Bellatrix Bandit の小説・ストーリー

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

All she remembered was a knock at her door and she rushed to it, thinking it was her brother but was welcomed with some sort of masked men, pointing their guns at her and her junior sister, Emma, then the next thing was that they were being bundled and shoved into a van which brought them to this place. Valerie knew exactly what this place was, it was the famous BT cartel, the B standing for blood and the T standing for thirsty. She has only seen it on the news and internet, she knew it was ruled by a man named Martin Llyord, no one knows how the man looked but could the man on the throne-like chair in front of her be him?

But tonight, he thinks instead of the utter terror that had shone in the omega’s eyes as Mattel had forced her forward on the horse, and briefly wonders if it might upset the young girl, to find Mattel had perished in the skirmish. He can’t help the amused laugh that flits out of him at the utterly wishful thinking he’s currently engaging in, but he supposes that one can’t fault him for it. With grit teeth, Mattel stabs one bandit in the shoulder, and twirls away just in time to avoid a blade right to his neck, ducking down to cripple another bandit’s ankle permanently. That’s when he miscalculates. He goes stumbling to his knees when one bandit he’d failed to account for manages to throw in

Bellatrix's voice thundered through the room, silencing Cillian who was about to speak and Damien who'd just said more than he should have, as a friend. Both heads turned in her direction and the smirk on Damien's lips flattered the moment he noticed the glare she was giving him. Without another word, she walked up to them both and gripped Cillian's wrist. She pulled on it, but it didn't bulge. "Let go," she demanded, meeting his gaze. Cillian stared at her for a few seconds. At first, he didn't bulge. But when she repeated through gritted teeth, "I said, let go." He eventually released his grip on Damien's shirt.

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

Jake said. “We can take over the strip club, Wrath, but I’m not getting involved in Reaper business, no matter how much I like Buzzer,” Bandit said. “Don’t speak too soon, Bandit. Reapers might come knock on your door for info. Are you really willing to hand Buzzer over to the Reapers? Me? I shot at least five of them,” Jake said.

It was an unfair number. “Bandits!” Yunda yells, helping his brother up off the ground to continue a battle they had already begun. The bandits in question seemed human in nature but because of how covered they were in black garments, masks, and weapons, I knew better than to assume they were anything but Daemonaria. I look behind me to see another basket-hilted sword on the floor of the carriage, it looks similar to Corvu’s, and honestly it helps me to feel better remembering that fact. I rush forward to help Bella, who is currently fighting off two of the masked figures at either side of her. My first attempt at real sword fighting was a bit of a blunder.

Gears laughed. “Ok, everyone sit the fuck back down.” Ink shouted, still smiling. Everyone found their seats again quickly. Alex pulled me on to his lap again, holding me tightly, kissing my shoulder again. “I fucking love you.” He said, whispering closely to my ear. I felt my body shiver in delight. My body reacted to him, every time he was near me. I always knew when he was around, I could feel him. I turned and kissed him quickly. “That’s enough you two” Ink said. “This is why we don’t allow Old Ladies into Church” he continued. “Anyway, I spoke with the Bandits Prez yesterday, Tommy. He didn’t have any idea what was going on. He knew Nathan had been arrested for rape, but didn’t know he

She saved up her sect contributions points for three years, and each month she would do at least two missions to afford the points to exchange for the eight-grade Falling Stars and Moon Bow. However, there were a bunch of high-ranking weapons in front of Heidi now, and it naturally made her heart beat wildly. "Brayden was ranked ten in the top ten bandits, and he was already this wealthy. Those leading the list—" Before Caspian finished his sentence, everyone understood what he meant, and they were immediately intrigued.