Novel & Cerita Deadman Wonderland Warden

Elize replied. “It's not just because you're forbidden to say anything, Elize,” Lucian said. East looked down the road. Let's talk about it later. Right now, let's concentrate on the mission first. ” Elize took a deep breath. ********** Dark was standing on top of the cargo crane. He will pick up eight souls here in the port area where those men will die in the incident. According to the record of the eight, they are the employees of a large union and Dark knows the name of the union, Black Wolves Tribe. They will not die at the hands of the police but two Dark Phoenix Secret Service officers.

That she wants no slip ups tonight and especially not tomorrow. “Satisfied Legarde?” “Yes.” She motions to them that it was okay to let him pass. As Legarde stepped outside, Marina does not follow. Legarde holds out his hand. “So you won’t be accompanying me to the cave then? I may need your help.” “The day has not come when you need help. I will be watching from my quarters. I am casting the barrier spell from there. Asher, The Warrior Guardian, is a taker of lives. I don’t want mine to be next.”

My best friend, Lauren Riley, was a senior executive at an insurance company. She once told me that after seeing so many payouts, she had heard more than a few stories about husbands killing their wives for the insurance money. Especially women like me—wealthy, with no parents to protect them. I was easy prey for a husband looking to take everything. She had suggested, just to be safe, that I install hidden cameras in my home, aside from the more private areas like the bedroom and bathroom, in case anything ever went wrong.

she asked. The senior guards exchanged uneasy glances, as if deciding who among them should answer. Before any of them could speak, the door to the command room opened. The Warden stepped out, followed by the Vice Warden, who looked deeply troubled and did not immediately notice her presence. “Ah, Lady Commander,” the Warden said, momentarily surprised before quickly composing himself. It had always amazed her that he was said to be older than most of the High Council, yet he looked two decades younger than her father.

They stood frozen as the woman, thought to be lifeless, locked eyes with them. “Who are you?” she asked, her voice breaking the silence. Gradually, she propped herself up and scanned her surroundings. The darkness felt heavy and unsettling, but the men’s expressions were even more chilling as they stared at her. "Where am I?" she asked. When she asked again, the two embalmers collapsed, unconscious on the floor. She blinked and glanced at her bare body, trying to piece together what had happened before she found herself in this strange place. "I was with Martin outside the operating room. I realized my time was running out, so..."

From the doorway the warden entered the room to Bohdan and Cara’s surprise. “What are you doing here warden?” Bohdan asked. “The guard said I had till one.” “I have good news to tell you, I managed to find two more women for you to kill today. I got word from the governor of Wisconsin this morning and he’s willing to send them. The only problem is that they won’t arrive until five. The president is willing to stay late but I want to make sure we put on a great show since we’re making him wait.”

Lewiston exhaled slowly, his face unreadable. “No one endangers what matters and walks away.” ~~~ [•BOSS’S•DOMAIN•DANGER] Death sat in his dark room, screens showing the city, the prison, and even Lewiston’s movements. He picked up the phone and spoke sharply. “Give me an update,” he said. A nervous voice answered, “Sir… the warden is… hesitant. Security is tight.” “Hesitant? That means he can be paid. Don’t fail me.” Death’s lips curved into a thin smile.

For the first time. Someone was overpowering James. Wesley stared in shock. "Who is he?" Orion answered in a whisper. "The Crimson Warden." "The Shadow Dragon's executioner." "No one survives fighting him." James was driven backward. Blood ran from a cut across his cheek. The Crimson Warden smiled beneath his mask. "Weak." James growled and attacked again. This time, black flames erupted from his sword. The Warden met them effortlessly. One strike. James's sword shattered.

We were everywhere, unseen sentinels protecting humanity. At first, guarding and protecting the maiden assigned to me was a relatively simple task. She was quiet and kept mostly to herself. She rarely went out of her house or wandered into dangerous places, except for those times when her boyfriend invited her out for dates or dinners. I watched them closely, always alert, waiting for the danger to reveal itself. So far, the boy’s parents had not yet taken any drastic action to kidnap or hurt the girl. It seemed they were still thinking carefully, planning every detail of their scheme slowly and methodically, ensuring that when they struck, they would do it properly and without leaving trace

I might as well send invites for them to be permanent members of my growing harem. Harley was looking at the inmates playing in the yard, watching them like a predator. Miles was my bodyguard when Maverick wasn’t around, and he took his job very seriously. He wouldn’t let any creature close to me without playing twenty questions first. I was starting to like Harley and Miles, more than I should. A guard marched into the field and he was making his way towards us. The shifter turned his serpent eyes towards me, “Warden wants to see you.”