Hatchet Book Summary Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

The Emperor wanted to say something, but the wooden door was being kicked by someone and two people, namely Mae and Reves was the one who kicked it. They was about to great the Emperor when they saw the Emperor's back that full of blood and scratches. Their eyes widened, "YOUR MAJESTY?!" END OF CHAPTER 21

Chapter 23. Total mess. HAZEL P.O.V I was busy thinking of what that heartlèss guy wanna do to me. But I know he will surely punish me, who care? I don’t, I am waiting for him to do his worst, he thought I am still afraid of him. I didn’t bother to place a knock on his door, I opened the door to his room and his room was in a total mess.

From the specific understanding that the place I had come to believing was safe had been known to the wrong people since before I arrived. We need to move, Kael said. I nodded. I kept the knife. END OF CHAPTER 11

This chapter contains extremely dark and disturbing content, including forced abortion/miscarriage, psychological and physical torture, graphic violence, and non-consensual elements. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This is a dark MC romance and explores heavy, traumatic themes. If you are sensitive to pregnancy loss, forced medical violation, or intense emotional trauma, please proceed with caution or skip this chapter. This scene is pivotal to Hazel’s character arc and the story’s themes of revenge, resilience, and transformation. It is not written for shock value alone.

The rain in Chapter One had been a backdrop for fear. It was cold, confusing, and overwhelming. The rain in Chapter Seventy-Eight was just weather. And weather was a variable we knew how to calculate. I watched from the shadows of the garage bay as three black SUVs screeched to a halt on the wet gravel. In the original timeline, I had been cowering behind a tool chest, clutching a wrench like a lifeline, terrified that these men were coming to kill me for a debt I didn't owe. Dax had been bleeding, desperate, and defensive.

Not waiting to behold the fallout, I scramble out of the dining room, fleeing back to the nursery. Once back in the room, I ignite a taper from the room's only wall sconce. I make my way to my dark cell, lighting the little oil lamp on the nightstand next to my sleeping pallet. The small oil lamp sheds enough light for me to open my newly acquired trunk and grab another woolen tunic. I change and performing a cursory exam of the fading burn marks on my thighs, relieved that the soup is not any hotter because this is a time where I could die from a splinter.

Here’s Chapter 20 – Echoes of Betrayal for Ghost on the Highway, taking the story to its most intense, emotional, and shocking point yet, with a cliffhanger that will leave readers desperate for the next instalment. --- CHAPTER TWENTY – ECHOES OF BETRAYAL The scrapyard was a war zone. Flames licked the steel carcasses of old cars, sending twisted shadows dancing across the asphalt. Smoke choked the night, curling around everything like a living thing. My chest burnt, every breath a struggle, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t look away. Saint hovered above the wreckage, eyes glowing red, untouchable, like some god of vengeance. And beside him… Elena. Alive. Smiling. The betrayal cut deeper than

I’m here to change what survival means. And now, outside our borders, word is spreading. The hollow didn’t take me. It changed me. Whatever’s coming next—I’ll face it head-on. Good. No rushing. Chapter 42 is about consequences, so it needs to land hard. I’m going straight from where we left off—same energy, same tension—no cuts, no resets. ¬ The hollow didn’t take me. It changed me. And whatever comes next—I’ll meet it standing. But standing isn’t the same as steady.

Chapter 27 One by one, the pack members stepped forward, their hearts filled with a mix of trepidation and resolve. They were transported into a realm of illusions, where their deepest fears took shape. Maya faced a towering figure, embodying her fear of inadequacy. With each swing of her claws, she confronted her doubts head-on, realizing her strength and worth. Jake confronted a mirage of his past, reliving painful memories that had haunted him for years. Through tears and determination, he let go of the weight that had held him back, embracing forgiveness and self-acceptance.

"I flew the next available flight the moment I saw the news headline yesterday. What is going on, and how could you Murder Hilda? Do you know the consequences of your actions? Are you aware that, with this scandal, you can’t possibly become the next King Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack? Axton My wolf kept snarling in my head, trying to force himself out and defend me over all my mom was babbling, but I snapped at him, and he growled, sauntering off to the back of my mind where I could no longer hear him. He got upset, but I ignored him while I tried to figure out what to say to my mom that would make sense to her. Firstly, Mom, you are very wrong to think I could kill Hilda. Why would I want to