said. "We will update you if Miss Hyra would do something about it, doctor…" "I can't understand why they are difficult to find, when in fact, they're just weakling sinners compared to us." Doctor Troy Ramirez mumbled to himself yet he soon glimpses at the two ladies and spoke once mor
She feels the softness of the mattress as she tightly hugs the pillow on her arms, the wind blasting the window as a strong rain springs inside the window frames, causing the curtains to moisten. Astrid after perceiving that the rain slowly soaked the blankets, widely opened her eyes and got up from the bed. "What is wrong with the weather today?" She whispered and peered at the curtains to behold what had gotten outside. "What time is it?" She roughly steps on the footing and rushes her way toward the living room, ignoring the presence of the young lady who is peacefully sleeping at the bed and she drifts her sight to search for the clock. "It's six in the morning," she uttered and let her heavy body lean on the couch, she tightly closed her eyes and attempted to relax herself yet the downpouring of the shower distracts her. "What else should I do here?" Astrid muttered and continued to think as she shut her eyelids, she proceeded to feel the cold atmosphere and the noise of rain b
Her fingers gently touch the tip of the needle as she puts up with a hem of fabric on the bedside, prepared to stitch the garment of her doll, she simply travels her hands as she concentrates to prick the needle on the yarn to stick the top of it. "Now, it's perfect…" She commented as her eyes browsed in the figurine she created. "That looks so adorable, Astrid!" The lady got off the bed and hastened her feet towards the couch and witnessed how Astrid Hawthorne stitched her puppet. She flashes a smile and with a calm heart, she places the figurine on the small wooden furniture in the center of the room. "It is," "Have you sewed it from last night? I peek on your bed and I saw you crouching while mumbling something," Dorothy Scott asserted and gazed at her pal's countenance. "... I tend to not waste my time, I feel so limited." "Really?" Her stares peered on the lady before her as she took a black notebook under the pillow, with curiosity, she attempted to take a peek at it but H
The next day, Renesmee Fuentes quietly sat on her seat near the window and gaze beneath the school ground, observing the other students strolling on the fields whilst some had their bondings with their friends. Rumors and gossips began to spread on the entire school campus and the workers are afraid, she put on her earphone and her dazzling earrings which are golden coated had their perfect show off, upon deciding to listen to certain songs she mostly likes to hear, she often reason it out as a nice thing to do whenever she appears to be avoiding all the murmurs which surrounded her. She took a glimpse on her stainless steel silver crystal watch and looked at the time, "Perhaps I won't be attending my work this lunchtime, I'll do it in the evening." She mumbled and took a notebook from her bag. She springs to write something into her notes and reads it right after. Unable to focus, she erases her writing jot and jots down all the ideas that keep on bothering her. As her hand guides
The morning breaks into the window frames and the arrays of heat dashes into their covering. The lass yawned as she gawked her eyes on the ceiling, she gazed at the lady beside her and poked. "Hey, the morning's breaking in!" She carelessly shoved the mate's shoulder and let out a chuckle upon seeing her snort."It's Wednesday, we have to attend our physical education class!" Kyaellani Sullivan asserted and poke the sleeping beauty beside her, seeing Mace peacefully asleep, she got up from the mattress and led her feet toward the glass window, closing the curtains. Yet before she could even do it, her eyes caught the beautiful sunrise. "What beautiful scenery," she muttered and cheerfully smiled, Sullivan stretched out her arms and gradually shook her head. "It's time for a coffee," she mumbled and jumped her way to the kitchen area. "What have we got here?" Helping herself up, she searches for something to eat or drink on the kitchen cabinets and checks the fridge as well. "I can'
"What do you usually imagine if you hear the word prayer?" A genuine smile let go of her lips as she asked a question to the crowd. Their gazes were all focused on her and as she stood before them, all they felt were amazement, astonished by what they were giving attention to. "Who wants to volunteer themselves to answer?" She once more asked, and no one spoke, afraid to respond with a wrong explanation. "Let's not be timid when it comes to conversing a word, we're talking about God here and that simply means that everyone should be participating and glorifying His awesome Name because He has given us the ability and wisdom to think and speak." She added and once again, she let out a chuckle and proceeded with her introduction. "So, for today's topic, we will be going to talk about prayer. Does anyone know what exactly prayer is all about?" She spoke and gaze at the crowd, seeking for somebody to be able to answer her question. "Uh, I think prayer is when we utter what we want to
The wind blows as it wishes, and the leaves dance along with its flow. Voices echoed on the building's corridor as their feet created a marching sound on the tiled floor, and the Castrill's students began to walk, leading themselves to their restricted classrooms. The gloomy atmosphere of the hallway creates a negative impact on the students' moods. Renesmee Fuentes, standing by their room's doorway as she waits for their class adviser. She sighed and took a glimpse of her watch, "It's already nine o'clock, she's taking so long." She mumbled. "Hey, Esme…" a lady with blonde hair went inside the classroom and greeted her, as usual, she's wearing her diamond necklace which makes anyone feel envious. Fuentes watched the young lady as she walked inside, heading to the middle row. Her eyes followed her dazzling jewelry. 'Now that looks so beautiful.' She mumbled to herself and yet she averted her gaze from her when she saw the lady throw a glimpse right in her direction. Trying to cover
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