Invincible Chicago Novels & Stories

It just took me a while to realize it. Walking out to my car, which wasn’t the old Honda anymore, but my dream car of a blue Chevy Camaro. I always had a heavy foot and had a few tickets along the way. I was my daddy’s daughter for sure, because he had the lead foot as well. The closer I got to my car, something just did not look right. “Oh, my God.” I squealed. All four of my tires had been slashed and the side windows had been broken out. Why would someone do this to my car? I hadn’t heard of any increase in crime from any of the board members. That was something we had looked into when we were making plans for the new building. If the crime rate had been high, there was no way new busines

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"Zombies are coming. Smash it! There are all kinds of food behind this door. You can keep whatever you get!" When those who came with him heard this, their eyes lit up, and they raised their steel pipes to charge forward. However, the titanium alloy door, which had been systemically modified, did not budge at all. Not even a single layer of paint was peeled off. Instead, Uncle Adam exerted too much force and injured his palm, groaning in pain. The zombies behind him had already appeared at the street corner and were less than 100 yards away from them. Uncle Adam sweated profusely from anxiety. Suddenly, he looked up at the window on the second floor of the supermarket. It was not closed.

A platoon of Axis came charging towards their flank, but a couple of demons rushed ahead towards Union soldiers. Chicago moved swiftly to counter the demons, attacking both demons with one technique to behead them both. Both demons dropped dead after being decapitated, but he could still feel the presence of three other demons amongst the charging Axis. "I'll kill them!" Chicago yelled out. "I'll kill all demons!" Chicago began to blitz ahead before a sudden burst of fire intercepted, engulfing him in the flames and forcing him to the ground upon impact. Willie Lou shouted out to her nephew, but she couldn't detect or locate the attacker who launched the fire attack.

*I’ll come back. Winters melted into the surrounding woods, a ghost pursuing another ghost. The van lurched onto the fire road, heading towards the highway, towards Chicago, towards Groundskeeper and the bleeding heart of Dominic’s vengeance. *** **CHICAGO - METRO GENERAL HOSPITAL - PEDIATRIC WING**

Cough—! The smiles on Alexander and Lucas's faces froze instantly. Both of them sprayed mouthfuls of blood. The sound of their kneecaps shattering echoed crisply across the ice as they were forced violently to the ground. They looked up in horror, staring at me in disbelief. "This... this is Imperial pressure? How is this possible... you're just a support-type White Wolf..." "Support?" I sneered, walking down the steps one by one. With every step I took, the pressure on their bodies doubled. "That was only because I was willing to uplift you. Without my blessing, you are less than stray dogs."

I continued, "this is illegal personal debt incurred during the marriage. The spouse is not liable." "So Escobar's three hundred million dollars has nothing to do with me." "Do you want me to keep proving it?" I smiled slowly. Dante closed his eyes and turned around. "Guards! Get these people—" But in the next second, his voice cut off. Instead of Ricci family bodyguards, strangers in black tactical gear appeared. "Looking for someone?" The man in front took off his sunglasses, gave me a slight nod, then turned to Dante. "Don Ricci, welcome to Moretti territory."

Liam challenged, refusing to take a single step back even as Jaxson’s heavy chest pressed against his shoulder. "It's a promise," Jaxson whispered, his eyes dropping to Liam’s parted lips for a fraction of a second before hardening. He turned to his team. "Boys! Let's show the coach what happens when a tourist gets in our way. Line drill. Full speed. Don't avoid the obstacle." The "obstacle" was Liam. Before Coach Miller could even yell to stop them, five massive hockey players lined up at the opposite end of the rink. Jaxson blew his whistle, and the first player—a 220-pound defenseman—charged straight down the ice, accelerating directly toward Liam like a runaway semi-truck.