Hina Plunderer 소설 & 이야기

“There’s no need for threat, really. I do not take chances for granted.” A fake smile curved Henmulga’s lips. “I’m honored.” For the next few days, Zephaniah busied herself with the investigation. She studied the files one by one and sort out the criminals by strength. So far, Henry Hugger was the strongest one. His shadow was able to achieve the second level, but he’s got the mind transfer and was able to perceive the enemy at a fifty-meter distance. He’s someone Zephaniah needed to be wary of; otherwise, they would unravel her mission.

“Hi, Natasha. My name is Harold. I believe I can answer your questions.” I narrowed my eyes on him as I shook his hand. I crossed my arms over my chest. “Well, go on.” Timothy stepped in between us. “There is a pack of rogue wolves running in our woods. They are after you. The wolf that attacked you was one of them. We have put traps in the woods to keep them out.” “And how do you know this?” “Harold is one of them. He has been helping us and giving us valuable information.” “If you don’t want to tell me the truth, just say that. You don’t have to lie to me.”

"Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?" He turned his head and stared at Damont who felt a cold hand squeeze his heart. He trembled slightly and couldn't stare him down so he lowered his eyes. Frost made a 70 million bid and Damont again raised it to 80 million. He was determined to gift Vinca the vase she had desired to get. His small mind was overworking. Vinca had lost her memory so she didn't remember him. Moreover, the kidnapping incident involving him and what followed after was completely wiped off her memory.

Azalea was a true artist, someone who could turn pain into beauty. But that wasn’t why I brought her here. My eyes drifted to her big belly. The child is the key, I thought, sensing the faint power coursing through its blood. It might be nothing now, but one day, it would become the weapon I needed to reclaim what was mine. The pack, the power—it would all return to me. Azalea turned away from the piano, looking at me with a small smile. “Thank you, Mr. Evans. I don’t know how I can ever repay your kindness.”

The spiked, lithe bodies of Leviathans and something else, pale, human-like creatures with glowing red eyes joined them, staring at Tina hungrily. "Are those--" Tina gasped. "Vampires. Yes." Haneul confirmed, "Not The Infected, though, as I had expected. Probably second-generation." "Is that going to be a problem?" Haneul smirked, "Not really." He crouched down, keeping his eyes trained on the approaching creatures. He pulled a knife from his boot and handed it to Tina. " Here, take this. As soon as they attack, I want you to---"