Carnage Artinya Novels & Stories

But it was all too late. She will become his obsession. His want. His need. The hell would freeze before he would let her go. And if anyone dared to take his Hoor away from him. There will be... CARNAGE. She will become his beautiful destruction.

The windows shattered with a deafening crash, glass spraying everywhere. Elena hit the floor before her brain caught up. Marco was already moving, gun drawn, phone pressed to his ear. He barked orders in Italian while bullets tore through the walls above her head. Elena froze for a moment, remembering her father’s body sitting just three feet away in that office. She realized she could be next.

Cain took the glass from my hands and placed it down next to me on the countertop, seeking my full attention. "The part about where I said I'd killed every woman whom I've ever slept with," he said. "So you didn't kill them?" I asked. He took a deep breath, obviously trying to figure out how to explain himself. "I did," he admitted. My eyebrows furrowed. "Wait," I said, holding a hand up. "What exactly are you trying to clarify? It just seems like you're reiterating what you've already said." "Remember how I told you that Vampirism is a communicable disease? That it enters the body like a virus through an open wound?" He asked.