Scourge X Rosy 소설 & 이야기

Slade voiced out and with a whoosh of air, he landed at the back of the rogue and plunged his hand into its chest, yanking out everything that dwelt there, bones inclusive, a painful scream tore out of its mouth and it dropped dead. Silence blanketed the abyss as the last rogue fell. The forest held its breath, the night air heavy with a mix of blood and earth. And then, cutting through it all was that scent—roses, vanilla, and honey—so intoxicating it drowned out everything else. Slade stirred, his need pulsing through me like a heartbeat unable to ignore the pull. The scent was like a balm, but edged with fear, making me want to protect her, to hold her safe in the dark stillness.

“Now.” But it was too late. A growl came from the trees. Then another. Then ten more. Eyes glowed in the dark. Dozens of them. Rogue wolves. Huge. Scarred. Foaming at the mouth. Lycan stepped forward. “This is your only chance. Leave. Or die.” The rogues didn’t speak. They charged. **Rosa’s POV** The fight was chaotic. Snarls. Blood. Claws. I sliced one rogue’s throat, then ducked as another leapt over me.

If there's anything I know about our world, it's that the need to relive your victory is far too great that sometimes the majority toss away common sense just to have the opportunity to gloat. I hope this would be no different. I hope I would be knuckles deep in some bastard's stomach by this time tomorrow. The attendant shakes his head, his entire face covered in sweat as he looks at me and looks away repeatedly. Fucking pussy. Yet, I don't blame him. It isn't everyday one could see a member or even two of The Black Rose without dying afterwards. But then again, it isn't every time one sees a member of The Black Rose in a fucking freezer.

Too late. She didn't even have a chance to try. My bigger man, the one with the scarred knuckles, caught her wrist and yanked her around. She emitted a raw, despairing scream that tore at the night. I watched her struggle and fight, her body in a bewildered twist of resistance, but it mattered not. The second man, stronger and more agile, pushed a rag against her face. The pungent, chemical smell of chloroform would've hit her immediately, overwhelming her senses. Her struggles ceased, her screams turned to weak gasps. I smiled, my grin unabated, as her legs buckled out from under her and she leaned into their arms.

Margaret said "It's a bonding mark. Used to show that she is his mate. She owns him. If you will. Your wife now belongs to whatever claims her first." Nicolas stepped closer, as he grabbed Rosa despite her scream "And I claim her. I claim them all." Rosa managed to speak through her pain. "Nicolas, please. This isn't you. The curse is making you…” "The curse is gone," Nicolas said, his black eyes fixed on her "What you see now is choice. My choice. I want you, Rosa. I've always wanted you. And now I have the power to take you." Pierce grabbed a scalpel from the medical tray. "Stay back."

Rose screamed out in pain and closed her eyes. It seemed like something got triggeredbin her. Like a curse that was cast on her. She opened her eyes sharply. Her eyes shining brightly blue and her body started shaking beneath him like she was convulsing. Leo pulled out his fangs and licked off the blood that had seeped out. The bite slowly begin to take shape but then suddenly an heavy wind blew him off her. He hit his body against the wardrobe and slid down. He coughed out out blood and looked up to see Rose's body twitching. Hairs. Yes. Hairs began to sprout out of her skin. Her hands started taking shapes. Her clothes ripped apart into shreds. Bones cracked and reformed. She sat up like s

Whereas buying Gold Coins was not an option so that everyone gets a fair chance in the game. Leo and Dard had decided on a name for the guild, it was XSCYTHE. Suddenly a noise brought Leo back from his thoughts, both Leo and Rose hold their weapons with back to back waiting for the monsters to appear. Suddenly a hoard of wild boars stopped in front of them before Leo or Rose could start their arrack a cool breeze of wind surrounded the boars and suddenly from the wind boars one by one started falling down dropping dead leaving rewards and nothing else those were low level boars which appeared in the high level area. Leo suddenly saw a leaf coming out of the wind at full speed aiming towards

I pulled two punches towards her face, knocking three of her teeth out and the next time I moved my legs a sharp pain resonated and I crashed to the floor. "What the hell-" I turned to find a white wolf, teeth deep into my legs. I recognized those eyes. Who wouldn't? They belonged to my boyfriend. The white night of Grimsborrow. Theodore Roosely. Seeing Theo here I knew in my heart he wasn't under any spell and he wasn't here to save me. My mother took this opportunity to strike me hard across the face. Everything went dark. When I came too, it felt like a ton of bricks had hit me.

Beside him was Ty, half-transformed and unleashing all his rage on a couple of lust demons. "Don't tell me what to do," Rose grumbled at Jericho before tackling the demon nearest to her. It screeched in her ear and spurted black ink onto her face. But that didn’t delay her from pulling a knife from under her dress and driving it into the demon’s core. Before the creature could even process what happened to it, Rose was already hunting another one. "Oh, Rose!” a familiar voice called out to her and Rose twisted around, trying to find it.

' ~~Theodora Twitty <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Scarlett Have you seen anyone die in front of you? No? Well, that’s totally normal but no aspect of my life can be described as normal because I have, more times than I can count. I seem to have a morbid attraction to death. If you are thinking I am dead, the answer is no. Bodies and blood, that’s all my life would have been, if it weren't for my parent's love and guidance. If you are wondering if I can sense death, then you are absolutely right. Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string.