روايات وقصص ضمن Hatchet

He killed him by continuously piercing holes on the toy in his hands. As the man fell lifeless on the floor, there held out a huge laughter from the rake. His nails that felt more like canines of a lion were bleeding red with the blood of several people he killed just by pointing his hands meters away. His black vicious balls grew bright with treachery, evil and immorality.

The wall of vegetation was like the thicket around Sleeping Beauty's castle. I smirked, drawing out my secret weapon. It was a cheap machete Eva had picked up in Bolivia on a visit to her uncle and given me for my eighteenth birthday. It was good for rope and underbrush. With a few thwacks I made it through the hedge. I stopped dead in my tracks at the monstrosity before me.

They were walking back to the castle when a shiny blade caught Kate’s eye. “Susanna, look at those,” Kate whispered, gesturing toward the blades. The proprietor stood to the side of the table. Hearing the girls talking, he stepped forward and held a blade out for them to inspect. “This one is pure silver, the handle made out of oak wood, solid and firm,” he said, holding the knife out toward Kate to inspect. Kate took the blade and looked it over. “Do you have any holsters? Something to hide under our clothing so we can carry the blade with us?” Susanna asked, gesturing toward his table.

Flashy Eyes Is there something you want to tell me, BABE?] Oh sh*t…

Mary exclaimed Weakly Summer looked over to where the computer monitor was, on the screen was a similar dagger. “Jake put a description in the search engine, we never thought it might turn up” Hattie said proudly Summer's eyes widened. "Its a mystical dagger apparently" Mary said sarcatsically Jake gave a cynical smile

In his large fist he wielded the Sauk war hatchet, one of its two hawk feathers intact. Tommy spun in shock as the bare-chested Salt slashed crossways twice with the small ax, forehanded and back. The blade caught flesh and Tommy cried out. Something went flying from his hand into the shadows. Then Salt was driving his prey to the ground, triumphant, rearing back with his razored hatchet high—

It had a chequered front strap, double diamond grips, stainless steel and engraved frame, polished gold finish of the Wilson Combat Classic Super grade handgun. Eden had seen it in Malakai's hands multiple times and absolutely loved it. In all honesty, she was just taking it now to piss Malakai off, and trust me, it worked. Malakai was fuming, Eden was going to be a lot to handle, he could already tell. He knew she would not be easy to control, and that was an understatement. Eden had become one of his best too. By the time Malakai reached his office, Eden was long gone.

MATTEO {Two Weeks Ago} The bass from the high dimension speakers hit me the moment I stepped in. Around me, the lights flashed different colours: red, blue, violet—then again. The air was heavy with the smell of sweat, perfume, cologne and alcohol. I adjusted the large cap of the black hoodie which I wore low on my head. The gay bar was crowded, dark and loud in a way that made me feel safe. Faces blurred together on the dance floor with no one looking too closely.

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”