Page 4 Novels & Stories

The last item on the fourth column was still open. I would close it in Ironveil.

As Jonea got close, her feet suddenly glued to the floor. "What fate is this?" she muttered. “Why is B4 here? Shit!” Four members of the Beasts Four sat at table five with laughter and jokes accompanying them. One of them turned to Jonea and stared at the girl without blinking. Jonea should have gone to table five. She backed up and made a turn before they all realized Jonea had a similar face to Miller's. She didn't want to meet and confront B4. Not out here. However, another diner from table three grabbed Jonea's hand and squeezed her bottom. Jonea stood up, holding back her anger. Her hand gripped the wine bottle tightly.

My body moves to stand up. "Stay down Kitty." I moan standing up again, his hands pushing me down as I fight back. I watch as he moves, my body running for the door, his hands stopping me and pulling me back in. His hands push me down over the table, the rope wrapping around my body. "You wanted to be a brat; well you're getting punished like one." I moan as the rope holds me down over the table. "Four whips witch, count with me." I laugh slightly, unsure why, something about four is weird, usually, it is three, five, or ten, but four?

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The man’s eyes widened, realising his mistake, he quickly typed her name into the computer. “East Wing, third floor, Room 306.” He answered casting a hesitant glance between Deagan and the computer screen. Deagan frowned at his behaviour, but thanked him and turned to follow the signs to the east wing. Deagan’s skin crawled uncomfortably in the hospital air, but he ignored it. It wasn’t until he stepped off the elevator that he couldn’t ignore it anymore. His eyes were frozen on the huge board that was practically screaming at him when he exited the elevator, written in bold red letters was the words,

Brena remained silent for a moment as she tried to find the right words to say. “I have to show you something,” she said, breaking the silence. “What?” I was confused as I watched Brena pull out her phone. She scrolled through it before stopping and staring at the screen. My heart beat with anticipation as I wondered what she had to show me. I tried to prepare myself for what it was because it could have been anything. Brena glanced up at me, and I could tell that she was debating on showing me. Finally, she extended her arm to hand me her phone. I took it from her and stared at the screen. Instantly, my heart began to hurt.

As she turns four rogues step into the mouth of the alley, as iI turn I see another four had blocked off the other end, Acre starts laughing "Why are you laughing?" Lanna asks confused "Well because I would say that we are well and truly fucked" "Yes I would say your right, you are most defiantly trapped or as you call it, Fucked" one of the rogues laugh.

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This place seems more extensive than on video. "Fuck, this place is a total wreck," Gunnar proclaims. "It's like a hurricane hit here." "Kendall, got on a reading?" I ask her. Her infrared gadget tells us it is beeping if anybody is done here. "I see four live bodies, but they are strapped on the other side of that door straight ahead." "There are more?" Gunnar says softly. We approached forward towards a keycard door. I stepped back, let Gunnar implant a C4 paste on the handle, and pressed the button. As we took a step back a few feet while the bomb beeps, it gave out a soundless explosion and opened the door.