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He took a good look at her, watching her heavy black hair move with the wind “What do you want?” “Your help.” He giggled “To hell with you.” “I know about Vivian” Brows raised, he smirked “Took you so long, I wonder why. So what is this, blackmail?” “No, just a trade. I think I've proved to you long enough that I can keep your secret, I just want something in return.” “You're a white wolf, you don't have a say at Blue Villa. You will only be setting yourself up.” She nodded “If that's what you think, I think you better kill me whenever you have another chance to.” She began walking away.

They were flushing out the threat. My white fur glowed as I was bathed by the moon’s blue light. I sank next to Ghost, making myself less visible. A muzzle flash appeared at the edge of the woods, followed by a blast that echoed around us. Screams and cries from a man ended with the sound of a neck breaking. One hunter was dead. We knew they were at least in pairs. An ATV rumbled to life and sped away from us. The sound was quieter than I remembered those vehicles making.

Just the next day I wakes up and go to the field Just then I see Kayak he run to me and hug me Kayak : if you can't kill animal can you shoot a board Their is a big white board with seven white point on it Kayak : shoot all those point and I won't make you an Assassin again I takes the gun I calculated the gun stability with my soft hand and aim focused for the best accuracy Parr I shoot not only the point but the center of the points I aim the second Again it a super perfect shoot Third Forth Fifth Just when am about to shoot the sixth I noticed blood flowing behind the white board I run to the back and am so surprised to see five people dead Kayak is chaining people at the back of the whit

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

she said quietly. ‎Mateo gave the slightest nod. ‎Then everything happened at once. ‎Gunfire. ‎Shouting. ‎Chaos. ‎It wasn’t clean. ‎It never was. ‎Isabella moved on instinct. ‎She didn’t freeze. ‎Didn’t hesitate. ‎A man came toward her. ‎Gun raised. ‎Too close. ‎She reached for the nearest weapon. ‎Turned. ‎Fired. ‎The sound echoed loudly. ‎The man dropped instantly. ‎Everything slowed for a second.

It took him so long before he drifted into a deep sleep filled with fiery nightmares. ❇❇❇ Thunder roared and the world turned white for a second when a bolt of lightning struck the ground. The steep slope of the mountain was making it harder for him to get away as it was already eroded and rocks were falling down from afar. Looking back, he could see the flicker of torches the darkened soldiers were carrying.

She was trembling on the edge, her cries becoming fragmented, when it finally shattered. Wave after wave of convulsive pleasure crashed through her, wringing a long, ragged scream from her throat. Her thighs clenched around Ethan's head as her release flowed, and he gentled his touch, drawing out every last shudder until she collapsed, boneless and spent, against the cool tile. ****tbc****

A female police officer shouted: “Could it be that he is Albert, the famous criminal psychologist detective who has solved many difficult cases. I still have his book The Punisher here. The book is about the tough murders he has solved, including his analysis of the psychology of criminals in detail. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome." Albert entered the room, meeting his eyes was a very strange atmosphere. In the dim light of the white room, a middle-aged man was lying at the far end of the room; in the center of his chest were numerous stab wounds. He lay in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, and inside those eyes were fear and despair. The most striking thing is still

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly