Tennessee Wraith Chasers の小説・ストーリー

Max was mine. “The information I gave you was accurate. I was coming over to discuss recent developments with you. This girl is being placed on a chopping board and served to us by Noctua. If the file I have in my hands is the truth, then she might be a pawn in a plan much bigger than we thought.” I backed into my chair and stared thoughtfully into my father’s still-red eyes. “Now, my two questions for you are how are vampire hunters still roaming this earth when you promised the entire congregation that they had been dealt with after Mother’s death, and who the fuck is Edward Ravenwood?”

"But you wear a wire. And the moment things go wrong, we pull you out." Agent Chen returned. "We got a hit on one of the shell companies. Large cash withdrawal three hours ago from a bank in Chinatown. Security footage shows two men matching the description of your father's abductors." "Can you trace them?" "We're pulling footage from surrounding cameras now." She looked at Sophia. "If you're serious about meeting with Chen Wei, we can set you up with surveillance equipment. But Mr. Sterling is right—this is dangerous." "I understand the risks."

What the hell! "Shut up," she whisper-yelled. She then lowered her gaze, her eyes were wide with fright... To say that this whole situation was hot was an understatement. Katerina Drackon, the vampire hunter who I found extremely attractive was disguised as a boy and beating up vampires at and illegal underground fight! That was beyond ATTRACTIVE. Good girl is actually not all that good. Immediately I felt my plan of getting her to hate me slowly slip away. And the thought of grabbing her and placing my lips on hers making an appearance.

Oliver shifted uncomfortably beside me as realisation settled over my hoard, thirty more of them answering my call and falling in around the lake. Naomi's near black eyes widened at the Shifters in the lake, seeing the shadows form around them like cloaks. They're fucking Wraiths. She hissed, her disgust and rage being echoed through the hoard as they started to Shift, their forms taking the likeness of slender, bald people, cloaked with shadows and their voices echoed as clicks and screams not of this Plane. My jaw clenched. Tell me Abe is with someone. Naomi moved, her shadow fading for a moment.

“You’re the victim here, Vee.” “I’m not a victim,” I mutter bitterly, clenching my jaw. The tires squeal against the pavement as Nessa takes the turn onto my street too fast, my hands flying to the roof of her car to brace myself. My house comes into view and I see Chase’s white Ford Raptor parked in the driveway, my heart plummeting. “Fuck,” I murmur, realizing that we’re too late. As we draw closer, I see that there’s another truck parked beside Chase’s and his friends Alec and Dare are loading boxes into the tailgate. “What the hell?”

None of this senseless play of power was right but it was the fate the universe had dealt them, this was what it meant to be one of the seven relics. “Tora,” Chase called. Tora looked in his direction. “What?” she asked, shielding her son from having to look at the man’s corpse for the second time. “This hunter has runes tattooed to his body.” Chase disclosed. “Was that why he was so careless?” her husband added. “It is kind of shameful that the hunters are now relying on witches. Even much disappointing that witches now do their bidding.”

'' "How did you ever find my apartment? This one is new, and no one knows about it.'' ''I have a tracker on you.'' ''Now I'm being stalked. Was that how you found me in Colombia?'' ''No, I did it after, didn't want you to go ghost on me again.'' ''When did you even do this?'' ''I'm tired of all these questions. Can you get me undressed now?'' ''You are a mess.'' Kristoff threw the car key at Chance, who had to dodge so that he didn't get hit in the head. ''Whose car did you drive, anyway?'' "Malcom, now please, enough talking.'' Chance had his hands on his hips, staring down at his drunken lover. Once again, Chance found himself undressing Kristoff, having to fight to pull his pants off, whi

"Wraiths cannot be killed. It's a huge form of shadow taking a physical gait. It has no flesh or blood whatsoever. The best you can do is make it vanish." She stood up from the bed's edge, pacing around the room. "So how, how can we make it vanish?." "The three T's." "The three what?" He walked towards her and kept his arms on her sides. Trapping her between his arms. His grey eyes looking brighter from up close. Like a thunderstorm. "Track. Trap. Terminate."

My eyes immediately faced the road trying avoiding his burning stare. We finally got to school in total silence. He packed in a space usually for the Titan's finest, but I really didn't see the need to inform him of our useless people king order here in Jordan high. We both got out the car and right on time we were welcomed by the Titan's finest. "Yo, who the hell packed in our space?", Some low life called out from the back of the black truck. Bryan stopped to look moving his head slightly so as to excuse him to see who said that. Three boys from the back jumped out while two others stepped out from the driver and passengers seat.