In Cold Blood Chapter 1 Summary の小説・ストーリー

His body convulses, his eyeballs roll up, the strong commanding man is reduced to a dying lettuce bleeding out in front of me. I spit out the blood in my mouth and stare at the first man I took his life. I almost get lost watching life leave a body. I almost got lost seeing all the blood but I knew soon someone would find out that the masculine screams came from here so my mind wakes up. I grab his bunch of keys and run off into the hallway - into a world I'm not sure what lies ahead. The hallway is brightly illuminated. I am running in the open. I want to enter another cubicle, I want to leave these bright lights but I keep running without knowing which way is forward.

I will catch the bullet just to save my mom. “Whatever the two of your plans, we will never allow it to be succeeded.” The man who was dragging us somewhere uttered. I was about to speak when we suddenly stop from nowhere when someone appeared in front of us. He's wearing a hoodie jacket which unable me to see his face, but my heart thumping so fast when I stared at him. It's as if that I know him. “Spare their lives, or you will be dead.” My mouth agape in shock upon hearing his voice.

VOLUME ONE: Eternally Yours Prologue Laying in the darkness, pain wrenches me, sending electrical currents throughout my body. As the pain subsides, I can see nothing at all in this black fortress, not even my hand as I hold it before my face. My breaths are shallow when pain suddenly jerks within me again, but I cannot let on that anything is amiss, for danger is all around. I turn over on the small bed and wrap my arms around myself, trying not to attract attention. I need blood, even though I am human, but I won't give my captors the satisfaction of knowing.

we arrived at the airport and I was shocked to see three muscular men with my luggage, they led us to the reception, and after much clearance, we boarded a private jet to New York. I couldn't stop thinking of the blood I saw and how I painfully ended someone's life Olddog slept off and he kept snoring hard like a man who went for hard labor, I stared at his hands and wondered how it was easy for him to pull the trigger so easily but then, I remembered how I killed the Chief, my heart flung open with fear and my breathing rate changed immediately

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1 "𝐴 𝑤𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑... 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡..."

*Trigger warning for this book. Murder, talk of sexual assault, suicide, descriptive death scenes* I stood in blackness, darker than anything I have seen or felt before, it pulsed through me. It was me. My parent's bodies under my feet were twisted and bloodied, indicating a death that was anything but painless; I knew they fought back until the very end. Blood was the only thing that I could smell; its thick tang coated the air, coated my hands. I knew they were there, but my head was clouded, my vision blurry from the moment I stumbled upon them.

Callahan It's a dream. I know it. There's a texture to it. An echo in the sound. I know it and it still doesn't make a difference. This fucking nightmare, this chapter of my life, will always own me. Except that this time, something's different. But I can't figure out what it is. The marble is cold beneath me as I watch the blood circle widen. Deep red on pristine white. They're already here. My brothers. My father. I can hear them, but I can't open my eyes to see.

Chapter 10: Antonio lay on the rain-soaked pavement, his vision blurred and his body wracked with pain. The sound of gunfire echoed in his ears, the memory of the betrayal still fresh in his mind. He struggled to make sense of what had just happened, to reconcile the image of his beloved uncle with the cold-blooded killer who had ordered his execution. As he lay there, fighting to stay conscious, memories from his past flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of the choices that had brought him to this moment.

As the shooter pulled the trigger I turned our bodies around as I felt a stinging pain on my back as my subconsciousness was slowly fading away. What the..!!? The chapter ended. I scrolled down towards the next chapter and it was in mafia devil's pov. I saw Angel's cold body lying on the floor with blood all around. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes as her eyes slowly flickered close. I looked up at the building and saw a man packing his things. Without any second thought I pulled my gun out and shot him right on spot. Jeez!! Your angel herself appointed that poor guy to kill you yet this psychotic bastard killed him.

The blood in my entire body boiled as if I was bout to explode. I shook my head again and staggered into the bathroom. Then, I turned the tap and washed my entire body with cold water and attempted to wake myself up. The cold water rush from the top of my head to the sole of my feet. I could not suppress the restlessness and could only use my hands. Author’s POV: The servants were all silent as the grave. They couldn’t believe what they saw before them. “Oh my God! Did Mr. Carter do that with Miss Tina?”