Novel & Cerita Midoriya Vigilante

Lily’s pov. “But I can,” Midnight hisses as she comes into my room through the wall in her shadow form. “Who the fuck are you!” The man yells angrily, not liking that his plan has been disrupted. The woman rushes inside of the closet now anxiously, looking at me and Midnight. “Let’s leave now!” The woman hisses, “they don’t know who we are!” “Vada Valdamir, warrior for Hades and, Coal Smith, a nobody who women can get to do anything they want,” Midnight says causally, while looking at her fingers.

“Maddock sent sixteen vigils after your visit, but the trail was lost before they recovered any further clues. They’ve been suspended since then, and Maddock has been stripped of his title.” Lucianne blinked repeatedly before she found her voice again and asked, “I’m sorry, what?” She suspended sixteen vigils and a viscount?! Well, now a former-viscount. The vigil-suspension came as a shock because vigils were not just policemen, but high-ranking investigative officers who were talentedly-skilled and trustworthy figures, loyal only to the imperial family. A vampire had to have served for at least a century AND done some form of noble work to even be considered for this exclusive club.

Kira muttered under her breath upon seeing the woman standing in front of them. Victoria Seige. She was a black witch known for her strong envy towards Sapphire Almed, who led the black witch coven. “You’re the—” “Right. It’s me. I was the one who helped Marcus back then.” Victoria smirked. “Mikan, hold on!” Kira’s attention shifted to Miley, who was crying and filled with despair as she saw Mikan’s eyes closing. She knew that Mikan had been stabbed in the back, and the wound seemed deep.

Oliver Valenti—who looked more suited to sipping champagne in Paris than sitting in a mafia bunker. “Victor.” Piero opened first. “One woman. Just one. And twelve teams aren’t enough? For fifteen years we believed that sin was buried.” Victor swirled his whisky. A lazy motion that radiated menace. “She’s no ordinary target. Trained. Hidden by professional hands.” “Or perhaps,” Elthario offered with a venomous smile, “she’s simply a ghost you’ve nursed from your own guilt.” “She’s real.” Victor’s gaze ignited a cold fire. Elthario fell silent.

Pain screamed up her side. She lifted her palm, eyes blazing, and flung her own lightning. It arced through the air, slamming into Nyxara’s ward and shattering sparks across the clearing. Mirelda snarled. “End her!” The Watcher lunged. Its claws tore through the earth, closing in with terrifying speed. Violet scrambled to her feet, throwing another bolt, but the beast was faster. It struck, claws raking across her chest. Pain ripped through her, white-hot, and she screamed as blood splattered onto the Hollow floor.

she started crying sarah seen the scene and got panicked meanwhile mehak called to Aurthur to explain what happened viranica is crying bitterly miya seen the guards dead bodies in a corner so she felt someone came here both the guarding dogs also died she felt something fishy as soon as she came and seen the incident her suspicion became stronger that this is someone's cheap trick then only she noticed someone coming near viranica with knife in their hand Miya took her gun and shooted the person viranica stunned for a moment miya came near viranica and said "its okay no one can harm you" viranica started crying and said "I dont mind even if I die but my son where is he why someone wants to h

Elder Moriah paused to cough out some more blood. So Mark's suspicions were valid after all. I never knew that the Vixens were capable of mind possession. I only know they are capable of morphing into any identity they desire. This mind possession thing was a whole new level to the kind of threats they actually are. If Iñari Okami herself was possessing the mind of Athena, her fellow Vixens won't be far. They're already in the pack, blending in perfectly with our members. "Go now! You must save your sister and help her break free. You must save the pack." Elder Moriah instructed weakly.

"She hasn't forgotten shit, she's been eliminating him her whole fucking life, do you not notice a pattern in her kills; she always goes for the head." Fuck me, I have a pregnant vigilante on my hands, she's not gonna stop, not because she doesn't want to, or because she wants to disobey me, but because it's damn near impossible for her to stop, until I find this fucker and take his ass out she's always going to be avenging her mother one way or the other. I left them both sitting there with their memories and went to check on her; she was sound asleep, curled up around my pillow. Toeing off my shoes I climbed in behind her and drew her tight against me. Feeling the warmth of her body I inha

Orion couldn’t afford to do that. And he was avoiding having to cut off her life just to keep their undead ones. For now, the elders didn’t know about her yet. But then Regulus Voss, the burly man he was with in the desert, knew about her. Regulus had told him that he wouldn’t utter a word but that he would keep an eye on her status. He also didn’t want to be caught off guard that news would suddenly spread that a killer was on the loose. He had told Orion that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill the young woman himself if that would happen. She would not only be endangering herself or Orion’s family, she would be endangering an entire race.

Blood Moon Rising The warning came at midnight. Maya felt them first, her druid senses crackling with danger while she was restocking supplies at the clinic. Through the mate bond, she sent an alert to Blaze: *We have company. Red Valley pack. At least twenty wolves.* The Red Valley pack was notorious – a group of power-hungry rogues who collected supernatural beings for their abilities. And now they'd come for her. She knew they wanted her power for evil, not good.