Slay Baddie の小説・ストーリー

A dark wave washed over me suddenly and evil thoughts on how I would destroy her sabotaged my brain. "Miss cute, You will pay for every ounce of pain you caused me. I will make your life a living nightmare." I declared then stepped out of the elevator. I headed to my sable Bentley Continental GT and drove off.

I walk over and sit on the edge of his bed. “Are you okay, brown eyes? I can see you have been crying.” “I will be. It wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be.” Yes, he still hurt me, but I was expecting much worse. Ryland moves over and pats the spot next to him on the bed. I smile, slipping my shoes off and lying down next to him, placing my head on his chest. Ryland glances down at me. “What happened?” I push the sleeve of my hoodie up and show him my swollen, bruised wrist. “And he slapped me. That is why I have make-up on to cover the mark.”

I fought the urge to slap the living daylights out of him and poured out all of the pain I'd been suppressing for years. "You say that you've been good to my parents?"

Adrenaline pumps through my vein, I turn, ready to rumble and my breath ceases. Shit. Fucking hell. Ben is my opponent.

Just when I thought we had gained the upper hand, Baddy reappeared, his wicked grin twisting my stomach in knots. With a laughter that echoed through the chaos, he shouted, "You think you can defeat us so easily? The darkness is our ally, and we will not be defeated!" The ground trembled beneath us as Baddy unleashed a wave of dark energy, threatening to engulf our warriors. I felt the weight of his words, the despair they carried, but I refused to let fear take root. "We fight for our future!" I declared, rallying our warriors to stand firm.

she says to him matter of factly as she turns her attention back to Slater. “Release him now” Young Slay says. Salvatore and I close our eyes as we let our power pour through the bond. Slater gasps as he feels it and we feel his body go slack. Images come to my mind and I know that Salvatore will be seeing the same thing. It was Kawa who gave us the answer to how Slater must die.

“Send of them my way, tell them to fight me like they’re about to die, because I’ll be attacking to kill.” Slade’s smile faltered. “Do you want to spar with me first to release all of that murderous energy; I don’t want to have to restrain you in front of everyone if you end up almost killing someone.” I cracked my neck, “No offense my dear friend but no one here can restrain me, and I didn’t say I was going to kill them, but they need to learn to protect the land that protects them.” “I’ll send them your way, but I’ll be watching closely, try not to kill anyone.” Slade sighed, addressing the men and women in warrior outfits. “Beta Jayven will be joining our training sessions for today, and

Every muscle tensed, each strike landed with deadly precision as the scent of rogue blood mingled with the earthy damp of the forest floor. His eyes darted into the darkness of the abyss as he saw the other rogue fleeing for dear life, running as fast as its speed could carry it. A dangerous glint flashed through Slade's eyes as his lips curved into a smirk. “Game!” 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.

*Slap* *Boom* A powerful sound erupted from the seemingly normal clap. It was a loud sound that shattered the nearby glass and threatened to shatter the eardrums of the young Aiden. But for some reason Aiden’s eyes remained steady, and his countenance was the same. And without seemingly showing any weakness, he burst out with great power, extending his retracted arms towards the female assassins with his fingers balled into gigantic fists. *Bang*

"Are you a Badblood too, huh? What can you do?" Serra almost caught out of breath. She was kicking and clawing the Badblood. Her head seemed to blow up. Renaaaaaaaaa Then suddenly, Rena appeared behind the Badblood and slit his throat. Blood sprayed to Serra's face and they both fell down to the ground. Serra was coughing and gasping for air while the Badblood was gagging and holding her bleeding neck. Blood continuously poured out between his fingers until his last breath. Rena quickly came beside Serra and helped her to her feet.