Mad Max 3 Master Blaster Novels & Stories

"You charged an enemy unarmed then stumbled and failed. They were armed?" "Yes, with a .357 Magnum revolver and a 10 gauge sawed-off automatic shotgun – in tight confines and close range...oh, and no cover." Maddox replied – then to me, "I read the report." "Then you repeated the action a few minutes..." Miyako. "Less than a minute later," Maddox clarified.

Causing carnage was my thing. Lucio aimed at the wall to test out the silver handgun, but it didn't budge. "Why isn't this thing working?" Max took the silver handgun from Lucio's hand and aimed it at the wall. As Max pulled the trigger, a deafening explosion reverberated through the room, immediately followed by a forceful impact. The gun had malfunctioned, propelling Max backward and causing him to collide with a nearby table. The room fell silent in stunned disbelief as the unexpected incident unfolded.

Elena bust into a loud laugh making Andreios laugh along. "Oh, I'm sorry did I hurt you?" She was crying with laughter. "But seriously though you are lucky. What the hell did you do to all our mean Masters, how come they favor you so much?" Elena deadpanned. "I have no idea, " Andreios answered bemused while tying his hair into a ponytail. "Well, whatever it is you have done has paid off, seeing that three months ago I thought I had lost you." Elena's voice cracked as she hugged Andreios.

My thoughts were cut off by sound of someone slamming our door open . At this point I was about to faint but I found five bodies towering over us . " Here's your money ". Someone said and to my surprise this voice is familiar. " Alex take them away ". Leo said . And I felt my self being picked by someone before I totally black out . I don't know what happened after that but I only know one thing that I am the dark light ( Mafia's Possession).

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Max comes out last, walking with the unbothered casualness of a session musician who’s decided the party is no longer fun. We’re well away from the property before the first press van comes up the country lane. They beat the cops there by five minutes. In the back of the car I press my finger to the comm. "Saint. Status on Tariq and Ray." All wrapped up. They’re on the A303 now. No unforeseen interruptions. Both jobs were clean. I can practically hear the Because my boyfriend’s a genius he’s holding back. "Good." Max is behind Oba's seat with his extensions falling into his face. He’s pulling them out, one strand at a time, with more concentration than he gives sniping someone.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze. I felt a presence behind me, and I knew instinctively it was Damario. "How does it feel to be exposed as imperfect?" he smirked wickedly. "How does it feel to be a failure and a disappointment?" His words ignited a spark within me, and I snapped. I punched Damario squarely across the jaw, the impact resonating through the stunned silence. Cameras flashed, capturing the moment, and I knew I'd just made a catastrophic mistake. The media would have a field day and my father would fucking killed me for dragging the Pack's down with my foolishness.

“Insane is kidnapping a man and torturing him for no sensible reason.” I dig the blade into the soft space between his ribs and twist. He screams louder now. Much better. I want the neighbors to hear it. I want this fucking building to remember what it sounds like when I start losing control. Blood sputters out of his mouth, and I wipe a few drops from my cheek with two fingers, absentmindedly. Then I slap him. His head whips to the side. “That,” I snarl, voice low, “was for his face.”

"Then 4th in line, your husband! You already know him so I don't think an introduction is needed. She teased and Mira scowled. "And the third in line is Mikhail who is very cunning, you can call him the brain of the Delgado system... He knows how to manipulate any situation in his favour and he is very powerful... I prefer to stay away from him because you never know when he will use you for his benefits which might turn out disaster for you... He gives me really negative vibes, sometimes I feel that I don't even know him... Now he has a girl and she is___"