Novel & Cerita Moments Of Mayhem Pdf

"Why, you!" May shrieked, her expression morphing into one of embarrassment and rage. "L-Let go!" It was a rather indecent position to be in. However, Damian raised his hand and slapped May's butt. Squealing, May nearly fainted from the mortification. "You bastard! I'll kill you!" Damian slapped her again. "You—" Despite her all-consuming anger and hatred, May dared not say anything else. She merely glared daggers at Damian, her eyes seething with resentment. How she wished she could kill him.

The world slowed. Maya experienced all, and nothing, at the same time. Luca’s gun pressed against her temple. A breath that sunk deep like the rumble of a cannon as Zane prepared to take his shot; his silver eyes the very storm, filled with turmoil. The muffled screams, gunfire and chaos swirling around them. But in this moment — it was just those three. A trinity of hatred, power, and an irretrievable history.

Stacey reassures bending towards her as she crosses her arm across May's shoulders. Putting her palm on her forehead, May sighed and replied; “ You're right. It's the side-effects I guess. I'm just feeling a lot of rage inside. ” May exhales deeply right after. “ I don't even have enough time to think about that, we need to evacuate soon. ” feelings, buttacey sits beside her. “ Look May. I'm as angry at Liam as you are, even though he was my ex-crush. I want to sue him as much as you do...”

Pakin’s P.O.V The dread that had been simmering in my stomach finally boiled over as I knelt on the sticky club floor, my hands raised awkwardly above my head. The crowd that had been jeering and chanting moments ago was now scrambling for the exits. Some slipped out quietly amidst the confusion, others made a loud, desperate rush to freedom, pushing and shoving past each other like animals. It was chaos, but at least they were leaving. Good for them. My eyes darted to May, who knelt nearby, her face pale and strained. "May," I whispered urgently, "go. You need to get out of here."

Every strike, every blast of flame, every breath we take is in sync. But the weight of it all presses into my ribs. The vision. The fear. The raw, helpless fury. They planned this. They knew we’d be here. That May would be shifting. They wanted blood. And we’re going to give them hell.

CHAPTER 65– PAWNS AND PLAYERS MAYA'S POV What would you do if death brushed past you so close you could feel its breath? If your life literally flashed by like some bootleg N*****x montage? I don’t know about you, but me? I was totally freaking out. Like, the “my-soul-almost-left-my-body” kind of freaking out. I kept quiet the entire ride, and honestly, I was glad Damian did too... though I did catch him stealing glances at me.

"Well then, let me spell it out for you. "You invited me to your dance competition that day, planning to have me kidnapped on the way. But things didn’t go as expected, so you and Yannis came up with a new plan. This time, you are the one being kidnapped. You wanted to demand my company's shares as ransom. "But you miscalculated one thing. During the video call that day, I noticed something strange—the kidnapper had a mole on his hand, just like Yannis did. It was even on the same finger, the same spot."

"Before I decide one isn't enough." Marcus touched his split lip, looking genuinely shocked. "I'll have you arrested for assault." "Go ahead," Damien replied, unfazed. "I've been arrested before. Worth it." May appeared suddenly between them, her expression terrifyingly calm. "Both of you, out. Now." "May —" I started. "Not you," she clarified, gaze fixed on Marcus and Damien. "Just the testosterone parade. Out of my bakery. Take it to the parking lot if you need to beat your chests some more."

Like nothing she’d ever experienced or imagined. "Jeremy—" Her voice broke and he slid his hand under her hips and drew her against him, controlling her pleasure. The excitement was fierce and hot, clawing at her as he increased the rhythm, and she met each driving thrust with wild abandon. It was wild and crazy and the climax hit like a violent storm. As it crashed down on them, Penny clung to his slick shoulders, shattered by the violence of the emotion that swamped both of them. --------------------------

As soon as she saw it, her face drained of color. Everyone gasped and murmurs started to spread. I tossed another stack onto a nearby table. “Communication records. These are messages that prove this little act of sabotage was not just an accident but part of a calculated revenge plan.” Maya took a step back and her fingers trembled as she reached for Derek. “This—this is a setup,” she stammered. I could see her confidence slipping. I ignored her and continued, flipping to the next set of documents. “And here are photographic proof of the damaged roads caused by your actions. Roads used by innocent people, by your own pack members. Roads that could have led to deaths, Maya.”