Hit The Mark Novels & Stories

“On my count. Three. Two-” The mark hit.

"That's not how you beat someone up!" 'what?' Everyone gazed at Jate in confusion. Jate walked uber and pick up the same chair next to Henry Garrison. "Actually, it should only take one hit!" He said with a smile. With that, he raised the chair and slammed it against Mark Garrison's left leg. Bang!" The chair broke, and so did Mark Garrison's leg. "Ahhhhhhhh!" A blood-curdling scream could be heard inside the private room. Mark Garrison's wails of pain resonated across the entire private room. It was much louder than the blows he got from his father.

He got in , there were guns , knives and so many other weapons. " If you continue to do so then I'll use these weapons on you." Mark replied getting out a gun and aiming for the red dot on the wall. I watched with so much interest and BANG! the bullet hit the red dot . "Umhh, I'll like to try too. I want to also see if I could do it too." I asked . "Please, you'll kill yourself." He scoffed. "Besides you look like a weakling, How could you possibly hit the dot without missing .

— T*****d t*****d Tap read Tap Read T*****D T*****d A****n A****n kindle Although werewolves are still unknown in modern society, we are one of the most powerful species, we rarely get sick, and excellent resilience makes our physical stronger. Once the wolf in our hearts awakened, we can transform into giant wolves that can easily tear apart any human being. Not to mention the Alphas in the wolf pack, they are even stronger than all wolves. As the leader, Alpha will never leave the pack easily unless they died. I swear that no matter what happens, my father will protect the pack until the last moment.

Damian replied, his desire to mark Elara again until his teeth left their imprint on her skin. "Among their kind, lycans and werewolves alike, the most profound mark signifies the unbreakable bond between mates. It also serves as a warning to any other he-wolf that Elara is claimed, the profound mark a symbol of his devotion to his fated mate. "Elara, I want to deepen my mark on you, as if I could bite into your very soul to ensure no one else dares to claim you," Damian replied, flushing Elara's cheeks with embarrassment.

Mike shouts, and one of the thugs at the back of our vehicle picks up a large hammer and opens the door. Mark steps on the brakes and immediately the car slows. The thug jumps off, using the hammer to take out the two motorcycles. His movements are just as fast as Mark’s, and in that moment, I know that no amount of natural talent can get me to this level of ruggedity. I need to train. Mark smiles, knowing exactly what is lingering in my mind. “Amazed, right? Well, this is only the beginning. We have crossed the borderline already, we are in the clear.” He stops the car and takes out a cigarette, lighting one for himself and his two gang members.

Mark, who was treated like that, could only sigh in resignation before finally getting into the car. "I have a little job for you guys. Someone has put Mr. Hubert in a bad mood," Mark said to someone on the phone. "Offending one of the Hubert family members is a very fatal act. I want you to play it clean. I'll send you the details after this. If the results are satisfactory, you will get a huge bonus from me." ["Just send the target information immediately, Mr. Mark. As for the results, you know very well how my men perform. Don't worry. I'll make sure Mr. Hubert is as calm as ever."]

Cocking her brow Sophia turned and felt a slight pinch. "Tada, this was embedded in your spine," Atlas mumbled sourly, holding up what looked like an acupuncture needle. "That was in me!" Sophia gasped. She watched Atlas crush the object into dust. "You are safe for now, miss transporter," Atlas teased. Rolling her eyes skyward, Sophia told him she didn't feel anyone insert it. "Why is a needle called a demon mark?" She asked curiously. "It is a demon mark for death and you were tagged like an animal to be taken to slaughter. Not all marks are made by the teeth," he mumbled with a shudder.

he asked I nodded, Oh god please help that poor person I send a silent prayer, how can someone hit a person and left them to die, Mark got out and walk toward him, 'Boom' loud gunshot came from outside, I shriek loud and cover my ears, I can't see anything everything is froggy so I step out from the car to see what going on, "Markkkkkkkk" I shriek top of my lung as soon as I see him lying on road clutching his stomach, blood flooding out from there, I shiver badly my hands trembling, I don't understand What to do,

Silence filled the elevator again and I was losing my patience. “Answer me this instant!” I yelled at them and they both flinched. “We’re sorry alpha but that is the truth. We still don’t understand how she was able to do it but that was what happened. She was very fast and it was very easy for her to miss my hits since she was smaller.” Mark spoke for the first time since we entered the elevator and I nodded in silence.