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“Whatever-the-fuck. Anyway, I been watchin’ from here almost every night since then and he’s always gone real late on Wednesday nights. I’m goin’ in there and I’m bustin’ inta that stone chest . . . ” He reached behind him, unzipped his backpack and pulled out a short-handled, hand-held sledgehammer. He hefted it, like he was Thor and it was Mjölnir. “I’m bustin’ in there and gettin’ that box and I’m crushin’ all those tiles to fuckin’ powder. I dunno how I know it, but I do. Dad’s soul is trapped in them things, and I’m gonna let it out.”

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

It was a relationship I never cheered on because Tim was already recruited into my special squad, which sole objective was to hunt down hardened criminals so high up on the blacklist and I wasn't going to condole any sentiment. "Jack Raymond, what'd you say I slice open her scalp, " the Butcher said and then sent out a burst of ear-piercing laughter. "Let her go. I'll do anything you want. Just let her go. " "Oh, Sorry. Too late. The time for pleas has gone, it's been a while since I've had a good slash anyway. Perhaps I could make up for that with this Beauty. "

Furthermore, because of his defensive abilities, Jose went on and on and on until he finally became James Buero's confidant. Until then at some point, Jose becomes a friend and best friend that James really trusts. There was a strange but strong bond of friendship between the two of them. Jose will not betray James and vice versa. Jose was only seventeen years old at the time, but his training and harsh life had shaped him into what he is now; a formidable killer who is scary to anyone who knows him. A mysterious assassin who is always known as the Slayer. The Slayer is very feared because he never fails in carrying out his mission, no matter how difficult it is. Everyone would die if they w

The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon. Alpha Isaac. “Did you really think I was going to just let you leave like that? All these years I’ve kept you safe and well looked after. This is how you think it’s ok to repay me?” He was furious to say the least. I tried my best to hold back the tears but I was afraid, my body trembled as he stepped towards me. Standing only a few metres from my side. “You disgust me.” He spat in my face and forced me to my knees. The pain making me cry out loudly, causing him to then slap me around the face.

she screams in desperation. I like that, the more she screams, the more satisfaction I get. Now more than ever, I want to rip out her extensions. "This is so you learn not to get involved where you shouldn't," without thinking, I give her a hard slap, turning her face to the side. My chest rises and falls. I gasp hard. One slap wasn't enough, since she continued to throw punch after punch. I don't care if I kill her, but the good thing about all this is that I'm doing a charity.

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet. Brand shook his head another scream was silenced as he ripped out another throat. The blood dripped from his long snout as he took a breath and looked around him. Leather-clad warriors lay around him, some with eyes open staring at the sky as if looking for the Valkyries coming to take them to Valhalla. Brand snorted. Good luck. He couldn't believe the gods would want any of these followers of a deranged leader in their feasting halls.

" I am Doom! And will forever be Doom, No one crosses my path unless he desired death and chaos, I have been Absorbing Galaxies and Planets for Centuries now, This time when I Lord Doom has finally gain control over this Reality " " Reality will fall "

I just couldn't wrap my mind around what it is but please can someone tell me why I'm so demn scared. His eyes locked on mine, burning like fire under ice. “Doom has begun.” And instead of disappearing like some mystery ghost-man, he stepped closer. One step. Two. The air thickened with him, pressing against me. My body screamed run, but my legs betrayed me. I stood there like an idiot, frozen in place. Typical. Up close, he was worse. Too perfect. Too intense. His face looked carved, sharp angles and tired eyes that didn’t belong to anyone ordinary. He smelled faintly like rain and something sharper, something that made my stomach twist.