Defending Your Life Review の小説・ストーリー

His blazer sprawled out beside him, revealing the intricate sewing inside and beautiful pattern that only a rich school could afford. I flipped to the next page and read on. To: thunder11god@g***l.com From: marcarandia69@g***l.com Subject: Reason 'The gun was taken for a reason, why should my father and I go against the law we protect so firmly just to play happy family with you again?? Unless you provide a clear and good enough reason as to why you'd like the weapon back, it's a no.'

That was until I saw the gun in one of his buddy's hands, aiming at Julian's back. The world tilted for a second. Up became down and down became up. I was taught that the moment you saw danger, you defended yourself. No matter what the cost, as long as it wasn't your life, you defended your own. Any wolf would do the same, if they still had their honor. Sprinting into fight mode, I chugged my drink in a gulp and shattered the glass on a table next to me. The bottom was still in my hand when I caught up with Mr. Gun-man. Once he realized I was next to him, the glass was already shoved deeply into his throat. Blood sprayed onto the next attacker, but I side stepped Mr. Gun-man easily and let t

She stepped aside, stuck her leg out, and tripped the other woman. Michelle fell flat on her face, and when she tried to get up, Crystal pushed her back down with her foot. “What is your problem?” asked Crystal. “I saved your life, but you want to kill me?” Nancy grabbed Crystal’s arm and said, “Be careful. You are going to get us into trouble.” “Why?” Crystal pressed down on Michelle’s back and said, “We have a right to defend ourselves.” “I’m afraid that Paul might not see it that way...”

"I can generally take a lot of crap these days, but there's still times my anger can take over. I can usually allow many things to slide, but If it protects people I care about I'll kill for it without second guessing myself." Daphne and Alison thought back to their kidnapping ordeal. They didn't doubt his resolve in the least, but most of all they were aware it was for the sake of survival and refused to judge him. For instance, if you see someone bullying or physically harming someone either mentally slower, or physically unable to defend themselves, and a random stranger comes to the victims defense, would you judge the person who put their self at risk for the victim the same way you wou

he said, not exactly a question. “I’m okay. Chloe’s okay. Ghost is hurt but stable. Maddox was shot…” “I know. Already checked on him. He’ll be fine. The bullet didn't hit any of his vitals.” Jaxon’s grip tightened. “You fought well today. You held your position and saved lives.” “I killed people,” I said quietly. “You defended yourself and others,” he corrected, his voice low and firm. “There’s a difference. A big one. And I’m so damn proud of you, for being strong enough to do what needed to be done.”

The sight of them—safe, whole, and blissfully unaware of the gold pistol snapped in Rome—was the only thing that kept the darkness in his mind from swallowing him whole. Caro set the gun on the wooden table and began to peel the charcoal suit jacket from his shoulders. She didn't ask what happened in Rome. She didn't need to. The way he held his shoulders told her everything. The "Defender" had returned, but he had brought a shadow back with him. "The Board won't stop at the Valentis," Caro said, her voice low as she dipped a cloth into a basin of water. She began to wipe the plaster dust from his neck. "They’ll see this as an escalation. They’ll tighten the noose."

The security personnel there refused to let me in. The security guard laughed when he saw me. “Why, isn’t this Mr. Schultz, who tried to badmouth Mr. Jordan out of jealousy? Ms. Hanson really is quite magnanimous. She only fired you instead of having your reputation as a lawyer ruined. You can still find work.” I did not bother to respond to this. I looked at the security guard and said, “Let me in. I’ll leave after I pick up my things.” “I’m sorry. I only take orders from Ms. Hanson and Mr. Jordan.”

Instead, he did something that left me speechless. He defended me. Publicly. In a press conference, in front of the entire city, he dismissed every accusation with cold precision, his voice leaving no room for doubt. “Athena Wilder is under my protection. Any attack on her is an attack on me. If you value your lives, I suggest you choose your next words carefully.” My breath caught as I watched the broadcast from the confines of our penthouse. His words were a declaration—a warning—and something dangerously close to a claim.

I was speechless. “There’s no going back from taking a human life. No matter if it’s self-defense, no matter if you had no other choice, or even if the person truly deserves it. Killing someone isn’t a thing you can take back. It changes you forever," he continued. "I dream about his mother’s sobs and when I can’t sleep at night, I picture the man’s face. This is something that will haunt you forever. Even if it seems like a good idea right now. Even if it is all you can think about. Murdering someone is a choice, especially the way you plan on doing it. Don’t forget that you always have a choice, Audry.”

Rex stood in front as four other officers entered the house, “Miss Kylie and Mr. Andre, you both are under arrest for the attempted murder of Mr. Jaylen..” “Hold on, Rex what are you saying? They didn't do it; there is no evidence, and one eyewitness doesn't mean anything,” for the first time, I saw myself defending someone who wanted to kill me. Normally, I would have handled the case and made the person suffer in the underground room, I would have made the person a living corpse for betraying me, I would have made the person wish she was dead rather than being alive right now, but here I was defending her. I had grown soft for her.