Novelas y relatos de Dead Pool

They were bidding for his head. The Deep Blue was a society of people who lived underground. All of them were influential individuals. All of them were millionaires who had striven by doing evil things: drugs, politics, religion, loan sharking, and even human trafficking. He had heard about this group long ago, but this was the first time he saw how things were done inside their lair! He thought they were a hoax, but they weren't. They were there, enjoying how they were playing with his life like he was just a piece of artifact. In short, 'He. Was. In. Hell'. The buzz sounded again, blinding him a little when the number on the screen changed. He wanted to escape. He would if he could. Howeve

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

"I have called you all here today to discuss an urgent matter." The elders looked at him with anticipation, wondering what could be so important. "I have discovered that Darell, the Alpha of the Coven pack, has taken a vampire mate," Fred announced. The elders gasped in shock, knowing that it was forbidden for werewolves and vampires to mate. "This is a clear violation of our laws, and it must be dealt with," Fred continued. "I have consulted with an old man who told me that the only way to kill a vampire is by stabbing their heart or cutting off their head."

I’ll be coming for him tomorrow Jason can have another day off. As we are wiping down the mat I notice a group of men deep in discussion still hanging about, scars trail up their arms to their shirt sleeves. A handful even have them on their faces. They must be Blood Moon pack warriors. No one else has warriors that tall, large, and ruthless. Dad clears his throat and I get back to our task at hand and help him carry the mat inside. Once put away we head home. I wave goodbye to Hudson and Bailey and walk with dad.

“This is the last time I am asking!” Kevin started laughing an evil laugh, “Your girlfriend’s old place. He built it back up and there is an underground tunnel you will never find!” Kevin laughed as blood spewed from his mouth. The blood on the ground was pooling up and running down the drain as he took his last breath. After a minute, his body slumped over and Kevin was dead. “Alrighty boys. Have fun cleaning that up and I suggest you wear gloves.” Kyle said as he smiled at me.

He truly is a Valhalla. Mark Yule may look calm and kind on the outside, but he doesn't get the nickname Valhalla from nothing. Valhalla is commonly known as a place you go when you die, a place that dead warriors go. Mark used to be that place. With his medical knowledge and psychopathic traits, he is a figure people fear so much yet respect at the same time, some even call him the grim reaper. No one can tie him down unless he wants it. Even me and Dex can't predict when will he turn his back and stab us from behind. Mark used to be a lone wolf, a hitman. He is called the sanctuary for the dead. He is like a warrior full of justice yet his justice is biased to his own judgment.

The arrows keep piercing the air, killing monsters, but they are nearly ran out of arrows and the Reapers seems like in infinite number. A Reaper got through and caught an earth Badblood. It's claw sunk deep to her shoulder. The poor girl's eyes bulged in pain, scream trapped on her throat, and the Reaper tore her body in two. Blood sprayed all over and organs littered on the ground. "Yela!" Nysel cried, looking horribly at the girl's dead body. Nysel screamed and flew down towards the Reaper like an arrow. She landed near the Reaper and slashed her sword at the monster. The Reaper hissed in pain as it comes back to the abyss. Another Reaper came through and Nysel met it with her sword.

"I'm a gold digger like that." "Oh, oh, sorry!" "Yeah, I've been drugging you everyday. You're dying a slow death. By this time next year, you'll be dead!!" "Damn it! I should've known from the start!" They shared a good laugh. They laughed at themselves and each other. Their laughter only ceased several seconds later. "Ready to catch a wave?" Damien enquired once they stopped laughing. He grabbed a surfboard as Ashleigh replied, "Oh I'm ready, last time we were here though you kept falling off your board."

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

Once it told her where she could find the rest of her daughter. “In gullets,” it had said. “Building the bones of strong animals. Feeding the universe. Decaying with the leaves.” “That’s lovely,” she had told the voice in her dream, and then it wrapped around her neck like a lover’s hands and tried to strangle her. “I’m back,” she answered him now. “You ran off so quickly before that I wasn’t sure I would see you again.” Casual. Nonchalant. Simply a murderer unknowingly talking to his victim’s mother, after all. A warm sunny day in the poor district of the city.