La Guerrera Capitulo 68 Novels & Stories

Getting no reply and seeing how pale the unconscious girl looked, Gerald turned to look at Capra Nanny next before angrily yelling, “You beast! Let’s see you try to escape me again this time!” With that, he tossed the Dawnbreaker at Capra Nanny while simultaneously dashing toward her for an attack! With two dangers to suddenly keep track of, the beast was caught off guard! As a result, the Dawnbreaker easily pierced through the beast’s thick skin and directly stabbed her heart! With the beast now screaming out in pain, the Dawnbreaker then hovered over to its neck before slashing through it! Even after that, the monster simply held onto her neck, continuing to scream. Feeling increasingly an

You need to see how a miserable junkie he was during her demise. The scenario that played out between Lucita and the guards left me gobsmacked. Jericho had gotten into the cabin and I had taken my cover. My mouth fell open as I watched Lucita skillfully dealt punches and kicks to the guards. She didn’t miss any of her aims and the guards could barely lay a finger on her. From my hideout I could see into the cabin. Jericho was equally appalled, he stood rooted on a spot as he watched the combat and not until Lucita was done, did he move a step. Same as me.

The look in her eyes conveyed a sense of acceptance, as if she knew her time was drawing to a close. Tears continued to stream down my face as I clutched her tightly to my chest, my heart aching with helplessness and grief. “No, Kira,” I cried out, my voice a lament for the life slipping away before my eyes. But it was futile; I watched as the light gradually dimmed in her eyes, her breaths growing shallower, until, with a final sigh, she departed this world, leaving behind a profound and heart-wrenching void. In the midst of the chaotic battleground, my vision clouded with anger and frustration. Antonio grappled fiercely with Dima, their bodies locked in a brutal physical struggle. But my f

Vera tried to grab Donatella’s leg—Donatella fired without hesitation. The bullet struck Vera’s leg. Vera screamed, collapsing against a container as she clutched the wound. Donatella stepped forward and smacked her across the face again. Before she could finish it, multiple La Mano Rojas soldiers rushed in. Donatella turned and fought all six at once—shooting, kicking, ducking blows, smashing a gun into one man’s face. When she glanced back— Vera was gone. Elsewhere, Mikhail and Nikolai were still locked in brutal combat.

“Shoot them! Don’t stop until they die!” But when I howled, the wolves Guerrero had kept inside the room had found hope and courage. With the remaining strength they had left, they howled back and tried to break the door which distracted the goons. Luther and I used that to our advantage. He, Isaac, and Tristan shot them while I lunged at Guerrero. I lifted him with one hand until his feet dangled while my other hand crushed his hand, the one which held the gun. The weapon slipped from his hand when his fingers broke.

The grip on me loosened instantly, and I heard a pained curse as the man behind me stumbled back. Seizing the moment, I darted away from my captor, and Hunter quickly pulled me to his side, shielding me. Turning back, I saw the source of the disruption. Rhea, despite her own injuries, had managed to strike the captor with a bigger flower vase, her fiery eyes shining even as she clutched her side in pain.

Guerra smirked, looking directly into Jun's raised up face. Jun suddenly growled, throwing away two of Guerra's friends that were holding her side by side, "Now, I am standing up for myself and you can't bully me anymore!" She gave another deep growl, her eyes flickered to her wolf's which shocked the hell out of Guerra that she fell to the floor - when did she have a wolf?

After a short command, his team gathered around him and they focused their aim at their targeted Kapre. They opened fire as one. Their bullets were like a hail of steel rain that split the skull of the Kapre apart. His tobacco flew from his mouth before he fell to the side with a pulverized head. The other Kapre turned and charged at Lukas and his group but they kept their aim steady and fired another wave of bullets that stopped the attacker dead on his tracks. The last one was killed by Francis and his team. The coast was clear and the surviving 666IB troopers ahead had retreated back to safety. They approached the house beyond, praying that no more Kapres were hiding in wait.

Out of contempt for the situation he swifts fast back into the hall. Garth enters back into the hallway and makes his way over to his captain. At the same time, Romera retreats as well, leaving her second left side cage in a pool of blood. In that cage three goblins are dead and she leaves a Jinova woman alive and covered in the fluids of both their essence and scarlet. Both Garth and the spider woman are coated with enough blood to fill an ocean but even so they have a look of pride on their faces as if cleansing and judging is acceptable in this situation. Garth steps to the side of his captain while she is walking and taps her shoulder. The read head looks over at him and notices the piec

I grit out, pulling back angrily and realizing he was basically throwing the match. The warrior muttered under his breath, “Better by you than the alpha beating me into a bloody pulp.” “Are these Gabe’s warriors?” I scoffed, purposefully egging him on. “Hah los guerreros de mi tío Javier les ganan cualquier día. (my Uncle Xavier’s pack could beat you any day)” My opponents eyes hardened. I’d gotten to him. This time, when I threw a punch, he caught my hand in his and twisted, bringing me to my knees. But I was ready. I stuck my leg out, tripping him onto his back and tackled him triumphantly.