Novel & Cerita Jill X Nemesis

“You can’t fool me anymore!” He thought Jill was all bluffing, he saw it as a joke made by her to scare him off. He continued running towards him with the plan to take her weapon away, and took her down. He smiled cockily thinking that he got the upper hand because he was male. But a single swing took his breath away. A strike that could instantly decapitate him, Jill showed him how deadly she was that he lost himself. The girl grabbed his hair showing his full malice. “I value life, I know how to forgive. But deep down, we all have that instinct to kill. That’s who we are, and those who deny are mere hypocrite.” She pushed him away with left kick towards his face. Jm spitted blood as he f

It had given me an opportunity to fall in love with him. “The Nemesis event will get triggered once Allison tries to summon Selene,” Clarissa then interjected, sparing me from having to cover up my words. “If she senses anything is off with you, Kieran, or you go missing for too long under the assumption we had anything to do with it… then it’s all over. Which means there is only one thing we can do.” Kieran then finally broke his eye contact with me, having been staring since I spoke, and turned his attention back to Clarissa.

She was the product of an affair between her mother and a Serpentkin. Unable to accept this revelation, he was overcome with rage and died on the spot. Eyes bloodshot, Gareth drew his sword and approached Jillian. "Willow did so much for you, her older sister, but you were cruel enough to kill her." Now that her identity had been exposed, Jillian stopped pretending. She revealed her sharp, crimson fangs and her hideous, massive serpent body.

Turning her so that she's looking at me instead of away from me. "I don't know what you're talking about." She begins, attempting to feign innocence. However, I know her better than that. I don't know why I didn't see it earlier. Of course, she would try to be involved with all of this. Even the name was a dead giveaway. It's a homage to the man she loves. All the signs were pointing to her being the Huntress, from their hacking abilities to her strange disappearance. Everything was beginning to make sense now.

I whisper, fighting a ridiculous smile. She doesn't miss a beat. "Then blink once if you've developed Stockholm Syndrome." Marcellus watches the entire exchange with a completely expressionless face. "Who are you?" he asks. Val slowly turns to him, absolutely offended. "Who am I?" She points dramatically at her own chest. "Who am I? I'm the woman who spent six hours holding her hair back after Sebastian shattered her. I'm the woman who sat through twelve separate mental breakdowns. And I'm the woman who will absolutely hit you with a chair if you don't step away from my best friend right now."

My head jerks up. “Behave?” I repeat, incredulous. “You tried to fucking kill me.” “I did not try to kill you,” she corrects smoothly. “I conducted an experiment.” “An experiment that nearly killed me.” “But it didn’t,” she repeats softly. The calmness in her voice is suffocating. “Why?” I demand. “What exactly were you testing by trying to kill me?” Now she smiles. Not kindly. Curiously. “You.” My stomach drops. “The human bond to the most powerful Alpha in the world.”

"Why would you do something like that?" "Mom, calm down," Gianna interrupted. "Hermione never deserved Rhys. She's despicable and unkind. Are we going to pretend her father wasn't responsible for us almost losing everything? And it was all because of her deceit." "Shut up. What do you know?" Evelyn snapped. "I know enough to know she's despicable. And I'm happy Rhys has finally come to his senses." Gianna stood her ground. Rhys sighed, massaging his temple. He hadn't let Gianna in on his revenge ploy because of how unstable she could be. "Gianna, calm down."

He paused suddenly, and I could sense the pain in his eyes as he continued, "A beautiful girl named Lilly was just fifteen when she shared her love with a young boy named Damien. Their affection for each other was profound, but before Damien turned sixteen, he was overwhelmed by the powers he had awakened prematurely. In a desperate attempt to save the Crimson Pack, along with his unborn child and beloved, he took his own life." As he recounted this story, tears began to flow down my cheeks; it felt as though he had reopened a deep wound within me. I questioned why I was feeling this way—did I know Damien? My heart ached, and I could see that Gavin was equally affected as he looked at me. "T

"Why did you kill people you didn't know well? What's your motive?" Then Jill hissed sarcastically. "Should we have a reason for that?" Her eyes stared wide at Nicholas; displeased. "I hate them all because they're arrogant." But both Nicholas and Noel frowned, not understanding. "They look down on me just because I'm a beggar," Jill snapped in a high tone of voice. "If only you had seen when those people kicked me and abused me with hurtful words. I think you would understand." "But how did you kill them all? Not even your fingerprints were there?" The bright brown-eyed detective leaned toward Jill. "You're just getting paid to do this, aren't you? To lie like this?"

Whoever this was, he certainly seemed to understand the amount of anger and needed some payback; it sounded almost like a voice into her most hidden soul part. A plan was beginning to formulate in Jayla's mind-the crystallization of her thoughts up until then, which seemed hazy, half-dreamed. Jasmine was too loud, too apparent, but Jade? She was the threat lying around the corners undisclosed quiet, harmless sister behind the scenes while she had manipulated things in her favor. A cruel smile arced over Jayla's lips. If she wanted to play in the dark, then it would be within those depths that she met her nemesis. She leaned into it as, for the first time, her fingers stirred to move across t