Novel & Cerita Hatchet

I wouldn’t sleep soundly until he was dead. In the evenings, while Hugo was gone, I’d make the long trek to the chalet, sticking to the shadows of the trees. For several weeks, I kept my routine, always holding my switchblade and darts close by, waiting for the perfect opportunity. Because I knew how well-trained and powerful my mom’s killer was, I knew I’d have to find a way to catch him unawares because there was no way I’d ever be able to overpower him. Even being tall as I was, he still towered over me, and his body had to be at least three times the mass, most of it pure muscle. No, he would not be easy to take down, but my overarching need for revenge overpowered any fear I should have

Getting a sudden thrilling feeling inside her, Natasha strangely perceived what was about to happen as she watched a chainsaw drop out of the column, its serrated metallic blade pointing down towards Lucas's head. "Lucas, watch out!" Natasha found herself suddenly standing next to Lucas and everything around her was still—motionless. Her eyes were wide when she saw the chainsaw frozen right above Lucas instead of hitting him. "What the... ?" Instinctively, Natasha grabbed the chainsaw which was exceptionally heavy and slowly removed it from its original trajectory, setting it away from Lucas's head. The weird moment passed and everything sort of returned to normal with Lucas gasping after th

I collapse to my knees, gripping my head. Visions explode behind my eyelids. A cliff. A lone figure standing at its edge. Hair flying in the wind. A familiar silhouette. No… My heart stops as I see her face. Her grey eyes. Her soft smile. Her lips part. “Goodbye, Zander.” Then, the knife in her hands rises. No… No… A scream tears from my throat as she plunges it toward her heart. “Noooooooo, Butterflyyyyyyyyy!!!”

I wanted to be dead and I wanted to be dead now because this pain was unbearable and it was cruel. "You stole my mate," Luca ground out as I felt a jolt in my side where he forced the knife and I could see my blood pooling at my feet as I moved my hand over the wound. He then forced the knife into my stomach and dragged it down before pulling it out and put it against my throat. His eyes were now charcoal and his claws were making an appearance. He put his lips against my ear and whispered, "you tried to steal my pups, murder my best friend and ruin my pack. You kidnapped two innocent children and you are one sick man."

“I -uh… forgot my bag at my friend’s place. I do not have my keys. Do you have an extra pair of keys to my apartment?” “Ah. Okay.” He stood straight and walked towards the cupboard. “You can give a copy of these to Hailey.” He said while searching for the keys. “Here,” he finally found it. “Return them to me after handing over the copy to your neighbors.” He handed her the keys.

Hailstorm’s POV Once I’ve recovered from my overdramatic episode, we were off – just grabbing three jackets and sneakers from the bags. Along the way, Lacy had ripped off some branches from the trees and well, they were our only defence. Please, goodness gracious – let us just make it to the damn road or to the cabin. Kira grabbed my hand, pulling me forward.

Hunter Pov Maingat na inilapag ko sa ibabaw ng kama ang walang malay na si Zeph. Nawalan siya ng malay hindi dahil sa takot sa kanyang pagkakahulog mula sa mataas na puno kundi dahil sa tuklaw ng ahas na Venomous. Ang ahas na iyon ang bantay sa prutas ng amanpulo. Naiiba ang ahas na ito dahil masyadong mahaba at mabilis itong kumilos. Nakita ni Zeph ang mahabang dila ng ahas ngunit natitiyak ko na hindi niya nakita at naramdaman na tinuklaw siya nito. Isa pa iyon sa katangian ng ahas na Venomous. Sa sobrang bilis ng galaw nito ay hindi nararamdaman ng tao na nakagat na pala ito ng ahas. Masyadong makamandag ang ahas na ito. Ngunit mabuti na lamang na ang juice ng prutas na amanpulo ay antido

From that point onward, they needed to empty the explosive into the lighting chamber, point, and afterward pull the trigger. Iron Hatchet had believed himself to be an expert of numerous weapons, whether it be blades, blades, sledges, tomahawks or lances. He was thoroughly prepared with every one of them, however he had additionally required long periods of preparing and battle abilities to dominate them. Figuring out how to involve another weapon in just thirty minutes, he was worried about the possibility that that the speed to dominate this weapon must be contrasted with the crossbow. The other weapon was given to Carter.

I asked in a perplexed tone. He exhaled a sigh. "Well, we'll see. That contraption came equipped with a pair of nice hunting knives, a machete, two shotguns, a compound bow with twelve arrows, and extra ammunition. We should be able to return to Fort Hamilton without mishap and any issues."

She stalked over and picked up a rusty but wicked-looking scythe. Lizzy’s neck felt clammy, and she stepped back. You’re in Wyoming. Not in Lagos. Not now. Never again. Lizzy stared at a familiar-looking weapon. Charlie followed her gaze. “This is a machete. It’s actually an East African panga. I ordered it online.” “Why?” Lizzy said in horror.