Hero Killer Chapter 20 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Or that he did. ☠️ End of Chapter 37

She was going after her father and I was proud. My cut hand found hers on my shoulder, my fingers squeezing her small hand tightly. The warmth of her skin was a sharp reality check against the metallic coldness of the weapons raised throughout the room. She looked down at me and I looked up at her. I had never been so in love in my entire life. Across the mahogany table, Victor’s face went from an arrogant smirk to a mask of sheer, murderous rage. His shooters shifted uncomfortably behind him, their hands twitching over their holsters as the entire operational plan dissolved into a smoking pile of ash.

His knuckles were white on the wheel. The car stopped in an industrial area— abandoned warehouses, no lights. He killed the engine. "Don't move." He paused, his hand on the door."If you hear anything that's not me— get in the driver's seat and go. Keys are in the ignition." Then he was gone. He was gone before she could answer. She sat in the darkness, shaking. The blood had dried on her fingers— brownish red, flaking. She couldn't stop staring at it. Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous".

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I barely made it to the corner before vomiting, shaking uncontrollably. The taste of bile burned my throat. My whole body convulsed with grief, horror, self-loathing. I killed her. I pressed a trembling hand over my mouth, muffling the sobs. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. My clothes—where were they? I forced myself to move—staggering, grabbing the scattered pieces. Shoving trembling legs into pants, pulling my sweatshirt over shaking shoulders. I glanced once more at Sophie. Her perfect body. Her empty eyes.

' Alexa shouted and the doctor came immediately to attend Hector. 'You came fast enough!' Alexa said, eyeing the doctor suspiciously. 'Were you anticipating this?' 'I never left. I was intrigued by your detective abilities and curious to know how it will all play out, so I followed you to the living room!' he explained. Alexa nodded. Then, seeing that Hector was being attended to, she turned to face Henry who had lifted the blade again to stab her. She was filled with fury! Her fury transformed her and it seemed to all present that she became a statue of light that hit Henry with an extraordinary force, flattening him to the wall. The blade fell from his hands and his mouth started spurting

She stabbed her finger in the air at her daughter. The Directs who stood with her looked uneasy. "Seems you have a habit of lying, Herpes," Kiema said. "Hellion paid us a visit after he rescued me from your vel." Heppni tipped her head back to the sky and screamed. Kiema snapped her fingers. A single bolt of lightning shot down Heppni's exposed throat, surged through her body. "I call first blood," Kiema said, her voice no louder than the wind. Well, shit. That wasn't part of the plan.

she was like sending her conclusions to my brain through her stare. Is it possible that Hero or Kervin has something to do with the murder cases? I did not ask how she remembered things up anymore, her black book was lifted up already, facing me, dates, and people involved in the event were written on the page, a figure of the badge was clearly drawn with descriptions beside it. Someone’s POV

(sent) Wanna meet? (erased) Can we meet so I can ask for the lecture notes… (erased) Are you going home straight from class cause… (erased) Damn it, Hero! What is wrong with you? Don’t lose your shit just because you saw her luscious titties, alright! What you do at the Resort stays at the Resort! Hero suddenly shoves from his mind the memory of a lovely half-naked amazon whipping him relentlessly. Good thing too because his semi-hard on has already started stretching his jeans again.

Jo muttered in disbelief, to which Servant quickly agreed. “He’s facing death. One shot in the chest.” The waiter pointed to the bullet hole in his body, right in the chest, in his expensive-looking gray shirt. What is Heros doing in Fiend? Could it be that he escaped here for being a fugitive for the tragedy at King’s Door? But why did he go to the city like this? “You know who killed them? What were their characteristics like?” asked Jo again. Heros shook his head and winced at the pain. “I don’t know … people dressed in black. Someone escaped. I didn’t really pay much attention. We Archturians are not used to dealing with human life unless it has something to do with our enemy.”