La Guerrera Capitulo 68 Novels & Stories

I screamed. ‎ ‎She didn't stop. She raised her rifle with one hand, firing into the smoke. ‎ ‎I saw the enemy soldiers emerge, six of them, clad in heavy black armor, tanks of napalm strapped to their backs. ‎ ‎Vexa didn't take cover. She stood in the open, a broken, defiant statue. ‎ ‎"Come on, you ugly bastards!" she roared. "You want the healer? You have to go through the bitch first!"

Sebastian whistled—and the lab erupted into action. Walls hissed open. From behind them, white-skinned soldiers stepped out. Black-eyed. Augmented. Injected with Lazarus's damned serum. Kc took Valeria's hand. "We have to go. Now!" Gunfire exploded like a thunderstorm. Reina and Dax took the flanks, cutting down soldiers with savage accuracy. Ty provided cover for their retreat, but they were surrounded. Valeria dodged and fired—two shots, clean to the chest of a charging giant. "We're trapped in!"

“You’re the problem. Ever since she came back, you’ve been weak. Obsessed.” Valerio cocked the gun. “Touch her with your eyes again, and I’ll gouge them out.” Luca grinned. “There he is. The Valerio I remember.” “You’ve got one chance,” Valerio said coldly. “Surrender. Tell me where Lucien is.” Luca spit at the floor. “I thought so.” Gunfire erupted before the echo of his words faded. Sera dove behind a crate, returning fire with precision. Valerio took down two men before ducking behind a steel barrel. Bullets tore through the walls, lighting the garage with sharp bursts of flame and metal.

--- Kira and ten Forgotten fighters smashed through the weak side barrier— motorcycles screaming, trucks ramming, guns firing. Chaos exploded. --- Bullets tore through the air. Men shouted. Tires screeched. --- Kael shifted—half-wolf—claws ripping free. He lunged, dropping the nearest guard hard. Liora hit the ground behind the car just like he told her. --- Kira’s voice cut through the noise. “Get the girl! Go!” --- Kael carved a path toward Vortigern. Claws slashed. Fangs snapped. Two guards fell bleeding.

His immense strength caused the gates to rattle violently, cracks appearing with each strike. "Who dares act so brazenly?" The captain of the Avila family guards stormed out with his team, his expression dark. "Who are you? Don't you know this is the Avila estate? You must have a death wish!" "And who do you think you are to speak to me like that? Scram!" With a single slap, Charlie sent the captain flying. The man was knocked unconscious on the spot. The other guards were stunned. That captain was a seasoned Verdura champion, highly skilled and handsomely paid by the Avila family. Yet, he was knocked out cold with a single blow.

Instead of satisfaction, his anger and irritation surged. “FUCK!!” He stormed out of the main security office, slamming the door behind him. Kaizer casually flicked the cockroaches off his body. The war between them had begun, unrelenting, and neither would ever surrender. The Guerrero mansion itself would tremble under the chaos of a young master and a bodyguard who refused to yield.

"Cap, here, she's a fighter." I smile. Persephone wipes her tears away and turns to face Ghost but has her head tuck, not looking at him in the eyes. "W-will, she b-be o-okay?" "Cap is a beast," Gunner shouted from the front as his voice made the child cringe. "Gunner, you ass! Ow! Gentle!" I hiss at the alcohol being pressed on my skin. With that tingling feeling, I clenched my fist, trying to endure the pain.

THE UNEXPECTED RECONCILIATION CHAPTER 68 [And when fate play another game, she was entangled like how it used to do before] Agatha was fuming mad. Her anger is no match to how her eyes are already burning, a fiery pit on a dangerous precipice, but how could not she felt mad? The plan she had been ruined. Earlier, assured when Gerry was being transferred to their headquarters for interrogation, when her men call. Somebody had taken the latter. Men in suits, what more they are armed, and Agatha is beyond furious to know that those guns upon further investigation belongs to a Capo, who is as slippery as his shadows seems to fade through the law. Pablo Garcia, who haven’t had been caught yet, bu

June felt bile pool at the bottom of her stomach. June couldn't take her eyes off her mother who now had red water spilling from various spots on her flawless neck. The beautiful golden locks that had been dancing in the breeze seemed to wither away leaving behind untamed sandy blonde hair, leaving behind the rogue alpha, Gorah. How had her mother transformed to Gorah? June was mortified. June turned to run away but was stopped by an object she didn't remember holding at first. She was holding a bloody katana. No, not this again....

Leaving me completely gobsmacked and standing gawping like a complete moron. He knows how to push my buttons alright; anger buttons, and I am fuming as horny heat is replaced with fiery anger. I just blink at him, my heart pounding, pride wounded and a tiny tremor of rage simmering inside of me like a dull ember trying to catch alight. Breathing hard and just locked on that gaze in a silent war of ‘who the fuck do you think you are?’ Carrero is an utter fucking arsehole of epic proportions. He is no gentleman at all!!!