Chopper Cries Novels & Stories

Out of instinct, Zhou Tian did not even have time to look back. He jumped forward and flew out two or three meters. Then, Zhou Tian rolled on the spot and stood up. Looking back, Zhou Tian was really shocked. He saw that the girl who was crying just now had a chopper in her hand. The posture of waving the chopper had not yet come back! This girl wants to kill me? Zhou Tian's eyes widened. He had never dreamed that this gentle girl would kill him...

A small fly wouldn’t be able to escape this situation, much less a human. On the other hand, these fighters were all energized and fired up. They clutched their knives and steel pipes tightly, their eyes carrying murderous glints. With just one word from Chopper, they would all charge together and instantly get rid of these good-for-nothings. Chopper walked up with a smile and said, “Tyson Woods, George Zabel, Old Niner. Seeing as you’re all from the underworld as well, I’ll forgive you if you kneel before me…”

Everything I had fought for …the escape, the slaps, the tiny spark of control crashed down around me in the roar of the chopper blades. This evil bitch had come for me.

The loud cry tore out of my chest. PRRRRRAAAA! The chains in my hand broke free.

"Say that one more time!" Juniper was frightened properly. Hyperventilating, she pleaded with Chloe in an unsteady voice. "Chloe, please stop. You're hurting me. Please stop—Ahhhh!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as Chloe stabbed the shard into her flesh, leaving a slash on her inner thigh, and then the object of torture was back to her face. "Say it! Call me a liar one more time, you bitch!" Chloe shrieked furiously.

He looked away and just focused on walking. We were busy walking until we heard animal cries, and that is when we saw a group of animals running down the mountain. I was about to turn around but I felt a shake on the ground. This isn't good. I grabbed Zale and started running towards the foot of the mountain, I stopped, looked at him, and asked, "Can you fly?" He nodded and I did the same and jumped on the tree leaving him on the ground. "Do you want to die or what? Jump and summon your wings!" I ordered him, he doesn't know what was going on. Since he lives far away from the mountains, of course, he wouldn't know what to do when there is a landslide bound to happen.

I say and we hear a distant sound of chopper's blade. I see from the room on the terrace that the chopper is coming and Ryan kisses my hand and goes out. I don't go out as I am wearing a dress which does hide my belly bump nicely but the wind of the chopper can unveil my secret way earlier than necessary as nobody would believe I have a big tummy because of food not baby.

Andrea asked while Dominic knowingly squeezed his eyes shut and exhaled a sigh. "Damn it! This guy..." Dominic whispered to himself and trailed off, but then, there was a discreet smile on his lips. On the other hand, Tyler was fuming. Hunter gripped the handle above him in the chopper and leaned halfway out so everyone could see him clearly. He hung there for a while, his hair whipping across his eyes in the furious gusts of the blades, giving him a dangerously handsome look. Tyler could see the outline of Hunter's mouth lifting into a snicker as he tossed a mocking salute at him as if to say— Goodbye, loser. Then the chopper lifted off higher in the sky. It vanished from their view. Once g

I would not falter in the face of this monstrous adversary. I struggled against my pack members who were holding me back. I could hear the sounds of fighting all around me, but one sound stood out—a loud thud followed by a cry of pain. My heart raced as I called out Chloe's name, fearing for her safety. I turned my head and saw a figure attacking Chloe with a powerful blow. She fell to the ground, and I was filled with horror and disbelief. I couldn't comprehend what I was seeing. "No!" I shouted in desperation, my voice echoing through the courtyard.

“That… That!” Maverick’s expression turned darker. He effortlessly raised the chopper. Mr. Hunt trembled and quickly cried out in fear. “I’ll talk. I’ll talk… Ahhhh!” Mr. Hunt yelled out in pain—breaking the prison calm—as the chopper made contact with his index finger and cruelly separated it from his hand. The pain was so intense that Mr. Hunt felt as if he were going to die. “Ahhh!” He kept crying, and blood spurted out of his dismembered finger.