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"You are welcome, brother.” “Sis, are you okay?” Dave yelled. “Yes! Don't worry about me,” she shouted back. Back on the third platform, at full speed, Hugh straightened his shoulders into a tackle position. He screamed, "I'm going to kill you, Richmond." He grumbled, preparing to knock Shawn to the ground. However, Shawn rolled out of the path and caught Hugh with his boot just as he was about to attack him. Hugh fell forward uncontrollably, and before he could stop, he collided with the burning dish, knocking it to the ground. As he fell, he stretched out his hands to the floor, but he landed in the flames that had already spread across the floor. He let out a yell, and his body slumped in

I climbed off both of them and they moaned in objection. Racer slumped backward and I dropped next to Vanquish who rolled over to hold me to him. He whispered one word to me, but I knew what it meant. “Everything…” *** We heard rustling through the tall grass outside and we all caught the whiff of animal blood. Breakfast. Hunter was back dragging a hog. It’s throat was torn out. Blood stained the grass from the gash which still seeped. We piled out the door to help him.

ETHAN In spite of their numbers, we hold our ground, our determination unwavering as we fight tooth and nail to gain the upper hand. Finally, with a well timed blow, Arnold manages to disarm one of the guards, sending him crashing to the ground with a resounding thud and then fights the others. Seizing the opportunity, I grab the keys from the table and rush over to Hazel's side, my hands shaking with adrenaline as I unlock her chains. The lock clicks open, and with a sigh of relief, Hazel gets up to leave, her eyes filled with relief as she looks at us.

Stowaway Chapter 37 Aiden's point of view Once I know the children have reached the safety of the helicopter I run back to help grit with the woman, I hear the pop of a riffle as Grit falls to his feet, clutching his leg, as he yells out. “Fuck, get her out of here Chaos." I pick up the frightened woman in my arms as I run to the chopper with her, I pass her over as one of the team as another reaches out a hand to me, I shake my head as the enemy gunfire gets closer and I yell.

"It’s the first strike. We march on the Vanguard Depot tonight. Let's go show my aunt that the Viper isn't just a symbol." He stopped at the door, looking back at the rising sun one last time. "Let's show her that we bite." End of Chapter 42

Chapter 72 3rd POV The forest was silent‚ moonlight spilling onto the ground like shards of silver. Jake raised his hand‚ signaling the warriors to halt. “Hold your positions‚” Jake growled. “We attack on my command.” Killian leaned in and whispered to Mirabel‚ “This is our chance. The chaos will cover our tracks.” Mirabel nodded nervously‚ her eyes darting between shadows. “We’ll slip out unnoticed.” A haunting howl echoed through the trees. Jake turned sharply. “Rogues are close. Warriors‚ spread out!”

“Search every road, every border, every damn inch of this territory! NOW!” The warriors scattered immediately. Zach stood there, fists trembling, chest heaving with raw fury and fear. He tore off his jacket and punched the metal gate, leaving a deep dent. He could feel her scent fading replaced by smoke, drugs, and strangers. Someone had taken his mate. And whoever dared to touch her… would wish they were never born. ~~°~~ A low, rhythmic hum filled her ears, the sound of an engine. Her head throbbed, heavy and sluggish. Slowly, she blinked her eyes open.

TRAPPED IN BRUCHA'S KITCHEN I gripped the knife tighter, the blade hovering over the onions as the kitchen filled with the sharp tang of garlic and pepper. Brucha’s message still burned in my pocket: *I’m saving us the best lounge chairs. Hurry, I miss that smile.* He had texted me. This kitchen has a lot of saved memories of me and Jack. The images of the silly things he dared here flooded back. The worse was the day he took the risk of a lifetime trying to fuck me right in the kitchen even knowing his brother was just there at home. If death never killed a man, the next thing that will surely do that is the uncontrolled middle leg.

"Dad, Mom, I didn't expect that either. I just wanted to teach her a lesson." A crisp slap came over. It was followed by a few muffled grunts from Jeffrey. I thought it was Richard hitting him again, but it wasn't until I heard Helen's scream. "Mr. Pearson!" Kash! I wanted to get out of bed, but I ended up falling on the floor. I found my leg was broken. My room was on the second floor. I didn’t die after I jumped down from above. Hearing the noise, Kash rushed in from outside. He looked terrible. Stubble grew on his chin as if he hadn't shaved for a long time.

Betty snapped at Caleb. “Mom, she can always apologize.” Caleb mumbled. “Young boy,” Hilton pointed to Caleb. “It seems you have a death wish. Because I am disfigured doesn't mean my wife shouldn't have fun. I picked her myself from the club. I recognised you despite the fact that you were acting under the influence of alcohol. I had the chance to get rid of you but I didn't.” Wendy was surprised to hear this. She now understood better when he said the person was his enemy.