Lawless Ones Novels & Stories

“ARRGGGHHH!!” screamed a helpless old man as his right palm was stabbed with a knife. He could no longer bear being tortured like this; he wanted to die right then and there. But the person torturing him would certainly not let his torment end so quickly. Lewis, or Law as he was called, was the deputy leader of the Black Wolf mafia, notorious for being sadistic, cold-hearted, and perverted. “Don't die yet, Mr. Harry. I still have a lot of inspiration to paint many marks on your body,” Law said with a grin. He played with his small knife skillfully, as if ready to carve cuts on the body of the traitor in front of him.

Quite clever to be honest, but also risky. Today is the day when the Lawkers put on a ceremony as a peaceful gathering for supernatural creatures that every leader must attend, which include witches, wolves, and vampires. As for others, they are free to come as they please. The Lawkers, according to what he told me, are the very first five wolves to ever walk on paws. The more wolves that were born, the more they needed laws to follow to avoid chaos, so the five wolves made those rules. That's why they are called Lawkers.

Law loved that fucking movie; that was one motherfucker that didn't give a shit about the odds. The man kept his eyes on the gun in Law's hand as he laid in the dirt. "I'll tell you what, how about I put this away, and we go at it mano y mano, huh? Boys, I'm gonna fight this piece a shit bare-fisted; if he gets the drop on me, no one is to touch him, understood?"

She still had that babyish innocent young girl thing going on then, was now coming into her own as a woman and some fuck had been drooling over her for his own sick perverted fuck reasons. I'ma end up burning this fuck to the ground, but first before I lose my shit, I'm gonna make her mine officially. The whole fucking town was full of fuckwits as far as I can tell; who would miss 'em? The asshole that had done Law's family, and now her aunt and uncle, not to mention the fucking hate brigade assholes. What was the fucking point in letting it stand? Law's place was on the outskirts; he won't miss the shit. What a way to be thinking on my wedding day.

"Say nothing else. Only one sentence. Pick up the pace and bite the dust!" "One more gathering of slime balls who have harmed society. I ask the appointed authority to rebuff them. Decapitate them all!" "The hoodlums in the appointed authority's live transmission room are carrying out an ever increasing number of genuine wrongdoings!" "I truly don't have the foggiest idea where the adjudicator got them. Such countless lawbreakers! Where could the police be? Where could the police of New York City be? What's happening with they? For what reason are there such countless hoodlums dodging the law!"

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands." His voice was so calm that it was terrifying. "Rochell, the elders will punish you with the harshest pack laws for the crimes you've committed, but I'll make you wish you were dead before your punishment even starts. Everything you got through the privileges I gave you—I'll take them all back, bit by bit. Don't you love me? Then I'll make you watch how your vicious love will make you lose everything." Rochell collapsed to the ground. She looked into Timothy's emotionless eyes and knew she was done for.

At the same spot, testimony were taken from the bystanders, which also proved that the Eloesas warrior Aida Oneal Claimed that Aeternum was ‘Lawless’ were entirely wrong, because when I asked the cop that came, he said that they received multiple call to the emergency center reporting the incidents. “I might say..Eloesa warriors…sometimes it was best not to quickly jump into a conclusions…slandering, a country and it’s laws base on a simple incidents…may sometimes turn what originally a positive welcome to a negative ones…but, still I thank you for standing up for the injustice…”. I am not going to lie, her words does sting me a little bit. After all I am the one who build it from the ground

I allowed it, letting the gravity settle before I continued. “Hierarchy Law. King, Luna Queen's, elders and Alpha at the pinnacle, followed by Luna, Betas, Warriors, and Citizens. Rank is to be respected, but abuse of rank is punishable.” I let the words linger, the implication clear. Any wolf daring to overstep their bounds would feel the weight of the pack, the kingdom, and the Goddess herself. I saw subtle nods among the Elders; a few warriors straightened, their muscles taut. Even some nobles shifted uneasily, aware that these rules were not suggestions. “Luna Protection Law. Public humiliation or silencing of a Luna is illegal. Harm against a Luna is treason. A Luna may challenge a King

He would win the three-day fishing excursion in Galveston. “Bingo!” Pierce shouted. Groans and lip-smacking filled the air, but Pierce could less give a shit. The only thing Pierce was focused on was Arianna’s excited smile. “I object!” Harry called out, standing to his feet. “This isn’t a courtroom. Please sit down!” Arianna growled. “Why the censorship, Miss Carter? I’m simply trying to point out the injustice here.” “What injustice, Mr. Oswald?” “I think you and Mr. White cheated.”

Lawson explained. “That son of a bitch. I should have killed him. Disfiguring him, bankrupting him… it wasn't enough,” Reed said irritably. “Look, I understand your anger, truly. Juliet, the kids, and Samantha are family to me. And of course, I don't want anything to happen to Jenny or Costello’s woman,” Lawson said. “But we need to start aligning things. Blake told me he wanted to do things by the book, but now we have enough proof that they won’t even respect the law.”