روايات وقصص ضمن Nightwing Killer

She cannot be… no! The loud pounding of his heart killed his ears, boiling rage consuming him as he held her in his hand, he could feel his beast rise from a deep slumber within him, his eyes golden with its presence. Her name rang in his mind, but he couldn't speak; his throat was tight with anger, his muscles filled with rage. Nightshade. “You have run out of time.” A voice said from the dark. The Killer. It was the Killer. Alaris tensed, seeing murder. His claws itching to yank a heart, his being thirsty for blood and agony.

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

Nigel groaned, his free hand ineptly searching for anything he could grasp, anything he could use as a weapon. Hunter pressed his knee to Nigel's back. His eyes shifted to me as he purred, “Oh trust me, I'm deadly serious.” A dark smirk pulled at his lips. Teeth bared, Nigel tilted his head as far as he could and locked his eyes on me. “Like hell I will apologize to that cock-sucking—" A heartbeat was all it took for Hunter to make Nigel's bones snap in his grip. “You son of a bitch!” Nigel cried out. “You broke my arm!”

He tried to kiss me, but his lips barely brushed against mine before he collapsed, his weight crushing me beneath him. I struggled to push him off, my heart racing with anxiety and fear. Finally, I managed to flip him over, his unconscious body sprawling across the bed. I stood up, my chest heaving with exertion. I looked down at Winston, a sense of triumph and relief washing over me. And then, I reached for the silver dagger hidden beneath my pillow. I raised it high, the moonlight glinting off its blade. With a swift and deadly motion, I plunged the dagger into Winston's heart. His body jerked once, twice, and then lay still.

Kelvin said then aimed his gun at them. "I will take the two black wolves on the right you can take the other two on the left then leave the smaller gray one to Kiera," Lucas shouted then jumped and shifted as a silver werewolf. Once again Kiera was shocked ,but she didn't have time for that because there was an enemy in front of her. She took out her silver dagger and waited for the smallest werewolf from them to arrive in front of her. Banggg! Bangggg! Bangggg! The continuous sound of gunshot are heard from Kelvin's gun.

A shadow jumped through the shattered window, a man dressed in dark Silver Crest gear, a curved dagger in his hand. Killian moved faster than I could follow. He caught the assassin’s wrist. A loud crack filled the room as the bone snapped. With a deep growl, Killian threw the man back out the window. The scream faded into the cliffs below. Silence returned, broken only by the wind and my uneven breathing. Killian stood by the window, chest rising and falling hard. Blood dripped from his knuckles. In that moment, he looked less like a man and more like a war god.

Thanks to Noah’s dish, the beta was getting an upper hand over his enemy. Hudson locked the black-assassin on his neck and twisted it with both hands—Crack! The ninja died instantly. “They took the kids!” Hudson shouted while approaching his comrades, his usual calmed-face turned panicked. When Wade, Martha, and Hudson quickly went outside to pick up the kids, Noah went to his room and grabbed his silver weapon. ‘As long as they live, they won't stop haunting me…’ Noah gripped his twin dagger and followed them downstairs, ’I need to kill them all, once and for all before they could harm those around me!’

They apprehended him before he could escape, and in exchange for his life, he was to give up the one who had been killing rogues these past few months. Kendra’s vigilante parade has caught the attention of the rogues and their leader. Most of them dread encountering the Queen of the Night, as they dubbed her because she only operates at night. The leader of the rogues wants her taken care of and has sent some of his rogue assassins after Kendra. They had used the informant to lure her out. “Will you let me go now?” Jonas asked the man, a hopeful look in his eyes. Of course, the man, a dark smirk, tugged at the corners of his lips before he thrust the knife he had been playing with into Jonas

Then one by one, the Knights appear surrounding him. "Now, there's only you" Sean said clicking his tongue. "Let's finish this, I'm sleepy." Neo yawned "What? Nine against one?" The rogue mocked them. "We're not that low like you." Kian said and smirks turning to his mate. "Love?" he called his mate sweetly. Night slowly walks forward like a predator he is. "You're going to die" Night told the alpha rogue through the link. The two engaged in a fight. kaleb didn't use any of his powers. He's just letting his wolf, Night to finish the enemy. Not that long, Night killed their last enemy.

He took one limping step backward. Then another. When he looked once more— She was already gone. He turned again and ran… The nearer he came, the thicker the smoke grew. By the time the pack walls rose before him, Nightwing looked like a place after plague. The buildings were burning down… bodies littered the road. Some in Nightwing colors, some in Death Valley. The anger surged through him now…. He entered like wrath. The first invader never saw him. Damien tore his throat open while running.