Stalker Bf Novels & Stories

I shook my head, my throat dry. “It's a studded paddle.” He turned it over in his hands, letting me see both sides. One side was smooth leather, and the other was studded, the metal bumps rising like the nodes on a medieval mace. “The smooth side will leave a deep, thudding impact. The studded side will leave marks. Small, precise circles, each one a different point of pain.” I glared, and he smirked. “This is my favourite toy.” I raised a brow. “Have you used it before?”

They stood with military precision. The filthy rags sloughed off their shoulders, falling into the toxic sludge of the loading bay to reveal the sleek, matte-black armor beneath. High Council Stalkers. They had embedded themselves in the dying perimeter packs, waiting for the dome to crack, waiting for the anomaly to step out of the light. The lead Stalker stepped over a cowering, skeletal woman. He didn't draw a blade. He raised a heavy, silver-salt containment rifle, the barrel humming with a sickly purple charge.

Not long after Kirou led the girls away, the stalker from before tried to follow them, only to be blocked by two players(?) in similar apparel. He tried to go around them but the two players kept blocking his path. The stalker wanted to stab both players and kill them instantly so that he could continue to follow his targets, but alas, villages, towns, and cities are safe zones in Immortal Era and the system restricts the use of all weapons and combat-related skills.

The sight of her, the genius of this abomination, sitting at the center of his kingdom, put a fresh burst of fury into him. He entered without being noticed, shutting the door quietly. The snap was as final as a gunshot. "Evelyn." She looked up, a professional smile stitched onto her lips. It never reached her eyes. "Anton. I was reviewing Q3 projections. The market reaction has been. significant, but not lethal. The Stalker scenario, while damaging, has given us a clear-cut villain. We can bounce back.". The Stalker story," Anton echoed, his tone ominously low. He strode to the window, gazing down at the city he used to think he controlled. "A tidy story. Nicely wrapped. The fallen soldier,

and after that Bhea explains how she survive the apocalypse they learned that when the apocalypse began she was with his BF they go here also when the rescue arrives but they are one of the unlucky people that didn't even arrive at the building and because of chaos, she was separated to her BF because of this, she tries to went home but she was block by the horde of zombie she runs fast but tripped in the court and there she discovers accidentally her skill and status BHEA BALAYO AFK BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 100 STR 4 AGI 3 DEX 3 MEN 3 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL AFK- PLAY DEAD SKILL, ZOMBIES WONT ATTACK THE USER AND TREAT THE USER AS A D

Knowing that Mae is tucked in the safety of the car, I surge forward, fighting this with the last atom of last and determination I have. I duck by a drum as one of Benson’s men slashes his bullet through the air to meet me. However, from the other side, Stalin pokes out his head and squeezes three bullets from his gun to hammer the guy. Breath harsh and heart roaring, I step out and Stalin follows my lead. He unzips his bag and throws an RPG at me the moment more men rush out from the building, ready to fight us. My boys are on it, showing their skills in marksmanship with every round of bullet they release.

I paired it with sliver stellitos, I took my time to go down the stairs, to where Felix was waiting on me. "You look like a princess,'' Felix fanned his face. "I know.'' I gave a lopsided smile. He span me around, then dipped me low and kissed my neck. "Just don't get eaten by the beast.'' Felix whispered in my ear. I giggled, ''come on, lets go.'' Felix whistled as we arrived at Mr Walker's home. "If I didn't know better, I would say this man is apart of the MOB.'' I scoffed.

Brandon stated. I KNEW IT!! Nobody can move that fast at a scene. Brad knows this area as he knows computers. Once he has his prey– he will strike. If he does get help, then everything will go smoother. “Holy shit, he’s a fucking genius. He is the ‘Silent Stalker,’ huh?”

He blinked his eyes in time to see Mama P smiling up at him. "Oh Bebe, don't worry about him, Sky will come down when he's ready." The elderly woman cooed and Stefan wasn't hungry anymore. He was going to get up and go find Sky when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Stefan's eyes shot up in time to see Sky standing at the foot of the stairs. Stefan's lips fell apart at the sight before him. Standing in all his glory was the beautiful, flawless, shirtless, and sexy as all fuck, Sky. His eyes were a perfect baby blue, the sparkles all gone yet they held Stefan captive. Sky was bigger, his toned chest flexing with well-defined muscles, his lips a full sexy red color, his long honey bro