روايات وقصص ضمن Jack Reacher Killing Floor

HR and Director reached to a place, pointing their guns towards a group of wolf who was howling, facing towards moon up in the sky. Jack's memory flashed back everything that had happened in his last birth.He could now saw the same situation,which was his last day of his parents. Jack attacked on HR and teared him with his pointed nails.When he got completely injured and he laid on the ground,Jack attacked on Director too.He pierced him into pieces.HR anyhow stood up and pointed his gun towards Jack but Jack escaped from his bullet and attacked him fiercely,teared him everywhere and killed him too. Jack went to the group and started howling with them.After that,they went back.

” Kayley ~”God baby are you okay? Jackson ~”Yes just carry on ahead.” Jackson has been hit on the side. I reach my hand to his waist, he is gushing with blood. Soon there is a second gunmen trying to block our way. Cummings ~”Get behind that wall.” Cummings pushes on ahead. Suddenly there is a loud thud. One of the shooters hits the floor. Jackson ~”Come baby.” We move on forward again, heading for the main bedroom. There is a second round of fire.

“We are on the top floor. I guess that’s the thirtieth. They’re moving us, though. We’re being herded up onto the rooftop. That’s where the firing squad is already situated. They’re Hunters, Jo. Hunters and Vampires--to take all of us out.” “Assassin Hunters,” Jo said, letting everyone on the IAC know that their suspicions were correct. “We’ve got titanium,” Jo told Jamie. “We’ll be fine.” “Titanium is not foolproof,” Jamie reminded her. “We’ll be fine.” They were already at the door to the thirtieth floor, but Jo was waiting for Cassidy who was a few floors behind them. While she was waiting, she contacted Elliott. “How are you doing?” “Peachy. Every time we kill a row of bloodsuckers, they

Rounds chewed walls, blood splattered white paint, spent casings clinking hot on the floor. Hammer hit cover—a steel pillar, cold against his back—breath ragged, Glock steady. A shadow flickered left—Flinco’s point man, too close. Hammer pivoted, too slow. The rifle butt—AK stock, reinforced—slammed his temple, a white-hot crack splitting his skull. He hit the deck, vision bursting stars, ears ringing as Flinco loomed—face bloody, lip split, eyes wild. “You killed my old man, you fuck,” Flinco snarled, boot pinning Hammer’s chest, Beretta 92FS cold against his forehead. Hammer stared up—calm, hard, no flinch. Death was close, and he’d dance with it if it came.

he said casually, leaning back. “What do you mean nobody knows? You claim to know everything!” Ryan took a sip of whiskey, eyes glinting. “Yes, I know everything… except that. Only Trunks knows who’s behind him. That person owns the game—moves every pawn. We don’t even know if it’s a man or woman, but rumors say he’s fearless, cruel, and terrifyingly strategic. He’s the reason H and Sash became twice as powerful after Mr. and Mrs. Choi died.”

His lips twitch into a grin before he disappeared in front of me and when I looked back, I know that he was holding Victoria Stephen’s neck and was ready to kill her. Poor unconscious woman. She doesn’t know that someone is trying to kill her. “ Can we at least have some peace?” Alpha Zac plead as he slumped himself into the floor and just lay there like a fucking child. His hands play a blade full of blood. Surely, they did go and hunt. The glistening excitement over his eyes made me guess that his victims didn’t take it easy before succumbing to death. Alpha Zac loves it hard and painful. The same thing that I delivered but I do it because I want to.

The way she dropped to the floor and lay in the pool of her own blood. It keeps haunting me. And I know I will never recover. Mostly with the naked dead bodies I saw earlier. Never in my twenty-one years on earth did it cross my mind that I would end up with such a sick, psychopathic, and cruel person? Jack shoves me into a chair and ties the chains around me. He deliberately put my hands behind me so I will be unable to stop him from giving me the pills. "You don't have to cry over a baby, I'm not sure it's in a form now. It's just blood." Jack laughs like a maniac and I end up trembling really hard because this is not good. This isn't good at all.

Slowly, we descended. “You can fly now?” My head lulled against his chest. I felt like I would never move my body again. “It’s more like a rocket jump.” I heard the smile in his voice, but it faded quickly, “Your arms.” “I’ll be okay.” I tried to assure him. Then we reached the ground. “Who did it?” He growled. “A dead guy,” I replied. “You killed him?” He raised an eyebrow at me. “Of course not! Nathan did.” I replied, wiggling around to stand. But he didn’t let me go, I looked around, no one was in the clearing.

Jack Jack replayed those word in mind again or Pat continued to scream the same thing over and over "you fucking killed her". Charles the head of security had entered the floor as the scene unfolded. Jack felt his heart racing, his colour drained from his face, and his world fell apart with those words on repeat.

"I never liked your brother Riley. I thought he needed to be taught a lesson." "What did you do?!" I screamed. Aaron lunged forward towards Jack like a madman. And there was the sound of two gunshots. Reflex. That's what I'd call it. One bullet had been shot from my gun, the other from Flint’s gun. Aaron's body hit the floor; he made some gurgling sounds. Flint's bullet was lodged into his neck making his death slow and painful. A puddle of blood began forming on the floor. I started to move towards Jack but he shook his head. "House zero-seven-four. Your brother's there."