Chapter 6 Wukong Bosses の小説・ストーリー

She ripped her arm away from Rafael, turned on her high heels, and stormed out of the dining room, the heavy doors slamming shut behind her. A tense silence fell over the table. Mom looked uncomfortable, while Haven reached over to squeeze my hand under the table, her eyes wide with worry. Lukas was vibrating with a lethal, dormant energy, his fists clenched so tight on the table his knuckles were red. "Lukas..." I whispered, but before I could say anything else, the dining room doors burst open again. Cassandra had returned. But she wasn't alone. Standing right behind her were four massive, towering pack warriors, their eyes glowing a menacing amber as they stepped into the room. They looke

I bobbed my head, sucking harder. He moaned, “That's it, suck me.” Saliva dripped down my chin and my jaw ached a little, but the thrill made it worth it. I went back to Luc, alternating. Their cocks filled my mouth one after the other. I felt so dirty and alive.

I screamed before turning to flee from the room. Clearly, Martin had yet to realize what was going on. Still, he followed me right away. The door opened instantly. I could smell a strong stench of copper approaching me rapidly. I couldn't resist turning around to check things out. To my horror, the village chief had already transformed into a monster with eight legs and a human face. He was in the midst of crawling toward Martin and me rapidly. Blood and goo coated the places he crawled, which formed a disgusting and sickening trail behind him.

"So what's the plan, because I doubt the CEO will agree to that. By the way, how was your meeting with him? Did it go well?" Ricky narrowed his eyes to slits, the muscles of his jaw ticking as he got worked up all over again at the memory of how he had been embarrassed and asked to fix an appointment first. Staring straight at the Chinese lady who name was Huan Juan or something else that sounded like that, he answered, "It's a she, the CEO, and a young one at that." He wondered then why he had given them the last detail, for talking about it made his chest clench even more in anger.

W erewolves weren’t myths. They were weapons. And I would be the one to control them. The world would see me as the hero who exposed the monsters hiding among us. I turned away from the burning drum and walked back to my desk, tapping ash from the cigar. The satisfaction felt warm in my chest, almost as good as the old days when Clara used to look at me like I hung the moon. Before she became a problem. A knock sounded at the door. “Come in,” I called.

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.

The presence of all eleven titanic beings alone could suffocate to death even a Beast Lord or a Human King of the Great Completion of Ninth-grade. This was a game between titans and ordinary warriors would serve even less than cannon fodder. "We arrived here first, humans. Begone," said Kong Liqun. "The ancient ruins of Mount Lu do not belong to anyone. If you want the prize inside, you gotta get it with your own ability and luck," Gao Mohan sneered. "We came here first!" the Zombie champion insisted. "And so what," Chu Xun uttered indifferently, "As if the likes of you could undo the magic of the enchantment."

"If you don't want to end up like Ma Shichang, just tell me the truth." Feeling Yang Xiao's raging anger, the security captain was really frightened by Yang Xiao. He quickly said, "Tang Muxue followed Boss Tang to find Boss Wang." "Boss Wang? That Boss Wang?" The uneasiness in Yang Xiao's heart grew stronger. The security captain gulped. "He is the Dragon King, one of the three giants in the Central Plains." "What? Wang Tianlong?" Yang Xiao's expression changed drastically. Although Yang Xiao had been hiding in the Tang Family for five years, he had paid attention to the Central Plains streets.

Hearing Liu Feng’s voice rumbling too close to him, Zen stiffened. “That’s not it…” “Then hurry up,” the blind man clicked his tongue. “Even if Sasha and Oritha can hold up against those zombie bosses, they are at a severe disadvantage. From what I can hear, these bosses will continue to move even if they were minced and boiled.” Liu Feng was right. Zen looked at the battlefield and bit his bottom lip. These corpses did not move voluntarily. Even if they were ripped to shreds, they would continue to move under Mother Mandy’s control.