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I am one step closer jerk, one step closer on beating you. END OF CHAPTER 35

Chapter Thirty Chaos The sound of stacking wood echoed around the courtyard. Nora wincing each time the wood was dropped, her eyes locked on Jace who was still slumped over on the ground. She shut her eyes and tried to fixate on him and see if she could hear his heart. Her heart pounding in her chest was the only sound she could hear as she fought back tears. It couldn’t end like this. She looked out over the courtyard, her heart sinking even more, her pack members struggling to not fight. Every time one of them moved so much as moved an inch, the guards fired the wolfbane poisoned water onto them. The moon starts to peek out against the sunset. She squeezed her eyes shut and begged the mo

Chapter 63 Truth *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader’s discretion is advised. Thank you. *** “What the f*ck is going on?!” Hector cursed as he tried to block Leila. Hunter tried to stop her – but she was just so strong. “Ouch! F*ck!” Hector cursed loudly – as he felt his arm getting wounded by Leila’s elongated nails.

said Hugo, both of them was being careful with their every move, their were bears and mountain lions in forests too but they didn't possessed threat like barbarians, Hugo had fought Barbarians in many battles he knows their tactic, for Hugo Barbarians were not smart they was just animals. It wasn't much late when Hugo saw some curiosity arising in Athen's facial expression, "What's wrong" asked Hugo looking at Athen, "I wanted to know about the patch of yours and that scar on your arm" said Athen quietly as if he was struggling to decide whether to ask or not, Hugo laughed pointing at his eye patch he said "It's embarassing but I hurted myself, I tripped and hurted the left eye with my sword

the Ghost remarked, dispatching another enemy with swift precision. Luciana and Tomiwa didn’t hesitate. Grabbing the opportunity, they opened fire, covering Capello as he reversed the car , smashing violently into one of the SUVs. The battle turned into a bloodbath as the Ghost weaved through the battlefield like an angel of death, eliminating enemies before they could react. Sergio roared in frustration. "Kill them! Kill them all!" Dino sprinted toward Sergio, dodging gunfire, before landing a devastating punch to his jaw. Sergio stumbled, wiping blood from his lip. "You think you can stop me? Sanchez will—"

The other animals stopped running; their confidence boosted as they joined in the fight. It seemed their power couldn’t match mine any longer. Suddenly, the loud sound of gunfire echoed through the lonely bush. A deep scream erupted...it was a voice I knew all too well. It was the voice of my best friend, the one who had always protected me since I first became aware of my existence. “Valera, save me…” he spoke in a language only I could understand. I turned my head and ran toward the direction of his voice. I saw my friend lying in a pool of his own blood.

At the corner of her eye, she saw Leni pointing on her direction and the Reapers and Badbloods dashed towards her. Then she turned back to Rila. Her sister was looking at her and she was smiling. Tears smeared down on her bloody cheeks. She mouthed the words in her lips. "I'm sorry. I love you." "Rila!" Serra called helplessly. Then Roque brought his ax down on her sister. "NOOOOOO!" She cried. Serra then burst into a golden flame. Heavenly fire burst out from her chest and her sword blazed on her hand. Then she was suspended in the air like the sun.

He regretted being so unrestrained when he saw a pretty young attendant. He did not expect that it would cause such serious consequences and possibly even costing his life. Who would have thought that Silver Face, the captain of the Red Flame Mercenaries who looked like he was halfway to the God Rank on the surface, would turn out to be a God Rank guardian? Everyone else did not expect it, let alone him. Otherwise, Dark Cape would not be as chaotic as it was now. Now he was seriously injured and as he was being carried by Killer, who was a mid-Dragon Ranker, he offered no resistance at all.

LORD OF THE UNDERGORUND SOCIETY CHAPTER 73 [Same face, but with a different persona] It was after four in the afternoon in Belize, yet the agitation on Gerry’s bloodstreams seems like it couldn’t wait much longer. The Marlboro he lighted in a fewer seconds a moment ago was already left discarded, ashes fell on the floor, it was in an attempt to appease how nerve wracking he was onset with the mere thought of that gun being pointed at his head. He wasn’t usually a bum, no fear coated eyes, but to face Pablo Garcia, the gantillo [ the gun’s trigger] he hold never had given Gerry an assurance that he would sprawled dead on the floor. His threat he meant to commit, if given by chances to do so

Guerrero takes out his gun and shoots the man, square in his chest without flinching a muscle then he strides towards Jeremy. “What is this hostile reception I'm getting, Kid?” “There was a… situation.” “I can see that, even the slick and cunning Maxim couldn't slip through this one,” Guerrero mocked. Maxim moaned at his son’s betrayal, “You bastard.” He gurgled, struggling as blood bubbled in his throat. “Take him to the car,” Guerrero snapped at two of his men. “Our bargain is complete Kila Vongov, pleasure doing business with you.” Guerrero turns his back to leave but halts at the sound of two safety levers being flicked off.