Inferno Demon Riders Mc: My Five Obsessed Bullies นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He had a faraway look on his face and he was drooling like a dog. "How many times has it been? Ben is the tenth hunter who became like this after encountering that demon! Just what is she doing to them?!" Dante, one of the oldest hunters, and one of the leaders, angrily snapped. For as long as humans remember, they have been sharing this world with demons lurking around the world. They weren't able to do anything at first and they suffer their torture and abuse, but a group has finally had enough and trained. Thanks to them, more and more people are now fighting evil demons to fight for peace and they are called 'Demon Hunters'.

Like mine was to be Heathens Guardian and Alex's was Fiction, I guess this was Clark's, to spend the rest of his life looking after Hardcore. But that didn't mean Clark wouldn't want revenge. Alex was just as innocent as Clark, yet he had wanted to turn into such a big demon. Clark would want revenge too. Now that he is immortal, he would want to kill them too. Just when I'm about to voice my thoughts out loud, Jackson spoke again. "The bullies got locked inside too. There were four casualties. Three of them happened to be the bullies." I inwardly sighed in relief. Thank goodness there's no such thing left. Call me a heartless monster for being thankful to hear someone die, but hey! They bro

Were not a 1% club but we aren't afraid of anything that fucks with whats ours. There are about 100 in the MC or Mother Charter. Not all live here at the compound and not all are nice decent guys. I mean we are bikers. Most of the older bikers have Ol' Ladies and they are either super nice or a fucking bitch. And when I say super nice I mean they will get on their knees while their husband is tongue fucking a bunny at the same time. Hey whatever gets your rocks off I guess. I turn to Brody and realize that he's been talking to me this entire time. Fuck, I'll here this later.

“You see, I’ve only wanted one thing…to get revenge for my boyfriend. So, I teamed up with the only people who can make that happen.” As if on cue, a bunch of older, uniformed, scary-looking bikers started appearing from every corner of the room. Their black jackets read ‘DEVILS’. I recognized them immediately as cartel enforcers from across the border. They surrounded me, forcing me to back away from Mandy who had a smug, self-satisfied look on her face. I could tell she was proud of herself for bringing the literal devils onto our shores. “Oh, Mandy, what the fuck have you done?”

He just stood there with a smirk on his handsome lips watching the school crowd tear my life apart. Our eyes locked across the space as his smirk widened a fraction. The dark victorious gleam in his pitch- eyes told me everything I needed to know. He had done this. He had thrown me to the wolves without dirtying his hands. He used his power to turn the entire school against me in less than twelve hours. I wanted to run to him. I wanted to scream at his face and beg him to tell them the truth.. My legs felt like heavy stones pinning me to the floor as the students pushed closer, their voices rising into a deafening roar.

And whenever that happened, well, let’s just say memories were made. Tyler slapped me on the back, the booze still running through his system. “Maybe we’ll get to sign your next cast.” I rolled my eyes at him, almost shuddering at the thought. How did I become the only sober one in the group? Wasn’t that Adrian’s job? To play babysitter while the rest of us made the most reckless decisions of our lives? We made our way to a corner of the hall. Somewhere no one would approach us and ask me questions like “Oh, Zachary, where have you been?” “Are you okay?” “Can you show me your arm?”

She looked at the screen and said, “I could tell you about them. The Cartel De Imperio.” I laughed. “You’re bluffing. You know nothing about them.” “I know everything about them.” She started. “They started in Platinum Pack and they've spread into three different territories, they all have a crab tattoo on the neck, they recruit young werewolves and they sell drugs at The Vincio Club in town. Oh, and they have a loan shark team too.” My jaw dropped. “I’ve been chasing these guys for years and found nothing. How the fuck did you know all of that, little duckling?”

"Trust me, even though Demon acted nice to you, he's worse than his brother. He once created a motto for his group - 'Stab them, but don't kill them'. His assassins exactly did as his words, they stabbed his enemies repeatedly, but didn't finish them, healed their wounds, took their organs and started to stab them again." "Jesus!" he drops the fork on the plate. "He sounds like a flawless sociopath and I lost my appetite, thanks to your explanation. By the way, who's the boss of The Sharks? Skinny-psycho or angry-bald-heady?" "Angry-bald-heady," Two G laughs a little. "But he seems scared of his brother, though Demon hasn't killed him yet. You can say that The Sharks are ruling inside the pr

Sinister Chi burst all over its body, rotating around the seven-layered Wheel of Life. According to the realm-increment with each layer, this huge black bull was already an existence of an Immortal Emperor or Demon Lord. As the golden eagle seemed to have remembered something, it kept retreating and exclaimed in human language, “Your Highness, you’re... the Bull Demon King?” The Bull Demon King roared angrily, “Since you know who I am, why don’t you kneel and kill yourself? Do you think you could lay a hand on my buttocks?” The golden eagle trembled and kept retreating.

He didn’t expect the bull general’s methods to be so cruel and heartless. “Hahaha, how about it? Do you like it? Don’t worry, when this world is conquered by us demons, you lowly creatures will become willing slaves for us. When that happens… Hey, I’ll blow up those called humans into fireworks in the night sky. Hahahahaha, that must be enjoyable, right? Ah! I can’t wait to do it.” The Bull General’s words enraged them. Long Chen also fell silent, but his intent to kill had surged strongly, matching that of his ancestors there. Imagining how his family, friends, and loved ones would become demon slaves or demon bombs, it truly made Long Chen’s blood boil.