Bloody Vengeance の小説・ストーリー

Tom. (Kelly makes her way to the office) Good morning Kelly, good morning Tim, how was your night? Very well, thank you. Here's the coffee and doughnut you enjoy so much. Thank you so much! I nearly forgot this came in today for you. Tim said. I suppose it's new evidence for the burglary case you're working on. Oh my, thank you very much. (Kelly tears the envelope to view its content). Yes! With this information, I can reunite Anna with her Mum.

I frowned, it feels like dejavu to see this kind of attack. Black Dogs. Wait, are they connected with each other? But as far as I know, Sebastian already blew them up and wiped those people, they already vanished in this world. "Attack!" I shouted when I got some chance to attack, the warriors of Blood Moon pack were not ready for what they promised to their own pack, that they will fight no matter what.

Vincent shouted, his voice dripping with venom. He stepped back just enough to prepare another attack, his face marked by determination. "And unlike you, who murdered your own brother behind his back, I will end you right before your eyes, so that the last face you see is mine, as you sink into the darkness of your own disgrace!" Vincent continued trading blows with his uncle when, in a dirty move, the man stabbed him in the ribs. The blade pierced the flesh, and a groan of pain escaped Vincent’s lips. Even so, with fury burning in his eyes, he didn’t retreat. A flurry of precise and merciless attacks made his uncle stagger, his arrogance giving way to desolation. Within seconds, the man fel

Making him into a weapon. Making him nothing at all but vengeance. XXX

Ace mumbled the words which snatched Max's smirk as he glared sharply at this man who he had buried alive years ago but he still was able to fight the death and come back. Max didn't hold himself back and lunged at Ace this time initiating the gruesome fight, Ace once again moved his arm and left a sharp cut on Max's chest this time ripping the shirt in the process but this didn't stop the vengeful beast as he again moved his arm leaving a terrible blow over Ace's face bursting his lip open. Ace didn't feel an ounce of pain and continued to block the attacks which finally halted the heavily breathing man. Max chuckled, "Didn't bring your dog with you? I thought you will come with an army to

(Crazy foreigner,are you trying to kill him? “You have three seconds to get away from here, or you are next,” I said, positioning myself in front of Vanessa. “One….two..” “Fuck!” He yelled rushing off. I turned immediately to face Vannessa, ignoring the bleeding man on the floor. “Vanessa,” I muttered, picking her up. She staggered in my hands causing me to wonder how much she had to drink. Quickly, I took off her hoodie and quickly covered her up in mine, leaving myself with just a singlet.

They began to chant, their voices slamming together in a low, rhythmic, and terrifying roar of loyalty and violence that echoed straight through the sterile hospital walls. "Blood for blood! Blood for blood!" they shouted, raising their weapons high into the glare of the lights, their voices entirely unified in a promise of absolute destruction. How dare they think they could play games with my territory? How dare they think they could steal what belonged to me and get away with it? They had clearly forgotten who I was. They had forgotten why the name Vito made men drop to their knees in the dark. I paced the floor, the fog entirely gone, replaced by a blinding desire for vengeance. I won't

“Come get your damn prize.” The Valentine’s movements were liquid violence—dodging, spinning, cutting down every obstacle in their path. Adonis lunged first, fangs bared. Vera swung her arm, a blast of force sending him crashing through a fallen oak. But even as his borrowed body shattered bones, he grinned. “Still not enough.” Rio and Lucien were on her now. Rio struck with a clawed hand that tore across her abdomen. Black ichor sprayed. Vera screamed, staggering back—but Lucien was there to meet her. His fangs sank deep into her shoulder as his claws gutted her.

My tears spilled onto his lifeless face, mixing with the blood. But he didn’t move. He wasn’t coming back. The reality broke me in ways words could never explain. Something inside me shattered. I forced myself to my feet. “Mother,” I whispered before turning into a scream. “Mother” I stumbled outside and froze. Bodies were everywhere, men I had grown up with, men who had trained me with wooden swords, laughed with me at the fire. Now they were scattered across the ground in twisted, unnatural positions. I turned sharply to one of the soldiers staggering toward me, clutching his side, his cloth was drenched in his blood.

A gun goes off when he gets close to me. His head falls on my lap. A bullet through his head. Cold blood oozes from his head onto me. Tears stream down my cheeks. Blood pools at my feet. I’m immobilized. My brain freezes, and darkness welcomes me, and for the first time...I don’t fight it.