High School Soldier Chapter 62 Novels & Stories

For a moment, through the smoke and fire, it was just them. Then a black-clad soldier slammed into her, knocking the rifle from her hands. --- The fight turned savage. Leora kicked, clawed, slammed her fist into the soldier’s throat. He staggered, but another was already behind him. Hands grabbed her, dragging her back—until flames erupted, searing the air. The girl stood behind her, eyes blazing, fire curling from her palms. “No more rules,” the Vessel whispered, voice trembling but resolute. The soldiers flinched back, heat forcing them to retreat.

A burst of fire shoots out of me, but it’s nothing like the one on the roof after I gained my memory. It’s controlled and I’m ready for it this time. Flame shoots off in six directions wrapping the soldiers behind my family and lighting them up in fire. Their shouts echo throughout the field, as the fire licks up their chains and burns it away. All six of them fall to the ground. The chain around my wrist snaps, and I fall to the ground, catching myself in a kneeled position. My head snaps to Mitchell, his eyes wide with shock, and the battle begins again.

They immediately started to exchange strikes, as he drew first blood, giving his opponent 2 deep cuts on the elbow and knee. “Ahh!!” The soldier shouted, while reflexively recoiling back in pain, as his brain quickly became clear. “What the hell?? That is a high-grade warrior that is equipped with an exotic armor, who is this person?” He was shocked, as he questioned inwardly with dread and resentment. His courage immediately took a nosedive downwards, but his pride as a high-grade warrior pushed him to attack again in a frenzy. But this time with greater caution. **************************************** Somewhere else in the terrorist base, in a room, after the siren ranged 4 soldiers quick

“I know, Chaz. I am sorry. He was of a high rank. I thought it would be rude to deny him and you weren’t around, so…” “Shut up, Zeve. You don’t cut me in the middle when I am talking. Keep that in mind,” a soldier handed him the torch and my heart stopped for a few seconds. “Chaz, please forgive me. It won’t happen again. I promise. Please don’t… ah!” I screamed, covering my head with my hands as he set the gunpowder around me ablaze. I panicked, standing in the middle of the flames. I squatted and hugged myself. Tears. They had become so normal that I stopped keeping the count of how much I cried.

'Ah," I was knocked to the ground, desperately attempting to regain my breath without breathing the dust. I coughed as I tried to sprint to my bag, which had been knocked a meter away. Pain shot through my hand when a soldier's foot fell on my hand. I saw my life flash before my eyes as I gazed at the soldier. Mom, dad, my friends and Lucian-- they came to me beautifully and peacefully as I felt a tear stream down my face. God, Lucian, someone help me. Am i going to die again? I'd finally found somewhere I belonged. I wasn't quite ready to leave. At that moment, i was absolutely terrified. the time. With wide, scared eyes, I held my breath. I was convinced the soldier was peering into my sou

Mafia Prince's Pet Chapter 3 The soldier stared at me like I was already dead. His face was swollen and bloody but his eyes burned with hate. He sat tied to a metal chair in the corner of the warehouse. Two of Luka’s men stood behind him with guns ready. Luka still held my collar. He yanked it hard so I had to crawl on my knees closer to the soldier. My cock hung heavy between my legs still wet from coming earlier. The concrete scraped my skin raw.

This was their final chapter, and they were going to burn it into memory. “On your back, legs up,” Marcus commanded, voice a low, filthy rumble. Kai obeyed instantly, hooking his arms under his knees and spreading himself obscenely. His hole was already puffy and glistening with earlier cum, winking invitingly. Marcus grabbed the lube bottle, squeezing the last thick streams directly onto Kai’s wrecked entrance and his own massive, veined cock—still rock-hard and angry red, curving upward with need.

"She will hang." A surge of fury erupted from within me, my eyes ablaze, searing heat coursing down my face and across my body. An audible gasp swept through the crowd as the ground beneath me started to crumble. The two soldiers, still gripping me, strained to maintain their footing as I seized the opportunity to grab them. With a swift motion, I clenched a fistful of their armor and catapulted both soldiers into the onlooking crowd.

Steel clashed against steel, the ravine turning into a chaotic symphony of snarls, shouts, and the sickening sound of tearing flesh. I stood frozen, my thumb still pressed against the bracelet’s clasp. The soldiers who had been advancing on us were now locked in a desperate battle for their own lives. Clara grabbed my arm, pulling me back against the rock wall. “Who are they?” she yelled over the din. I didn’t know. My mind was a blank slate of shock. I watched as a towering warrior with twin axes decapitated a soldier, his movements a brutal dance.

Shouts erupted, soldiers spinning toward the treeline. Lucien’s head snapped up, fury igniting in his eyes. Bastien cursed loudly, grabbing his wounded arm. My dagger slipped from my trembling hands as I stumbled toward Xavier. He collapsed fully, his sword clattering to the dirt. His eyes fluttered, his blood soaking the ground. “Stay with me,” I sobbed, cradling his head against my chest. “Please, Xavier, stay with me.” Gunfire erupted again from the trees. More soldiers fell, chaos exploding around us. I couldn’t see who was shooting, couldn’t think beyond the terror pounding in my veins.