Nero Dmc Devil Trigger Novels & Stories

SERAFINA Our gray Mercedes AMG GLE 6s3 coupe came to a screeching halt in front of the 120 meters tall building, which stood as the headquarters of the Dekoms empire. Reporters immediately clamoured to our car, their camera flashing desperate lights at us, while their mouths moved frantically.

Gbam! In a split second, Sebastian turns to towards the left side of the road, his jaw drops, and his brain halts in that very second. That very second as his eyes catches sight of a black SUV racing from the other end of the road. He has no time to think, no time to press the brakes if that is even what he should do. The strong black military grade car collides with his sending a wave of pain through the colliding metal into his left side before swinging him like a table tennis ball into a haphazard glass shattering motion.

Just being in the same area as her had my blood on fire. I could tell she was enthralled with the band as so many before her. After the concert I had made sure she would find band promotions anyway I could. Fliers, emails, social media. The first time I saw her in a Devil’s Night t-shirt I knew she was hooked. She was mine and soon she would know it too. Her name is Synestra Simmons and little does she know she holds the fate of the world in her hands.

“Oh, sweetheart. That’s not how this works. You think I believe that? You think if I let you go, Zayden won’t destroy the whole world to find you? No, darling. You have to die.” With a sudden flick of her wrist, Nina raised the gun and fired— BANG! The sound echoed in the empty warehouse. Hema flinched, shutting her eyes, waiting for the pain to consume her. But there was none . She hesitantly opened her eyes. The bullet had hit the rooftop, leaving a gaping hole in the metal sheet. It was a warning. Nina smirked. “That was just a trailer. The next one will be between your eyes.” She leaned forward, her lips curling into a twisted grin. “But hey, I’m generous. Any last wish?”