Novel & Cerita Chucky Jake Wheeler

As I dismount, I spot a nervous salesman that approaches me in the parking lot like a goddamn mouse trying to ambush a mountain lion. He reaches his hand out, and I shake it, squeezing firmly enough that he knows who's in charge here, my eyes never leaving his. His face blanches. "Hello, Sir. My name is Jake. C-Can I help you?" he stammers. The way he's shaking, I'm pretty sure he's going to piss his fucking pants any moment. "Yeah, you can actually. I'm looking for a car. Good mileage, very safe, comfortable, sexy. Can fit two...maybe three kids. I don't know, I haven't determined how many we're going to have yet. Oh, also has a wide trunk."

That evening down in Mysticfall, Tyler Dawson entered the stone arch of the Lube mansion, bringing the raw news of Charles Whitaker’s sudden termination with him. "I didn't think Chloe would turn into such a lethal hunter, Ada," Tyler said, cracking the seal on a jar of mountain moonshine and taking a long draw. "The old man was begging on his knees in the snow, but her stick didn't waver once. I find her current scent rather terrifying."

Kasper said but he was confused when he saw Flint become more intense but then, he frowned. "Ha! I can't believe this! I thought she was hiding... What a daring person?! Where did she get her courage to act as if we're just nothing?! She's getting on my nerves! And it pissed me! It seems that she was expecting this to happen. I think... She also already knows your identity." "Hey, what are you talking about?" "That woman! She's Ace, the werewolf hunter!" His sentence made Kasper stunned. 'No way!'