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He turned toward the direction that the attack came from. “This is A.F.P.D stay away from her,” Lane announced as he cocked the crossbow and pulled the trigger. The steak struck Landon on his chest and blood trickled down his nose. He just missed his target. Landon staggered toward him and Lane pulled the trigger again. This time it struck him in his heart and he burst into flames. Lane strode toward the human who was fighting the blackness that was about to take over her.

Without another word, Tyr slammed into the black man’s body, snatched his phone back, and slid the answer button. “Boss, have you guys taken off yet? Something happened here. My father-in-law was killed. It was the work of Dark Shura, but now they are pinning the blame on me…” “What?” Tyr’s expression darkened. At this time, the man in black realized that the situation was off. Subconsciously, he tried to pull out his gun from his waist. “F*ck!” Tyr cursed as he kicked at the man in the black suit. His speed was so swift that the kick sent that man flying backwards. With a bang, he smashed into the hood of the SUV behind him, and the impact dented the entire hood.

The thing is that, it was so hard to actually guess who was even responsible for anything at this point because everything happening felt like a piece to a missing puzzle. She nodded grimly. I stood and paced the room despite the pain. “Then killing Eve won’t end it.” “No,” my mother said firmly. “Killing Eve has absolutely nothing to do with anything, killing her ,I’m sure, has a personal motive behind it.” The implication slammed into me. “If they execute her” “The binding will lash out,” she finished. “ It will burn Blackthorn to the ground.” My hands curled into fists. “They are planning it,” I said.

“I wish it were. But history has proved over and again that vampires have been enemies of every kind. I hope whatever you are saying is true.” Noah Black said and took a threatening step in my direction. His eyes started to flicker between green and black and his shoulders tightened. “Your father signed the treaty with me. If our girl is found in the captivity of any vampire, then I will not think twice before wiping out your whole blood-sucking race.” His voice turned deep as his dark aura started to unleash. “I will slice their skin, pour burning silver-infused essence on their injuries, tie them in a freaking bow pose, and let them juggle in the sunlight long enough till they don't die. A

A spray of blood hit the floor. "I'll kill you!" Noah roared, his eyes bulging out of his head. "You ruined my family! You ruined my daughter!" Daniel’s eyes went completely black—pure, unadulterated killer instinct. He grabbed Noah’s wrist, twisted it back with a sickening crunch, and drove his knee hard into Noah’s midsection. Noah gasped, staggering backward, but he didn't stop. He grabbed a heavy bronze table lamp from beside the armchair and swung it like a bat straight at Daniel's head.

Eva cut in dismissively. No thanks. Nothing. And Damon frowned, his gaze deeming those crossed arms and that barricading stance unnecessary. But then, he quickly brushed it off and turned to me. “I missed a few details,” he lowered his voice and leaned closer, “Alpha Black was stabbed. A silver dagger.” My time stopped. My mind went blank. The noise cut to silence and my body went numb. And then, Eva’s cries snapped me back. “What the fuck are you doing? What’s Hunter Black trying again? Get away from her!”

I gave the Cosmic Destroyer weapon to them and joined the others. “D*mn! We can’t deactivate this weapon. It has a very complicated structure inside. Every wire acts as detonator. If we cut even just one of them, this will explode,” Niklais notified us, shouting out of frustration. While Lotus looked fascinated about the weapon. He keeps on examining it but it seemed that he can’t gain any information that can deactivate the weapon. Belphegor laughed casually. He summoned his great flail and flogged us with it. He whipped everything on its sight. But he suddenly stopped striking around when Suzaine used her Divine Lash and coiled it with Belphegor’s flail.

“We will witness how darkness takes its toll and how destiny unfolds in the shadows as two past lovers— one chosen and one forgotten, will create the color I have strived to create for decades— black. The forgotten one shall kill the other one to become the Chosen one and the Lord of Darkness, and with this, I can rest peacefully in the aftershadows, knowing that my legacy is preceded...” “Kill her!” He said… I groaned now as I was just some inches, bleeds, and mere slips away from falling off. Landon didn’t even need to do anything— my demise was certain. He was just merely before me serving as a control in case there was a miracle that somehow tried to deliver me. But now, there were no su

It’s so juvenile. “I can honestly say I’ve heard nothing about Blacktop,” I say unemotionally. Blacktop is, of course, another assassin, known for killing his victims by running them down. He either makes it look like a simple hit-and-run or sets up a patsy to take the fall. Not the most creative way to kill someone, but it does get the job done. “Well, he won’t be competing this year because he went and got himself killed,” she says in amusement.

Her face was thick with blood so she wiped it up with her shirt. She looked down on the body. The moonlight illuminated the Badblood's face. He is beautiful. He has charcoal black eyes and the moon reflected on them, sharp thin cheekbones and long hair. Serra felt nothing on the Badblood, no single drop of life energy was left on the body. "You killed him" she whispered. Her breathing was back to normal. "I did" Rena said softly. There was a hint of guilt on her voice. "I have to or else...".