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The gun slipped from his grip and skidded across the floor, far out of reach. Thomas slowly opened his eyes, confusion filling his mind as he realized he was unharmed. A wave of immense relief washed over him, and without wasting time, he quickly got up from the floor. Meanwhile, Mr. Hawthorne deftly lifted Mr. Merrick’s body. Their eyes met in the shared darkness. “Stop this, Dominic,” Mr. Hawthorne said, gripping his opponent’s collar tightly. “Stop? Do you think this can just be stopped? You’re the one who started all this, Kinsley.”

This was blood. Gina’s death. Jayson’s corpse. The destroyed safehouse. All of it had been bait. And now the predators would come. Because Kane couldn’t ignore revenge. And Kelly? Kelly needed an ending. He always did. I set the last sequence on the detonator. Each signal would bounce, refract, and trigger in perfect synchrony. No one would survive. Not even me. I stepped out into the open sky. Sunset was crawling across the concrete like spilled fire. The horizon looked like it was bleeding.

I heaved a sigh, tilting my head slowly to look at both of them. Not long after, the gun duel ended, and I could not help but wonder how it ended abruptly. I tilted my head to look at the expression on both of their faces, and none of them seemed to be bothered about the sudden stop in the gunfight. “I told you. My men will finish your men off.” Jim said with a vicious smirk on his face, and fear gripped me as I wondered how Hardin and I would escape from his den, but Hardin seemed unbothered. The door suddenly opened, revealing Diego, and I was shocked at first to see the smirk on his face. Everyone tilted their head to look at the door to see him. Jim was shocked as he opened his mouth sli

The person had never left, just lured us around to die. That’s it. He was going to personally kill this motherfucker. Xavier grabbed a gun on the ground next to a body torn to pieces. Blood splattered all over the place. He doubt he’d be invited back to this resort again or this side of the world. It would be hard to cover up so many dead. With all the bombs that had detonated, it looked like two massive gangs had declared war. The front doors flung open. Several wounded men stumbled inside. Crossbow bolts whizzed through the air and sliced through most of them. The few men that had missed being shot simply fell to the floor themselves and died from something else, probably smoke exhaustion

I yelled, helping Malakai secure his right hand around the rungs. With a final, desperate burst of adrenaline, we climbed. The wind threatened to rip us from the lines, but the primal will to survive kept our grip iron-clad. The moment our bodies rolled onto the metal floor of the helicopter bay, the doors slammed shut, and the aircraft pitched violently forward, disappearing into the safety of the storm-clouds. ****** Malakai POV The world was fading into a dark, blurry vignette.

“The entire axis of this forest has been surrounded by my men and special forces, you have nowhere to run. So… I will give you this last shot to end this the right way, give me Cherry and your life will be spared.” “Like I will trust brats like you, Cherry goes with me anywhere! I this my own way!.” James screamed outraged and points the gun at the truck. “NO!!!” Rex yells. “Bale, NOW!” And in a split seconds, James skull was pierced with the piercing bullet from a sniper’s rifle. He dropped flat to the ground and sounds of victory rose up among the team. Apparently there was no cause for celebration because the rope preventing the truck from entering the lake had been released when James di

He closed his eyes tightly before he opened them and with full force, he elbowed the gun. “Aiden! No!” The loud bang and Nimueh's scream were the last things he heard before everything seemed blurred.

His death is fast and probably painless. We stay focused and get into formation, in a matter of seconds we reach the shore. “Trident Maneuver!” Trosdig’s order is accompanied by the rest of the Unit echoing it in unison. First and second rank dig in their shields and pulls their carbines, while third and fourth rank ready their pilums. “Fire!” The Centurion’s order is immediately followed by the rumble of the first rank’s carbines, like clockwork second rank immediately fires; the bullet from my gun finds its mark at a Persian’s shoulder. Blood sprays in a straight line, he quickly clutches his shoulder and applies pressure on the wound. The Persian stumbles back, staying clear from any more

Jim shivered in fear. Most especially the ones who had the advantage in speed or distance covered, they died the most horribly. Seems like Wilson was right and those hunters were not joking. These one eyed beasts truly did not want any single person to escape. Was this going to be the end for him as well? No way! never! How could he die like this? Especially after coming so close to being eaten by the highly revered and rare snow tiger? pfft. He suddenly wanted to laugh. "Let's go that way." Jim said as he pointed to his right side. There seemed to be the least number of beasts in that area.

He wasn't sure how long they tracked the panther and tiger when they heard a small plane to the south of them and then a gunshot rent the silence of the day. The animals stopped, heads jerked up in the direction of the gunshot, and then everyone broke into a panicked dash, heedless now of fallen branches or coming out too soon into the open. The gunshot could only mean Mandy and Eve had been discovered, or Jeremiah carried out Fitz's father's wishes and killed Kinsey. Either way, Fitz knew Dimitri just lost his opportunity at Jeremiah Prescott because Fitz would kill the man as soon as he saw him. They hit the edge of the airfield without stopping; the time for caution over. Stay as hidden a