Chapa Danger Force Novels & Stories

Even if she died, she would not help him. Henry shook his head and said, "It's too late now." About 20 men appeared at the entrance as soon as he finished speaking. Each of them looked formidable, clearly skilled fighters. The Chapmans' strength was indeed impressive. Chansey paled when she saw them. Although she did not recognize most of them, she knew the leader, Adam Chapman, an elder of the Chapmans and a Master of Transformative Force. "Henry, that man is one of the Chapmans' elders. He's very strong, a Master of Transformative Force."

“Nico, I want you to kill Philip for me right now. Even if we don’t get any heritage or rewards in the end, I’ll pay your remaining balance.” Chaplin put all his hopes on Nico because he knew he was no match for Philip, so he could only rely on his helpers to deal with Philip. Now that they were in an enclosed space, no one could call for reinforcements. Philip only had five members in his team while Chaplin had more than a dozen subordinates. Even if they had to take turns, they could get rid of Philip for sure. “Are you sure?” Nico looked at Chaplin with uncertainty. Barring anything else, just Philip’s feat of defeating the Fiery Thunderbolt Cow with one move was terrifying enough.

She shrugged it off, chalking it up to nerves, and continued on her way. Avila had never been afraid of walking alone at night. She was confident and independent, and always believed in her own strength. However, as she walked down the dimly lit street, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, again. The street was filled with smokers, drunkards, prostitutes, and some men fighting. The air was thick with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the sound of raised voices echoed through the used alleyways.

He hated Chad. "Jasper, stop it!" I looked at Dane, but nobody dared to separate them. The king was the only one who could give the order, and Jasper's men were too afraid of the Lycan to do it. Even though Chad wasn't using all his potential, he was winning, but Jasper was fighting dirty. My eyes were prickling with tears, afraid for Chad. The realization took me by surprise. When Jasper’s claws slashed Chad's arm one more time, I knew I had to intervene.

he replied, his voice low but unwavering. A faint smile tugged at the corner of Don Chappo’s lips, though it lacked warmth. “I always admired your confidence, but it has a way of getting people killed. You know that, don’t you?” Nathan didn’t flinch. “I’m still standing, aren’t I?” Don Chappo’s eyes darkened for a moment, a flicker of something dangerous flashing across his face. “For now,” he said softly. “But let’s not pretend you’re untouchable. Everyone has a weakness.”

If only we could use a chopper to get there. @Death Wish

I kept hitting him insanely until Daniel back was slammed hard against mirror wall ‘CRACK..... CRACK... Clankxxxx........... CRACK......’ entire wall mirror got shattered into sharp piercing piece Daniel entire face by now had turned into deeper shade or purple and blue, thin streams of blood was oozing out from his forehead , hands and neck... however my anger was not calmed, I was here with intent to kill this motherfucker.... As Daniel struggled to stand up on his feet’s I mercilessly pulled him up by his collars and roughly pushed him down in front of my stepmother, by witnessing the fearful look in her eyes I could tell she herself was scared to death....

she said anxiously and grabbed her glass of wine on the table. “We can point all of this to Ryan,” he said and she shook her head tremendously. “Don't even dare. He has a force guarding him at the moment and I'm afraid of him,” she said and gulped her wine. “Scared of Ryan? He's the only one whom everyone believes could do this,” he said. “And if he's eventually investigated, he might point to Danny and the boys, who will in turn point to us. We can't risk it,” she said, shaking her head in disagreement.

“You’re talking about a long shot and a prolonged journey to the swamps, Mathin. And this is assuming that the old woman wants your help.” His eyes darkened. “The risk of you being caught by her keepers is not one I’m willing to take. Not with your knowledge of the crossing zone between our worlds.” The charmer had the ability to command a man under their influence to do nearly anything, given enough time. Their pheromones twined around the mind, muddied it so much that Haunt would reveal everything they knew about the location of others of their kind, even aiding in their capture. That was what made the charmer so dangerous, and so feared. If one got her hands on Mathin…

“He’s not a good man. You shouldn’t be with him.” “Do I need to get my hands dirty right here for you to understand?” Mr. Hawthorne’s menacing words made Jasmine cry out, “No! No... please, don’t...” She didn’t want anyone else to get hurt, especially Mr. Harper. Jasmine tried to release her hand from his grip, but Mr. Harper immediately said, “I won’t let you go, not ever.” Just as those words were spoken, Mr. Harper was yanked into the pouring rain. His grip on Jasmine was abruptly broken. He received a hard punch to the face, causing him to stumble and fall.