Revenge Of The Baskerville Bloodhound Webnovel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I will make the werewolves pay for their sins, for the raping of my mother and the massacre of the newly birth vampire in the early centuries. They feed on the bodies of the vampire and tore them limb them and I will use this avenue to attain my immortality rank." He said and let out a grinned. He stands on his feet and searches around for the wolfsbane he finds it and took his rifle, loaded it with the wolfsbane and point it at the door and the door was pushed open from outside and there he was his intended prey walking to death itself. Lucas freezed at the sight of Baron musk holding a gun and pointing at him and he perceived it, "wolfsbane"He muttered and attempt to run back but then cam

And she indulged them and gave them the load down of the whole saga. After the whole situation they relaxed back and continued Thier day with games and them having dinner together and the mood was jolly and happy. Bloodhound on the other hand left quietly to the porch just to sit and reminisce on the issues of her life and situations she has been in and felt like she handled it properly and with that she looked up " hi dad , it's been a long time , and I really miss you , despite coming into my life quite late, and I really do wish you are here to see me take on the world, to prove to the world that am Enough" she shifts slightly " and mum I did it to prove to you that you did not loose your

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

I shouted, but she was frozen, her eyes fixed on the hound as it turned, as it sighted me instead, as it decided that I was the greater threat. Good. Let it decide that. I had no weapon but shadow and desperation. The geas was burning now, the hour's grace expiring, my magic guttering like a candle in a hurricane. But I was not the girl who had died screaming at a screen. I was the revenant who had risen from burial soil with darkness in her teeth. The hound charged.

"I couldn't! He would be so broken knowing the truth! But I had no idea he would do this. I thought he would let it go. I had no idea he was willing to go to such lengths for revenge… he sees you and Peter as an enemy, I'm sorry. I really am. It's all my fault and I won't deny it. My men are searched everywhere. He is no where to be found… for now maybe" Josiah stood up as he grabbed Dylan's collar. "LISTEN TO ME DYLAN! THIS TIME.. I DON'T FVCKING CARE IF HE IS YOUR BROTHER OR NOT..I don't care if he has the wrong idea in his god damn forsaken brain.... BECAUSE THIS TIME IF I GET HIM, IF I EVENTUALLY LAY MY HANDS ON HIM, oh, I swear, I'M GOING TO SHOOT HIM STRAIGHT IN THE HEAD"

Tonight, I understand that his cruelty I imagined is way smaller than the actual depth of it. This should make the vengeance simpler, but it makes it worse because now, it’s not just my grief anymore. It's hers and Katherine's, and it's starting to feel less like justice and more like something that's going to cost more people than just Edgard when it finally comes down. I get up and pour a drink from the minibar I haven't touched since we got here. I chug it down, the hot liquid doing nothing to ease my restlessness. I set the glass down, and sit in the dark of the hotel room, remembering how I treated her when I first got her kidnapped.

“That bastard tried to get close to me, of course I fought back! In that moment, I didn’t care about anything—I just grabbed whatever I could and threw it at him! Thank god, a small porcelain bottle hit him right on the forehead. He collapsed, and I took the chance to crawl out.” Even though her tone still carried anger, her expression had calmed considerably. After she finished, Vega’s eyes turned red. She couldn’t stop herself from expressing relief. “Oh my god, thank goodness you were lucky and managed to get away! If that scumbag hadn’t been hit, I can’t even imagine what might’ve happened!” “Is he still upstairs?!” Christan asked coldly, his face darkening.

He held his head to regain his gait, then moved towards me and Derrick menacingly. “ It's useless Gwen, he won't survive.” “Even if he doesn't die by my hand the foxes will take his life when they arrive.” He said viciously. I looked at Mad dog in surprise. I couldn't understand what was playing out before me. “How could you do such a thing, what did Derrick ever do to you?.” I demanded angrily. My emotions were rising. All I could feel was the urge to kill. I was thirsty for blood, I was scared of my own strength. Being a wolf was new to me, my sense were heightened, and I could pick up sounds. I couldn't see clearly what was going on on the other side. The avalanche I had caused barricade

I said, trying not to laugh at the sight of him shuffling his feet uncomfortably. “I don't understand, you basically bathe in blood when you kill people, how is this so different?” I asked him. His nose scrunched up adorably. “It's different, this blood is so weird." He whined childishly. Ladies and gentlemen, this was the Crimson Alpha, if only his enemies could see him now. I took pity on him and changed the subject, “I don't know what's making me so crabby, it’ll probably pass." I shrugged nonchalantly.