Novel & Cerita Fnaf Twisted Ones Graphic Novel

"I'm more like A****n. Big and inevitable." He shrugs, grinning. I keep looking out the window, thinking about poor Riker Corgan. As the first man to sell to me, he's painting a target right on his chest, one that I hope Paul is smart enough to ignore. Corgan's not the real enemy. Though men like Paul can't always tell the difference.

he complimented taking my bag. “Ouch” Keren complained when Kit threw the bag and weapon he is holding towards her. “Do not shift into your wolf and ride on me” Kit said before taking off his t-shirt throw it again to Keren before shifting into his wolf. Keren, on the other hand, was delighted to ride on him when he bent down for her to climb up on his back. “Give me your bags” Keren stretched her arms towards Ralf and Jen. “Give me yours” Idris took Ralf’s bag.

"N-no… please, Mr. Grant. I- I don't know a thing. S-someone ordered me to hijack the truck yesterday with my men—" "Ahh, your men. Just so you know, the sharks are enjoying them right now." Those statements were casual, but the smirk on his lips seemed like borrowed from the devil who had just fed with guilty souls. No, he is more than that. He is vicious and cunning. "It was men with moon tattoo! I don't know who they are or what they were, but they threatened my gang, and we got no choice but followed their orders!" he cried hysterically. Blood was gushing from his mouth, mixed with the tears streaming from his eyes.

CHAPTER 2:SO DARK AND BROODING *SOPHIA* "This is one sexy little bitch"A huge man hovered above me while two others tied up my hands. They had taken me to the other part of the alley and I was scared as hell. "Bones, don't you think we should get outta here,you heard the gunshots, right?"One of the men asked. Bones? The name was just as twisted as he looked. "C'mon... nothing serious might've happened.It might just be some few assholes testing out their weapons.Are you willing to let this bitch go for some fucking noise?"Bones asked.

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He swung in his chair countless times… Tapping the mahogany desk by his long beautiful fingers… Waiting for one phone call… It was almost two pm … That’s why he almost was worried, they were going to do this an hour ago, what was taking them so long..? He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his phone vibrating on the table… “finally ”he muttered Then picked it up “tell me you did it” he spoke calmly as if he wasn’t worried “Sir.. “Jafar...” he groaned already knowing they did not complete their job “I’m sorry sir...but I wanted your confirmation. Are you sure, We are to attack the east market today…?”Jafar asked

A file contained a list of a few mercenaries who worked for Harper, who was behind many of the attacks around the world. Her mercenaries were also behind abducting humans and handing them to Shaw to have them turned into werewolves. Although she wasn’t directly connected, she was just as guilty. One group of mercenaries was recently contracted to go after my father. Anger flared through me to the point where I felt as if I was going to lose control over myself. Pushing away from my desk, I tried to calm myself in case I let out a surge of electricity. Although Shaw was our biggest threat, the Quinn family and the mercenaries needed to be dealt with.

The first words on it makes me blink twice…I haven't seen this name in a long time, it's a name that it seems like everyone but me has forgotten. Journal of Gerald Adams, leader of the Phoenix mafia clan. I look at it and look back up at uncle Vito…he's fucking with me. “Go on” he says and I flip through the pages, skimming through heart gripping details of a mafia underworld, of drug dealers and hired killers…all written in my father's unique and irreplicable handwriting. “What the fuck…?“ I whisper, hands shaking as I stare at a picture of my father holding a gun to an already dead man's head and a writing under it:

The door opened before she could knock, and her mother gasped out. "Sharon!!" Mrs. Miller's hands came to her mouth and her voice shook with so much emotion. Sharon grinned weakly. "Hi, Mom, I am back home." Chapter 1: Homecoming "Sharon!?" Her mother gave her a tight hug, she was careful and avoided pushing Ethan on her arms. "Oh, darling, you're back! Look at you and who is this young prince?." Sharon's mother replied full of excitement. "This is Ethan," Sharon softly stated. “Your grandson.”