Novel & Cerita Jack The Ripper Berserker

The moment the call connected, a torrent of vicious curses erupted from the other end. "You little shit, you looking to die? Who the fuck told you to bring up my name in the group chat? How dare you provoke me? Looks like you've got a death wish! I've got countless ways to make sure you can't stay in this city another day. You believe me or not?" Jack was a notorious thug in Volaris. He commanded a few hundred men, and rumor had it he already had blood on his hands from past crimes. Everyone in the neighborhood kept their distance. Nobody dared cross him.

The guard greeted him back. Jack said, " Sir, i need to talk to you something. " Guard asked him very politely, " What do you want to talk? " " I want to ask about that.... " Jack could not complete his sentence and the guard said, " If you want to talk about that day. Then, i have one advice for you. Please, stay away from this because the one who murdered him is very dangerous. He is not a normal human being. In fact, he is a blood sucker. He ripped the veins of the professor's neck and sucked his blood. He was very furious. "

Who is Danison? -He is the father of Jack and Elen's beloved, was killed by Johnson. The reference is in Chapter 29-30. Is he a system holder? -He was, but after fulfilling the requirements of his contract he was relieved of his duties and had his wish fulfilled according to the contract. Who is Favela? -Jack's first identity before reincarnating and the King of Beastdom. Who is Orinda? -Jerry's first identity before reincarnating and the only companion (pet) of the Berserker.

It seemed to slow the Vampire down, but he wasn’t going to be defeated that easily. The waves crashed against them, occasionally forcing them beneath the surface of the salty water as they struggled, but the East River could claim neither of them, and as Aaron tightened his grip on the Vampire’s waist, he could feel his opponent’s strength begin to fade. This man had killed at least a dozen people, maybe more, over the last three years. He’d mutilated, slashed, dismembered, and decimated the bodies of each of his victims. They’d been too late to stop him from murdering the woman he’d disappeared with tonight, but Aaron was certain this particular Vampire would never have the opportunity to k

I took another sip, savoring the flavor as it rushed down my throat and throughout my body. “You did a good job maintaining self-control,” Lance said, giving me a sexy smile. “If I would have known that you were so drained, I would have fed you myself.” “Umm... be careful what you offer.” One corner of my lips curled into a smile. “I just may take you up on it later.” Then something dawned on me. “Do you think Jack the Ripper was a vampire gone wild?” Lance chuckled. “He was. The Leader of the Vampire Faction in London tracked him down and ended up taking him out.”

TWENTY-FIVE It wasn’t Liz on top of him anymore. Lightning recollection struck and burned: Jack, the man who tried to kill him, the man who wielded scissors, a feral opportunist with short-cropped hair and hatred in his heart. Crests of dead trees grew out of his back like angel wings. That hateful face perched at its center, eyes weeping blood. Lips parted to spit a severed centipede at Michael’s face. “Ever wondered what it’s like to be cut?” asked The Beast inside his attacker. No, not inside. This was Jack. Its voice undulated, hummed, the brushing of fly wings over rotting road kill.

“Okay. Let’s recap. We are in a basement that operates a brothel and is filled with vampires with no backups or security and the owner of this place is the one and only, legendary women serial killer that I happen to study in my literature class. Can this gets any better?” “It can when you see him yourself, child.” Ayara and Rosa screamed and they back away from the man standing near them. Painfully handsome and a tall man that happens to wear black Khakis, bare sculpted body covered in blood, and a long sharp fang on display. If it wasn’t for the blood, he would look like a circus ringleader and he would put Hugh Jackman to shame with his smirk. “See him as me, Jack but I go as Mr. Ripper t

The man lifted his leg to kick Felix's legs making him fall on the ground, he put down the gun and held his hands behind his back with a handcuff that was on his belt. "You are arrested for human trafficking and attempted rape, anything you should say is in front of the council." He spoke and pushed brutally his head to the ground, I heard the crack that he made, he crushed his skull, maybe. His foot was on his head and with another hand, he unlocked the handcuffs that were bothering me. "You are safe, baby." He breathed, now I know who is it. "Rhyker?" I called out hesitantly. The man faced me and pulled his cap off, I gathered my hands and cupped his cheek then pulled off the mask that was

They were tiptoeing when there was a sudden loud bang, like a sound of a drum or a gong. Aiko was quick to pull Kalli behind the bushes. Their eyes widened to see who are making the noises. Kalli bit the side of his fist to stop himself from making any noise while he also covered Aiko’s mouth as she was about to scream. The entities are roaming the street, they are wearing a white long tunic with hood over their heads but they do not have distinct features because their faces have melted. Behind them is a boar-like creature which is emitting a stinky smell. Aiko removed Kalli’s hand and pulled her shirt collar up to her face to smell the detergent she used on it just so she won't puke. They’

His fingers slid through and closed on something small and impossibly precious. Jo gasped—one bright, shocked sound. Blood bubbled at her lips. “JOANNE!” Gabe’s voice ripped. The creature tore its hand free. Jo folded as if someone had cut her strings and didn’t catch her, sliding red across the deck. Gabe’s world narrowed to a pinpoint. Training and terror braided into one motion. The Glock came up, front sight ate rear, and he pressed. Bang. Bang. Bang. The first round hit centre-mass. Tim’s face flickered back human in the shock. Gabe didn’t stop. He rode the recoil and emptied the mag, each shot a refusal, each shot a howl, each shot a wordless accusation at whatever had chosen them.