Sư Tử นิยาย & เรื่องราว

When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained. The little shit fired off a sloppy shot as I came at him. His movements were slow, almost clumsy - a reminder of his human frailty. And I dodged the bullet, not that it would’ve mattered much since my pain tolerance and healing ability were far above average. He fell backward and my wolf snarled, wanting to clamp its teeth around his throat. “Please.” He tried to get away, crab-walking backward; his face nearly green. “Here. Here’s a purse. It’s got money in it. I-I saw the broad go to the ATM.”

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

“Hooked nothing but weed and an old towel.” Kim’s pulse ticked at the ordinary detail; it grounded him in the right place, the right night. “I packed up, headed for Mascot,” he went on. “Then… I think I hit something. An animal.” Kim’s voice stayed even. “What kind of animal?” A picture swam up, blurry but bright. “A dog,” he said slowly. “A large, white dog.” Kim’s face tightened—too quick to hide. Leslie saw it. “What is it, Kim?”

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

My breath got stuck in my throat when he got in beside me. His jaw was set. Lips set into a grim line. And his eyes? They rivalled the worst thunderstorms. I had to be in a car with him for lord knows how long. I didn’t want to be there. Another man I have only seen from afar got into the front seat. He didn’t turn around to face us but when they started talking, I realised who he was, The Wolf Slayer’s Beta. I didn’t know how name either just that he was as horrible as his alpha. Also a pureblood lycan that had way too much power.

"He's been here." Damon's eyes narrowed. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. "Positive. I'd recognize his scent anywhere." Damon nodded, his eyes scanning around. Within me, I could feel my wolf growl in eagerness—an eagerness to catch Sylvester. Sylvester is a strong wolf who had always terrorize other packs, looting and plundering. Building an army of radical rogues.

She gave Ashleigh's hand an affectionate pat. She enjoyed talking to the ladies. Their slow country accents made her feel right at home. As it grew dark they began to tell ghost stories. Mr. Jameson found his way to the porch and seemed alert. He gave her a hug and actually remembered to call her Ashleigh. "You be sure to stay with someone and don't go off in the woods by yourself. There are wildcats around here." "Okay." What the hell was a wildcat? Was it like a cougar? She didn't ask, she would just stay out of the woods.

I was petrified, I slowly walked backward as its yellow and black eyes gazed at me hungrily. "Aren't you going to tell me, scrumptious?" It mocked me. As it slowly crept upon me. I suddenly spotted Alpha Deucalion behind me, ready for his kill. "It won't be a scream, it will be gladness when you're killed!" I yelled. It growled angrily as it jumped to kill me, but Alpha Deucalion stopped it and tear off its head from its body with his bare teeth. Alpha Deucalion didn't stop when it killed him. He kept on tearing his body apart, spurting blood every. Its blood caught my face,

I nodded while tucking a few strands of my hair behind my ear. “Wanna go hunting?” He asked. “Hunting?” I inquired, frowning. I had never gone hunting. “Yup, today I and Luther are going hunting. It’s our favorite game. Actually, It’s in our blood.” He chuckled. “You two kill animals for fun?” “Not only do we kill animals but also skin them and eat them, darling,” Luther said. I cringed at the way he was speaking. “How could you eat wild animals?”

“A wonderful presentation” “Care to explain?” Sachi asked her eyes refusing to leave the terrifying display before her. Guns were messy, and were fast and it usually left a hole when it hit. It wasn’t so…..she had no words for the display before her. But it’ll be good adding that to their weapons.