Combatants Will Be Dispatched Volume 7 Novels & Stories

But he was stopped by Jeffrey. "Audrey, be good and come home with me." With a command in his tone, Jeffrey always felt that I was the one making a scene. He tried to take me out of Kash's arms. Kash refused. "Mr. Chaney, this is Audrey's home." "Audrey? Since when you could call her name? Is that your reason for quitting?" Kash resigned? I tilted my head, but all I could see was his angular lower jaw. We were in a stalemate. Joanna suddenly screamed out in pain, "Mr. Chaney, I'm hurting so much."

Ray and Adam, one of my warriors, were behind me. My eyes were resting on the vampires ahead of me. My wolf howled at me to rip their faces off. He was a dangerous hothead. I leaped in the air, almost above their heads. My wolf was strongest with angel blood running through my veins. Vampires were prepared to attack. But I was already taking them down. I ripped the throat first, I arched in the air, bare my underbelly to the sky. I tore another head, swiveling my neck. I felt cold hands around my belly to take me down. Ray and Adam took them down, tearing their throats, and arms. I ripped the throat of the last one. I willed myself not to tear them into pieces.

HEY EVERYONE, BEFORE YOU BEGIN JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES AND SWEAR WORDS, SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! THANK YOU! ****** Shane "Sir we have a problem." I looked up from my desk and glared at one of my guards standing in front of me by the doorway while shuffling on his feet. I slowly placed my pen down on top of the pile of paperwork spread all over my desk and saw the guards eyes followed my every movement while swallowing.

“Come on, Scarlett, we’re all playing it. Don’t be embarrassed.” I raced around the corner to see Silver tugging her to a circle in the middle of the living room. I let Vanessa go to pull Scarlett close to my side. “What’s the game?” I snarled. He grinned at me. “7 minutes in heaven.” “No!” Scarlett looked up at me from under her eyelashes. “It’s okay, Osprey. Everybody is playing.” Fury raged through me as I already started plotting the revenge I was going to take on Silver. I knew what he wanted. It was the same thing every other male in the vicinity would want when they saw her, but she was mine. Mine, dammit.

"I can’t like someone who declared war on me. But I won’t let him win that easily. This is my territory, and I know everything about the company—he won’t be able to." "Good luck with that, girl. Just remember that the deal is to get along, not kill each other while living together. That’s the only way you’ll each get half. It’s that or nothing," she said. "I have to go, Amanda. We’ll talk later." "Take care," I got into the car and headed back home. God, my head hurts. That tea didn’t have the desired effect. When I got home, I was stunned by what I saw. There was a moving truck unloading furniture and decorations and taking them into my house.

My gaze was sharp enough to send chills down anyone's spine. "And that alone is enough for me." The man stared at me in horror. For the first time, he realized the rumors were true. I was a devil in human skin... a heartless, merciless predator. And once I decided someone was a threat, they either disappeared... or learned to live in fear. I walked back to the couch and sat down. "Take him out of my sight." My voice carried irritation while my expression was indifferent. The bodyguards immediately grabbed the trembling man.

“Open up! Sonia screamed, banging the door. He looked at Rose as she was fidgeting. “Undress, you bitch! Don’t let me tear this dress,” he said coldly. Robin was huge, compared to the other bodyguards. He had the physique of a monster, having a lot of scars on his face. He watched Rose undress, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Take this shit!” he said, throwing the cleaner’s robe at her. “The only reason I’m not tapping that ass of yours is because I only follow instructions from my boss,” Robin hissed and walked out.

Brodie's urgent cry spurred action as he lunged toward a fallen Blood Specter. Garrison soldiers swiftly joined the fray, confronting the specters. As the commanding officer, Ash swiftly ordered the highest-level alarm activation. The city's alarm bells blared, striking fear into even the distant residents. A Blood Specter, standing three meters tall with four arms, clashed with Brodie. Despite Brodie's efforts, the specter’s resilience proved formidable. It retaliated, clawing a gash into Brodie's hand. "These creatures are formidable. Their strength rivals my own!" Ash, fighting nearby, shouted. And his sentiment resonated among the soldiers, who found themselves similarly outmatched in co

The war room had become their world, a chaotic and brilliant maelstrom of strategy, firepower, and vengeance. Amara and Dante, a formidable partnership forged in the crucible of betrayal and loss, were a single, unstoppable force. Their combined empires, a brutal mix of old-world intimidation and new-world technology, were a terrifying symphony of destruction. They were a hurricane of power, a force of nature that tore through the global cartel's defenses, one meticulously planned strike at a time. The final war, a brutal, uncompromising clash of two worlds, was in full swing.

It had been too long since I had last felt the exhilarating rush of battle, the adrenaline coursing through my veins like wildfire. "Beta Williams," I called out, my voice steady despite the tumult of emotions raging within me. "It's time to begin." Williams stepped forward, his presence a reassuring anchor in the storm of uncertainty that threatened to engulf me. "Yes, my Lord," he replied, his tone respectful yet tinged with an undercurrent of determination. We circled each other warily, the tension palpable in the air as we prepared to engage in combat. Williams was a formidable opponent, his skill matched only by his unwavering loyalty to me and the pack.