Novel & Cerita Game Protect The President

With these once again, Hwa Young and President Mies has garnered a lot of doctors and nurse followers on their Social Media account. Then at this moment another peak of the show comes in again, bad news, President Mies personal bodyguard comes in with another bodyguard in his arm, the woman bodyguard is severely injured with a gunshots on her leg and it looks very serious. This has made a lot of people gasp and worries once again, it was a dramatic scene as they saw the woman bodyguard wails in pain and President Mies face turned serious.

It was a huge shock even the president stops what he is doing and watch as the news features it. The BLKQ gaming company has release some videos indicating the falsification of all the complaints againts the group stating all the lies that the company made to clear their hands on the scandal. They even mention and show the video of Ashley signing with the contract on the company facing the president without her mask, indicating that the president knew that she was a girl from the start and the company have been lying through the statement.

The implications were staggering. Jake immediately uploaded his footage to his station's server and called his news director. "You're not going to believe what I just captured," Jake said, his voice shaking with excitement and fear. "I have video of the President being rescued from inside the cartel building." In their surveillance van, Marcus watched the live feed from one of his hidden cameras positioned near the west exit. He saw Jake Morrison filming, saw the military team evacuating with the President clearly visible, saw the moment when the reporter realized what he had captured.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t notice this.” Devyn put her cigarette on the ashtray and stood from her seat. She took her coat and bag. “Let’s go. I want to see what happened.” Kiel put on his coat, and the two of them headed down. In the control room, the guard that was assigned to watch the parking lot trembled when he saw the president herself. He offered a seat and quickly played the video from earlier. “This is the only one that’s clear.” the guard paused the video that was taken in the entrance of the parking lot with a bright light.

"Garrett’s website crashed three times from the traffic. People are downloading the map of pack territories like it is a treasure map." "What about the government?" Kael asked. He was pacing the room. His Alpha aura was agitated filling the small space with static energy. "Silent," Dorian said. "The President has not made a statement yet. But the National Guard has been mobilized in three states. They are setting up checkpoints around the known territories." "They are boxing us in," I said. "They are waiting for us to make a mistake." Gamma Seth burst into the room. He was out of breath. He held a walkie talkie in a white knuckled grip.

"Theo, the Senate just saw your stream. The vote is canceled. 71 to 29 against the classification. You are not a threat. You are... you are protected citizens, effective immediately. Colonel Reeves has been relieved of duty." The pack behind us howled — real howls, human mouths, loud. Karl pulled me into his side and kissed my temple right on live TV. The chat lost its mind. Marcus stood up, formal. "Then as a protected people, we request a meeting with the President." Senator Lee laughed, surprised. "I'll see what I can do, Alpha." The stream ended at 18.4 million viewers. We sat there for a second in the sudden quiet, just breathing.

No matter what age or gender can't be spared in the least. Even those who can't protest were caged like animals just so the dominion could use them as they please. What a typical 'conqueror' gameplay. He played this sort of games at times but since he felt this was something that he couldn't handle, he quitted. However, the knowledge and experience of playing such games led him to know some of the important points. One, the big nations always have some sort of feud. Of course, they'd fight for power and influence.

Outraged with the blunt betrayal towards their hero and president, a man pushed his way beyond the president's special forces and ran with all his power, his hand was fisted in front of him, he was running like a madman aiming to hit the face of the traitor. "Fire" Amalthea whispered to the core of the Earth, a ball of fire the size of a torch immediately burnt the running man's hand before it reached the face of the cook, the man fell holding his wrist and cried in agony. "ARGHHH MY HAND MY HAND!" While the man had no idea what had hit him, the president touched right below his ear and gave a quick order, his special forces immediately pushed the crowd a few more steps behind. Amalthea's wa

The room was shocked; he was too fast for them to react. The security guard, who had his weapon stolen, was speechless. His speed and reactions were already fast due to years of training, but Edward was even faster than him. "Protect the President and the First Lady!" The group of security guards instantly formed a barricade around them. "Lower your weapon!" They also drew their guns and aimed them at Edward. Edward ignored them and focused on the security guard in front of him. The barrel of the gun touched the security guard's temple; he could see Edward's finger on the trigger. The security guard was confused; he didn't expect Edward to do something like this.

I could feel his eyes burning holes in my back till I closed the door. I released a breathe I didn’t even know I was holding, No Job after all, tears were threatening to fall but I was holding it back. I sighed and walked out the hall way. I saw Mr.Dan walking past but he paused “Good luck Miss.” He said and I smiled “Thank you and good bye.” I replied him and walked into the elevator. Who would have known that my one night stand would come back to hunt me? More importantly who would have known that my one night stand is actually the President of Ashford fucking company? I got out of the elevator and walked straight towards the receptionist since I would be passing there out the company. My