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Where did these laser dots come from? “Did you really think we came in here unarmed and unprepared?” mocked Ivy. “Before stepping into this hotel, I already flew a few drones into the premises. These are my new drones, armed with gatling guns and laser tags. One push of a button and they will turn you all into swiss cheese in a crimson pool.” “So, the way we see it… it’s advantage Phoenix Mafia. Oh, that reminds me…” Jim then took out a remote and flew another drone in. This one had a monitor attached to it. The monitor turned on and Charles was on the screen.

From the far end of the next corridor, three small shapes darted into view. Drones. It's not the sleek, commercial kind. These were jury‑rigged—maintenance bots retrofitted with sensor arrays and taser rigs, the ugly child of a Roomba, and a riot control catalog. “Non‑lethal, my ass,” Dante repeated. They came at knee‑height, fast. Jax dropped, fired. The first drone sparked, skidding sideways. The second juked. Too smart. Niko swore, fingers flying on his pad.

Two Years Later Ryker Lora came home a few weeks ago and told me that Drax was alive along with Aidan and Ty, they have been back a few years now and he currently has a new identity. I was in shock at it all and didn't know what to say or think, I was just happy as she was telling the truth. He goes by Drake Valmore these days and has a security business that is one of the top businesses in the supernatural realm. She told us what Lily had said about them taking revenge on all those who were involved in their murder and we needed to talk to them as we were on their hit list, Drax had a photogenic memory, and seeing us there, he would think we betrayed him and in a sense, we did. We also lear

A figure moved near the kitchen island. The man was small, wearing a thick black hoodie and heavy cargo pants. He didn’t look like a professional hitman. He didn’t move with the quiet precision of a tactical team. He was clumsy, his boot kicking a stray piece of glass against the baseboard with a loud clink. He had a giant, professional camera rig slung over his shoulder, and in his hands, he held a sleek, military-grade drone with glowing green landing lights. He wasn’t here to kill me. He was here to hunt.

But they still needed a lot of training if we were going to be going head on into a war. “Hey, what’s that noise?” Leah asked. And I looked over at her. I could also hear a noise. It wasn’t a plane but it was above us and I moved further into the open field to look around and see if I could find it. Suddenly I saw a drone flying over the pack territory. “The vampires have drones now?” Leah asked. “That’s not a vampire drone. That’s military.” I said. “Human military?” She asked. “Yeah.” I said.

Zane walked towards Aiden and looked straight into his eyes. “Why my mate is inclined towards you,” Zane asked in a serious tone. “Alpha, she is my Luna and I respect her,” Aiden said bowing her head down. Zane smirked and turned around and looked at Elena. “He is my loyal beta and he will not help you in escaping my wrath,” Zane said with a victorious smile on his lips. Elena raised her head and looked at Aiden with vulnerability.

This is why I dislike this particular power of mine. As a result of erasing human memories, their bodies experience a strong reaction. Most of them just faint, but there are also cases where they lose their lives. I accidentally killed a dog that once wanted to ruin my plants after I erased its memory. And such a death is not impossible in humans as well. Fortunately, this time, Melody only fainted. I quickly left before other servants came and noticed. "I'm sorry, Melody. I had to do this." _______________ "Are you the famous Doctor Pepperian?" Without manners, I spoke loudly to an old woman who lived alone in the forest.

One bullet, one small metal object lodged in his skull, that changed our lives forever. I hurriedly opened the door to Eddy Manson's office, and what I saw left me speechless. On the floor, bathed in a pool of blood, I can see the body of the young notary, still wearing his glasses, his eyes open and a gun in his hand. When I look up, I see the last person I'd expect to see in a place like this, Drake.

Just as she turned it on a voice of a lady was heard who was anchoring the news. “The police confirmed the three murders to be a serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over-” she turned off the tv because of the boring news. The only thing interesting