Novel & Cerita Rod Rage

The way he had spoken, like he knew exactly which words would get under my skin. I should have seen it. I should have recognized the setup for what it was. Roderick didn’t want a real fight. He didn’t care about winning or losing in that moment. He just wanted a reaction. He wanted me to lose control in his territory, in front of his people. And I had given it to him because I couldn't stand to see what he'd let Olah do to Rain. A humorless huff left me at the realization. For someone I had known for so long, I still underestimated how far he was willing to go.

He gave me a contagious toothy grin, one I immediately returned. His eyes then drifted to him, clapping him on the back. "This is Dr. Alexander Wood, my good friend. Came here for some books." I nodded. "Wood, this is Rosette. She's here now, so whenever you don't find me here, she's in charge." He nodded too, still looking at me. "Hello Rose, nice to see you again." He smiled down at me, and extended a hand for me to shake, the hand that wasn't holding on to the books.

" I cannot help you. I mean to say I will not help you. Why should I get myself involved with anything that has to do with you and your damn Company? Sorry, it's no longer your company. You don't have anything else to boast about. Have you forgotten what your wife and daughter did to my love life? Have you also forgotten that there is Karma? You have stepped on a few toes and now, you want me to use my company's resources to fight and get your company back? There's no way that is ever going to happen. And from today on, don't bring this kind of request before me!" Rodrigo bellowed. He must be out of his mind to think he can brainwash him by telling him history. What the heck is his business

Before she could speak further, Regina Lennox called Rosalind's name, waving her over to a twittering crowd of ladies who were gathered around Brodie. He was grinning devilishly, no doubt regaling the ladies with some scandalous tale or another. Brodie had never met a woman he didn't like. While Aiden preferred animals to people, and Brock had a stone wall around his heart, Brodie's way of dealing with their abusive father had left him hungry to be loved by all without truly loving anyone in return. If Brodie wasn't careful, he'd find himself at the end of a dueling pistol before long.

They were all dressed casually, they looked like they were having the perfect day in the son or shit like that and both Romeo and Luigi had wide smiles on her face. “Your beauty never ceases to amaze me,” He took a step back and winked, Rain’s cheeks flushed immediately and then the screams of pain got louder. Rain looked up and noticed that Alexander was now holding the rod, his back to her. He had taken off his suit, she wasn’t sure when but the sight of the contracting and bulging muscles beneath that shirt did things to her. She rubbed her thighs against each other and tried to ease the very inappropriate ache. Fuck!

Rose couldn’t believe Ty. “When did you plan on telling this to me? Do I have any say in this? Or am I just a bystander?” “You’re the one. My mate. I’m not going to let you be hurt by anyone. My plans will return the pack to me, and the guilty will be brought to justice. Rose, I’ve planned this for a long time. He won’t get away from this. I don’t want war, but we are ready to fight if we must. Your father is known as a twisted soul, but no one can prove what he did. I know where the bodies are, and it’s not enough. Rose, it’s not enough.” Rose could see the conflict in his whole being. His hate and frustration mixed and expanded his conflict into what drove him now.

My master was lying on the floor, with a bloodied face. He looked dead and immovable. “Master!” I growled in anger. Sparks flew from my hands and went straight towards Rod, who was standing, rooted to the ground, with an expression of shock on his face. A growl left my mouth as more fire left my palm, and flew at him. The first one hit him, but the second one was dodged by him. I flew down with a speed I never would have used before. Before Rod could so much as blink, I had my hand wrapped around his neck.

Ivory gasped angrily and she used her remaining strength to launch an attack on Keya but unfortunately Adger used ice element to throw her away and she flew like a piece of rag. ‘Arghh’ Ivory groaned in pain as more blood gushed out of her body. A high grade cell is where the harshest method of torturing usually occurs and it is aimed at giving the person a slow death and a low class brothel is where beggars can even sleep with women for two copper coins, even two copper coins can’t buy an apple. ‘Pathetic’ Adger glanced at her with a look of disdain ‘to think you’re next chosen great witch, and you are defeated like a fly, go die’