Hayley Squires Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Huh, should it seem as if they were killed by a serial killers? No too dark." Even though it wasn't her first kill, it felt different. The sensation that rushed through her spine when his blood splattered on her left cheek was exhilarating. The unrelated lives she took in her previous line of work never made her feel anything, no remorse, no closure, nothing. But she was now different, sort of reborn, driven by a vengeful thirst for blood. She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work.

This girl has some incredible fighting skills. Hayley is from the Nightfire pack. I watch through the small square glass as she sits on the cold cement floor, her legs tucked up to her chest as her hands ball into fists before being released and clenching repeatedly. I know she knows I’m watching from the subtle tilt of her head towards the door. A light sheen of sweat glazes her pale skin from the humidity. All the women are unmated, I made sure of it.

“Because she’s right here. Hello Damon. This is Hayley Stephens. Halloway Stephens is currently slaving away at her office as we speak. I guess you kidnapped the wrong sister.”

A knock came on the door, interrupting our discussion. Hayley walked in with a tray in hand, holding food. “Hey, Dark baby,” she called in a sultry voice. She was dressed in a transparent gown that showed her undies and bra. The sight of her almost made me gag. How many times had I told her I wasn’t interested? “Oh, Lady Havana. I didn’t expect to see you here,” she smiled brightly, walking closer. I turned away from her as she stepped nearer. “I made cookies. Do you want to try some, my lady?”

SELENA’S POV: “Do you think Mummy is just going crazy or was she truly the person who sent Mummy all those gifts?” I asked Hailey, as she sucked out of the grape I was feeding to her. I stuffed my mouth with grape as well as I thought and looking around, the lady had disappeared. Amber Quinn…. ************* A FEW HOURS LATER:

Seeing her reaction, Hilary smirked, convinced she'd struck a nerve. "I'll say it again-the only one worthy of my cousin is the War Goddess herself. The Commander of Obsidian Unit! Compared to her... don't you feel ashamed?" Scarlett raised a delicate brow. Ashamed? Not really. Mostly... this felt weird. Very weird. "I'm telling you, she's my idol!" Hilary continued proudly. "Once I turn eighteen, I'm joining the military and following her into battle-defending our country side by side!" The more she spoke, the stranger Scarlett's expression became.

However, she never expected that she would be reunited with her son under such circumstances. “Zayn, oh, how you’ve grown. You’ve grown so…” There were so many things that Hayley wanted to say but could not bring herself to say it. Tears escaped her control and streamed down her face. The numerous people at the scene were visibly moved by the scene. In truth, the vast majority of people here were acquainted with Hayley. She was the previous Saintess and the most outstanding one in the history of the organization. They had never seen such a feminine, gentle side of the Saintess.

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi

she asked casually, as if she were referring to a piece of trash. "Send her to the underground crematorium," I answered without hesitation. "Burn her completely. I don't want a single trace of her left in this world. Dispose of the ashes as well." Eloise, who had once ruled the underground boxing arena as its undisputed queen, didn't even end up with a grave marker. Like a venomous snake hiding in the darkness, she was drained of her last bit of use and turned into a pile of worthless ashes. She had vanished without a trace.

"You must be the new survivors." We turned to see a young woman approaching from between two houses. She looked to be around Scarlet and my age, maybe late twenties, with golden brown skin and hair that shimmered in the sunlight looking almost silver. Her eyes were a bright blue, but not like any blue I had ever seen, there was a depth in them that was glowing. "I'm Hailey," she said offering a small smile. "Kael told us about your arrival." Scarlet raised a eyebrow and muttered, "Word travels fast."