Novel & Cerita Hatchet Book Chapter 13

A loud howl echoed through the forest. Close. Far too close. The injured woman began shaking. Ronan moved toward the door. His hand dropped to the knife at his belt. Another howl followed. Then another. Then dozens more. Surrounding the cabin. A cold knot formed in Seraphina's stomach. Because whatever was out there... Had already found them. End of Chapter Three

Sebastian lunged forward, plunging his bare, violet-glowing hand directly into the shattered opening of the Executioner's golden chest plate, reaching for the detonating core itself. (End of Chapter 145)

He helplessly shook his head and muttered in a low voice, "I can't believe you made me come here, Derrick." Derrick let out a low chuckle. He turned to his youngest sibling and patted him on the shoulder and replied, "You are stuck in it, brother." Thyra who heard Derrick speak turned to look at Arnold with a sly smile on her face as she mouthed, "I told you so," "Mum, look at that! That's the moon, it's slowly appearing." Thyra's excited voice sprang out once more, as she gazed through the gaps created by the trees through which the glow of the moon slipped through.

And curiosity, in my world, always ended in blood. END OF CHAPTER 1

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "I found it, I found it!" Chardon shouted excitedly, i rushed to him and attempted to grab the herb in his hands but he shook me off, walked towards Catori and handed the herb to her. "This is it, right?" He asked, "Yes, let's leave"

As I stood there, the weight of four brothers' futures resting on my shoulders, I couldn't shake the feeling that no matter what I chose, someone would end up hurt. Little did I know, the choice was about to be taken out of my hands in the most brutal way possible. The next morning, I woke to the sound of shouting. As I raced out of my room, I saw pack members running towards the main hall, fear and confusion on their faces. I pushed my way through the crowd, my heart racing. As I entered the hall, I stopped short, horror washing over me.# Chapter 133: Unrequited Love Avy

They were nearing the end of the valley and yet they still hadn’t seen their scouts report back. They should have returned by now. Harper became even more alert as she drew her weapon and raised her shield. Just as they reached the end of the valley and the fog had begun to look they say a body strung up to a pole. Harper rushed forward only to find it was George’s body no longer alive he has a deep gash across his chest.

Heather snorted and said, “However, have you thought it through? I’ll kick you out of the Riggs family, and you’ll lose your arms while your beloved man is broke. How will you survive later without your bread and butter?” “You know nothing about love. You’ll never understand!” Hannah was indifferent. Heather looked at Chump, and a glinting knife dropped onto the floor with a clang. “You agreed so readily. You think you can reattach your arms after I cut them off?” Lily frowned as she looked at the knife, which she knew was sharpened, judging by its blade. She turned her gaze to Heather and saw her severe, unblinking expression. “I’ll do it myself!” Hannah exclaimed and bent over to pick up t

Black spots burst in my vision and my arms floundered at my sides, pounding against the ground to find the knife that I dropped. Victory seemed so near, yet so far, when my fingertips grazed the bottom of the handle that had been buried under loose chippings. But I only succeded in pushing it away. Rachel reared her head back in a keening howl, then plunged, sinking her canines into the base of my neck, cutting through my skin in a painful explosion and clamping her jaws down hard.

I was still confused about what the hell Heather was doing in the forest. I looked up at Harriet about to ask when I noticed the romance novel cover in front of me. Matt was holding Harriet’s hand to his chest as she looked lovingly into her eyes. Harriet was carefully avoiding the wounds that were still red and angry. If we had not just been attacked, our village set on fire, and most of our surviving park were injured, I would have gagged or dramatically fake vomited. Correction Heather and I would have gagged or dramatically fake vomited. I looked down at Heather. I frowned and tucked a lock of her hair behind her hair.