Novel & Cerita Ruthless Call Of Duty

Alan stood up at once. the only thing he was proud of in his life was his passion of being that top model that everybody wants and now when he saw his name in the second place, he clenched his fists in rage. The rage was so steamy that his nails tore down his flesh making his palm bleed out of his closed fist.

The line of defense crumbled immediately after, morale shattered by the sudden brutality. Kael and Atlas flanked the right side of the camp, tearing through barricades, forcing defenders back with sheer ferocity. Kael’s wolf-like instincts were evident as he lunged at attackers with teeth bared, claws striking, his rage a weapon as much as his physical skill. Atlas moved methodically, controlled yet merciless, dispatching enemies with ruthless precision, ensuring no one could regroup or form a counterattack.

She closed her eyes and her finger roamed above the trigger before she placed hard on it, with a sob and realised a series of bullets at him. She could feel his blood splash all over her and the screams of people near by. Her eyes were still closed by the time she stopped and the gun slipped out of her hands landing on the floor with a loud sound. Her eyes slowly flew open and she stared at Valente Russo's dead body. His face unrecognizable and his chest had holes in it, she couldn't believe she had just done this. She took a step back almost tripping but someone held her, she looked up and her eyes fell on Davin before slowly she drifted in to the unconscious state.

His voice rumbled with a dangerous edge, sending shivers down the spines of anyone within earshot. Kurt, the middle triplet, radiated an intense aura of power as his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. His muscles bulged with the raw strength that surged through his veins, ready to unleash a torrent of retribution upon their enemy. His voice, deep and resonant, reverberated with a chilling promise. "You have awoken a wrath within us that you cannot begin to comprehend. No one hurts our Mate and gets away with it."

"That old punk is obsessed with a male heir. He blames you for your brother's death. If he knows that he has....." "Son of a bitch." I immediately regret the words that came out of my mouth. Even if he is about to ruin my life, I thought of his mother and his dark past. But this man has zero compassion. "In deed,I am. So don't mind me acting like one." "You are a complete loser." "Call me one,doc, after I had gone bankrupt. I found a way before that happens." "By ruining my life? If I said no,you will expose Cayden's son?"

“I don’t know who yet… but I can feel it. This wasn’t just about one kiss at a club. This was about chaos. They wanted to fracture all of us — me, Isabella, Karl, even you. Whoever did this is already two steps ahead.” Khalid’s jaw tensed. “Then we need to catch up.” Aura finally turned from the window, eyes sharper now — grief still there, but fury beginning to rise through the cracks. “Then let’s start playing their game.

A sudden blade-like object slit through his throat, detaching his head from his body along with killing the guys who were jovial about their Prince that are now no longer breathing. “Oh, their Audacity to think they could defeat the top five.” A seductive chuckle came. Ruth, Number 4, Wicked Seductress. The woman with an exquisite presence, a temptation incomparable, ready to blind anyone in her charm before killing ruthlessly unlike her name. “Gauche. How they believe ten is on par with one.” Rolling her eyes off, her nails grew back, showing the blade-like object was in fact her nails which grew into sharp needles used only as basic.

******************** Cayden's phone rang, interrupting the heavy silence that engulfed the room. He reached for the device, his senses on high alert. As he glanced at the screen, his suspicions were confirmed—it was Alpha Hawk. Taking a deep breath, Cayden answered the call, bracing himself for the storm of threats and malice that awaited him. "Hawk," he said with controlled defiance, his voice laced with determination. "To what do I owe the displeasure of your call?"

It was the ultimate wipe-out skill. Watching the scene unfold, a trace of fanatic excitement flashed in my eyes. I had gambled right. In this apocalypse where all order had collapsed, Ruth was the strongest cheat code, the biggest powerhouse I could cling to. And Callie’s armored vehicle? What was that compared to this?

I let out a sigh of relief as Noah casually anchored all the Rogues that approached him. Noah's face is very flat when finishing off the enemy. Maybe that's why Noah is called a cold and cruel Alpha. "My Lord will not forgive you," shouted a Rogue to me. I turned, looking annoyed "do you have to shout? My eardrums can break because of you," I said irritably. I hit the rogues at random. Unlike others with their martial arts