Phantom Lord Swatted 소설 & 이야기

She snarled, viciously striking me across the face with enough force to knock me into the muddied ground. I landed with a small thud on my side, a blur once again tricking my vision, no not one, but many. I blinked in shock, my eyes barley able to focus on the dozens of vampires who suddenly appeared in the small clearing; each one bowing to their prince. Silas was by my side in the next instant, lifting me from the ground as three others lifted Vincent and when my master spoke; the entirety of Lady Phantomhive’s men backed away in fear. “Destroy them all.”

He flicked his triangular yellow flag and hollered, "Get him!" Roy and the other corpses instantly started moving even more quickly. They were now as quick as Dragonite-ranked experts. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Cassian again. Phantom cackled. "You're deluded if you think the likes of you can kill me, punk." "You'll soon find out whether I'm deluded or not," Cassian retorted before throwing a punch. It became apparent to him that he would have to take down the corpses before he could kill Phantom. Channeling inner energy into his fists, he began throwing out a flurry of punches.

But still my father was not avenged. The longest week of my life finally ended. I was taken by Evinrude. The person who had bought the stolen crate of guns from Hector the very first time. He was not a monster, not even a devil. Even Lucifer himself was innocent in front of Evinrude. Hundreds of Lucifers together make one Evinrude.

Ray shouted, using the last of his strength to grab my mother’s ankle, pinning her to the spot. I grabbed Emily and the twins, sprinting for the door. Just as I crossed the threshold, a massive blast shook the earth. The Manor collapsed in a cloud of dust and fire. I stood in the driveway, clutching my children, watching the flames. "Luna!" Beta Marcus called out, running toward me through the smoke. "We found someone in the rubble!" I turned, expecting to see Ray or even my mother. But instead, a man walked out of the shadows. He looked exactly like Ray, but his eyes were a piercing, glowing gold.

" Nicole knew that the man hated being called old and that was the very reason why she kept calling him that. She had made it her life's mission to make his life as hellish as he wanted to make hers and she would stop at nothing to achieve that. She could see him clenching his jaws in anger and she smiled in satisfaction, an act that pissed Matteo off even further. "I might be an old man..." He replied, still holding on to her hair but letting his free hand roam over her body and rest on her ass. "...but You belong to me. You hear me? You belong to me!" He declared, bringing out his disgusting tongue and licking a nasty trail around her earlier. In all her life, Nicole had never felt more re

“Shut up, pup. I need to finish what I’m saying before they get back from the store.” Bryant tried to say something, but Garrett, Will, and Bethany growled low in warning to him. He crossed his arms and pouted. “Thank you. What the Vasili didn’t realize when he ordered me to be taken was just how much of an enemy he was taking into his home. I know Ford and Rao.” The wolves gasped. “I am known to hunters and trackers as ‘The Phantom’. I hunt them. I’m gathering information, then I’m leaving and I’m taking all of you with me. With luck, we’ll take the bulk of his succubae, too. Any questions so far?” Madison asked.

“Hush now, angel. You’re safe. I’m not mad.” “Sorry.” She whispered. “I apologize. Concubi have nasty tempers.” I chuckled. “Is there anything else?” “Who is the Phantom?” Gunderson asked. “The Phantom is a prolific serial killer who’s been active for the last three years in the state. He kills trackers and hunters primarily, but has been known to take out guards from camps. No one knows who he is. Reports are different each time about his description. We’ve been trying to get him, but it’s nearly impossible. He’s careful and always deadly. No victim has ever been left alive.” Colin explained.

He took a few deep breaths before looking at Nelson who was zoned out, "I never felt so helpless before. That bastard's death proved to be a curse on me. That mother fucker just..." "Boss" the door of his room snapped open, there was a guard whose face was wet with sweat while eyes fearfully stared at his boss. "I am sorry boss... But there is something you need to see." He entered the room and closed the door behind him. The guard handed over a tablet to the Mafia lord. He pressed the play button on the video, his eyes keenly watched the blur footage and as soon as it ended, the old man's eyes popped out of his sockets and jaw dropped.

The succession of griffin and phantoms falling into the whirlpool that awaited them below continued—swallowing the living and the dead into the nothingness of the sheer cold northern sea. “Alpha Dylan! Brother!” Alpha Liam, yelled amidst the heavy downpour of rain. His only remaining garment—his half-torn pants—was soaked, but it did not quench the burning desire to defend his homeland from abomination. Amidst the gnashing of canines and the tearing of flesh, Alpha Liam maneuvered his griffin to dodge two sets of teeth from both his rear sides. He flew towards Alpha Dylan, who was fighting valiantly even with a wound on his right shoulder. The latter got it from a missed claw attack from th

I had a mocking voice when I mentioned his 'boss'. "I'll count to five if you don't step out here and join me..." "What will you do?" I raised my eyes to ask him. He furrowed his eyebrows and made some ridges on his forehead and then started to count as he threatened. "One...two...three..." I swallowed and waited to see what would happen after he got to five."...four... five." He counted to five and I stood there with my arms folded. Pete lifted his left hand and was going to slap me with the back of his hand when I heard Leo's voice, sharp, deep, and naturally commanding.