Dante In Raccoon City 소설 & 이야기

Once within reach, she extends her claws and digs them deep into his ribs. "Bitch!" Dagon cries out in pain, as blood dribbles down his chin. "I have a very special place in the soul realm for you, you will not move on, nor will you ever see the light of day again. You will re-live your crimes again and again, as the victim. You will beg for mercy every day, and receive none," Raven declares as she digs her hands deeper, ripping apart Dagon's chest.

I tried to explain. “I will compensate you and besides I do not see my future wife working in a cafe,” he said and I looked at Mom, she nudged me to come to sit with her. I walked sluggishly and I clenched my fist. I sat beside Mom and stared at this stranger. The man was in a suit and he looked hot and muscular. He gave me the same glare he gave me yesterday but I was more tense and the atmosphere worse. “I am Dante Roma, I am here to help your father.” his voice didn't crack, his voice was thick.

Romeo explained to Dante. “You are right. I guess they are trying to reduce our manpower before the war,” Dante said, nodding his head in agreement. Romeo hugged him and smiled as he asked, “How have you been? You have upgraded I will say. From Beta to an Alpha now,” Dante laughed and nodded his head because it was the truth. He had gone through a promotion season in his life. He had never for once thought that he, a rogue, would one day become an Alpha and rule over a pack. He smiled as he looked towards his wife and mate, Elsa.

Daphne blinked several times to make sure she wasn't dreaming. The man that had always given her sweet torture in her dreams was a real person and was right before her. He stood there, his presence both comforting and unnerving. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "Hey, Short thing." He called. "Short thing?" she asked incredulously, her voice tinged with annoyance. "You shouldn't call me that."

Dante said happily and took my hand as we walk to the race car, “But who's going to be driving us?” I turned to ask them “Over to you bro” Zack threw the key at Dell who caught it immediately “Dell?” I asked in shock “You might not know this but Dell is a racer” Dante whispered to me “Huh?” I gasped unbelievably

and dashed forward. ​Dante shifted mid-air. His massive midnight-black alpha wolf slammed into the front lines of the hoard, his jaws snapping shut around the throat of a beast. Blood sprayed across the dead leaves as the Crimson Claw warriors charged, a sea of fur, fangs, and unbridled violence crashing into the monster horde. ​Back at the pack house, the silence was deafening. ​Rhea sat on the mattress, Dante's words still ringing in her ears, ​“Stay safe. I will be back.”

I kept my cool, though my anger simmered close to the surface. “I was careless,” Dante explained, almost pleading. “I didn't expect…” he trailed off. I raised my hair again, and he flinched. However I only tilted his chin back up to look at me. “Good. You recognize your mistake,” my thumb brushed his cheek, musing internally. He truly was beautiful. If only he could control his strange impulses to annoy me. “Now, tell me. Who is Marcel?” “He’s a colleague. An assassin,” Dante spoke, but his eyes betrayed a veiled emotion I could not read. My ire sparked once more, and I hummed low, almost a grunt.

It was Dante, Aaron’s childhood friend. Dante was one of the mafia bosses controlling the northern area of the city, known for being cold and ruthless. But when he saw Aaron, he stood and opened his arms. “Aaron!” Dante immediately pulled him into a hug. “It’s been a long time. How have you been?” Aaron chuckled. “I’m good, buddy. Looks like you’ve become even more successful.” “It’s nothing. Just family business,” Dante said, gesturing for Aaron to sit. “Come, sit. What do you actually want to talk about? I know you’re not here for small talk.”

No matter how loudly everyone was speaking, Dante was not affected at all. Dante sneered as he held his head high, facing everyone's rage. As those people cursed, Dante cursed right back at them. He did not care about their threats at all. He merely regarded everyone there as cockroaches in the sewers. How could cockroaches challenge him?

Scorpion tried to advise him even though he was afraid. Dante didn’t look up. Instead he slid the magazine into the gun. Click. “I’m not in the mood to act right tonight.” just shut up and drive ---------- Dante shot into the air as they drove.. boom....🔫 boom💥 💥 💥 🔫🔫 boom💥 💥 💥 🔫🔫🔫 Screams and sounds of gunshots filled the air, as people ran for their lives. there was chaos on the street of Rome, but Dante cared less. He was determined to capture his mother and torture out the truth from her.