Dying Light 2 Prologue Novels & Stories

📌Gamma's Game An agreement, a claim, a fate Diana Marchand knows that her father wanted her to be the next Luna by arranging a marriage to future Alpha. But it all went down the drain when the Alpha found his true mate. Now a free woman to make her own choices, she dis not count for a man with green eyes and black hair to stumble her way instead.

"On such a happy day, I've got to give you a proper gift." Eric's voice was icy. "Ever since you came back and started causing trouble, you stopped being my good friend. And Wendy, if you keep trying to take my clients, I'll have the police on you for that time you pushed me into the water!" Thomas just burst out laughing. "No need for you to worry, I've already called the cops, and I've got solid proof right here." With that, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and showed everyone a video.

Madchen gestured to the other men, including Drago. “Yes, Madchen,we are,” Drago pulled her by her shoulders, making her face him,”Adam is my twin,” Madchen nodded her head. Now that they stood side by side, she could see the uncanny resemblance. She put her head down, completely overwhelmed by the truth before her. “Why are you here, brother?” Drago asked in a threatening tone,”You weren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow?” “Sorry, Drago,” Adam huffed, “I found out some new info on your would-be assassin and I wanted to tell you in person. I didn’t realize you hadn’t told her yet.”

I could taste metallic blood in my mouth. All I could see was the face of a man running towards us, or maybe I was dreaming. We have a man in our sights. Though his light was so bright. Had I died? Was I in heaven? With all I’d done in life, I couldn’t be there. But still, his actual face, the light that surrounded him.... It was like we were in two different worlds. Him in the light and me... I watched his angelic face as slowly the last drop of energy faded, giving way to darkness. THE END

He puts his front paws on my thighs as I scratch his ears. "His claws," Death says slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up I look at my thighs and see his claws pierced through my jeans and into my skin where blood was spilling. My thighs heal within seconds and I look at Death who looks surprised "We have things to do tomorrow, so your friend has to go home soon," he tells me I nod and Mika and I go inside his room. Cerberus lays his head on my lap and Mika and I talk about things.

I willed them to fight for me, and they became extensions of my arms and my soul. I slashed through the darkness with the Aurora sword. Beams of light broke through it. I aimed for Mila. I slashed through her but her image dissipated in the clouds. I spun through the clouds with the two swords. The Aurora Sword broke the clouds apart. The Night Sword sucked the darkness in. Mila appeared by the stairs. Darkness snaked out of her and around the throats of each of the brothers. "Come with me or they all die." I froze in the middle of the bar. "Stop it."

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

This is one of the highest techniques of sword techniques. Dark Fist Of The Nether, a technique that makes one's fist possess the Yin Element that comes from the Nether Realm. Possessing a cruel power as the Yin Element is corrosive, this technique is usually cultivated by someone of the Demon Race. One of the Gods got this technique book by chance, which was the reason why this technique was in Xiao Long's head.

He’s not involved in any of this. "Interesting," Adrian said, his eyes darkening with a hidden fire. "That is my proposal. I want him. I want a marriage contract. I will clear every cent of your debt, I will give you the money you need to stay afloat, and I will keep the banks away from your door. In exchange, you give me your son. He moves into my house. He takes my name. He belongs to me." "You want Luca?" Dante shouted, standing up. "He’s just a kid! He has nothing to do with the war between us!"

She was the only one who could shed light on their daughter’s fate and the mysterious prophecy that seemed to entwine her life with the Moonlit pack. As they drove through the city streets, the tension in the car was palpable. Leonora’s mind raced with questions and fears, while Elio’s hands gripped the steering wheel with white-knuckled intensity. They were both terrified of what they might learn, but they also knew that they had to face the truth and their past, no matter how difficult it might be. Finally, they arrived at the Oracle’s hidden sanctuary, a small apartment tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. They knocked on the door, their hearts in their throats as they waited for he