Brutal Kunnin 소설 & 이야기

The sound of the gunshot echoed in Olivia’s ears, loud and piercing, as though the cabin itself had recoiled in shock. She froze, unable to process what had just happened. Her eyes locked on Leo as he staggers backward, his hand holding his side where blood comes out through his shirt. But Leo didn’t fall. With a wild growl, he pushed forward, his grip on the knife tightens. His eyes burned with rage, the kind of madness that ignored pain and reason.

Once everyone was in the convoy, Mikhail gave the final order, voice cold as ice: “Bomb the building.” And as they drove away, the compound behind them erupted into a massive explosion — flames lighting up the entire night sky. Don Sebastien’s kingdom burned. And the Bratva left with their captives. SAINT PETERSBURG, RUSSIA (THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE) The Bratva Empire was alive with celebration. Music boomed, laughter echoed, and both the De Lucas and the Bratvas filled the grand hall. After years of bloodshed, betrayal, and war, their longest-standing enemy had finally fallen.

A sinner even loves the piousness to mean no harm to the living soul, however hurt the body that's caging it out of sheer madness, hatred or whatever you like to call it, barbarity to some precision! His hold was too strong enough to somewhat suffocate her, extremely firm to not permit her to freely move a muscle or to swivel around as per her own wish. Can't trust with a wild kitten when she scratches you with her razor sharp nails and run away! Well that was her cold blooded husband's ideology, not necessary to synchronize with other civil husbands out there in this world.

"I'm ready to give you freedom. All you have to do is accept me as your mate." I scoffed and shoved his hand away. For a moment, all the beautiful memories of our friendship came rushing back, threatening to overwhelm me. But his cruelty outweighed every one of them, turning my affection into hatred. "You're the same as your bas*rd Alpha." "You." He raised his hand to hit me again when a painful scream startled both of us. He turned and looked at his warrior who was bleeding and screaming in agony, clutching the arrow embedded in his heart. Then, one after another, arrows sliced through the air, striking down the warriors. Within a minute, the battlefield fell into dead silence.

My brain’s screaming to look away, my eyes tell my brain to get fucked. Leo moves like a pure viking berserker. Heavy, hard, all brutal strength and zero finesse. Every punch he throws is loud enough to shake bark loose from the trees. His back is carved from granite and another wicked scar slashes over one shoulder that makes me want to ask how he got it and kiss it at the same time. His thick, messy braid swings when he moves. His sweatpants hang dangerously low, flashing the promise of a V-line that could lead nations.

BRUKK BRUKK Meanwhile Harvey beat him with all the energy in his body to vent pent-up anger remembering his father's inhumane actions. Lucas also didn't want to lose to Harvey, he was also busy throwing out the stance of slamming the enemy's body with all his might until it felt like a broken bone. BRUKK In the midst of battle, a good chance for Gabriel to run to save his currently hostage woman. The priority now on his mind was the feeling of wanting to kill Mr. Clinton's assistant on the spot.

“You’re really a heartless bastard.” The calm in his eyes turned into a raging storm. For a minute, the dining room was noiseless while Nikolai and I had a cold war on who would look at the other in the cruelest way possible. “Sit down…or I’ll press you to the walls until your lungs burst and every bone in your body shatters,” he said. For someone who had a reputation as the cruelest Bratva leader to have ever existed, Nikolai had been soft to me so far.

(and keep that hand stick on the wall beside her head and with his other hand gave a strong punch on it). RATIKA: (a loud shout escaped her mouth due to punch and she felt like all bones on her palm got broken)... she tries to touch her palm with other hand but he held it too... pl... please leave ... please leave my hand ... it pains like a hell... please leave me... RV: Hell... (a monstrous laugh erupts from his mouth scaring her like hell)... hell.... you haven't seen the hell yet my wife.... now I will show you ... what is hell...