Novel & Cerita The Merciless Ones

Her last memory was the sight of the men in black, their faces obscured by the darkness, as they forcefully extracted Sara from the car. Book 2 "Alive" - Coming Soon

“Which way to the quarters that don’t have pixies or werewolves?” As a security officer nervously led him away, the rest of the team was left standing in the hall, staring at the spot where he had been. The air still felt colder. The chapter of their simple recruitment had just ended. A new one, filled with ancient demons, gray morality, and a boy who carried the weight of a paradox, had just begun. ---

Everything felt peaceful. BAM! The doors burst open violently. The maids gasped startled as a group of mud crusted, bruised,filthy naked men stormed in. Darting their feral eyes till it landed on Marisa. Amongst them towering and snarling was Raul. “Everyone. Out!” Marisa snapped sharply. The servants half bowed and moved sharply scurrying past the rogue wolves. One maid past by a wolf called Gregor who smacked her on her butt. She gasped startled and ran away.

But inside, it was engraved with the date of our college photo. "I will." Just then, the church doors were kicked open. Wood slammed against stone. A massive boom. Nico rushed in with bloodshot eyes. He brought eight soldiers. Guns out. Black barrels gleaming in the sun. "Let her go!" he roared. He pointed his gun right at Julian's head. But a second later, hundreds of red laser dots covered Nico's body. Julian’s men were shadows, emerging from every corner. They were professionals, armed with silenced, superior weapons. Nico's thugs were outclassed and outgunned.

Dash got on top of me and rained punches down on me. For a split second, I felt like I was just one step away from death, but I refused to give up and die just like that. I thought I would die from cancer—I had never imagined I would end up being beaten to death by the man I hated most. When Dash's fist slammed into my abdomen, I coughed up a mouthful of blood. "Get away from him!" Maisie's face turned deathly pale with fright. She slapped Dash hard and pulled me into her arms, panic written all over her face.

came me. “Kill them all!” The voices called out. I enjoyed the strength that was flowing through me, even though I had no understanding what was occurring. He coughed up blood and was panting for air. His black-stained lips and tongue were visible to me. He belonged to a small group of lethal mercenaries known as the Children of Shanahara. I once read about them in an old passage, but why was one attempting to murder me now when they were thought to have been exterminated long ago? His heart escaped his chest as I balled my fist. Someone was trying to assassinate me by employing a group of extinct assassins, so I had to find Dimitri and we had to leave immediately. Two additional black-clad

The moment she was spared, which he'd be glad to give her, she'll beeline to recovery chambers. He missed Mikhail more than he could express. "Who do you think is behind the ambush?" They hadn't seen it coming. None of them. "Smart enough to shut out defenses first." That held the powerful truth. "A group of mercenaries? Like Black Hawks?" Black Hawks were famously known and doubly cruel. They had blown up entire villages for the right amount. So when Evan asked this question, everyone stilled. If Black Hawks were involved, humans were involved. The group consisted of both humans and the wolves and the cats.

his voice echoes, the ringing sound of his firing gun following. Blood splatters from the bullet hole in Emilio’s head, staining the marble floor as it quickly pools beneath him. Suddenly, a string of chills shoots down my spine, but it’s not from the gruesome sight before me, the sound of a familiar voice meeting my ears. Stepping back, I snap my head to the side, looking up at the top of the staircase where Mercy stands with a terrified look on her face. It’s as though she’s seen a ghost, her face as pale as the day I took her from the hospital.

What the hell are they doing here? I pushed the curtains away and there they are looking like robbers who were caught in the middle of a robbery. Both of their mouths were sucked in. I understood that they did that not to try to let out any sound. Their bodies are stiffed and almost pushed into the wall. If only, there is hole or they could dissolve, they could be easily disappear. One of them is clutching his mobile so tightly that I am amazed it has not broken yet. That is how they stood. I turned back to Jonathan bewildered.

And thankfully, Dean said nothing. “You are a worthless piece of crap, and I’m more than happy you’re ending up this way. You deserve it. You are a…” “Terrible person,” Richard finished for me, finally speaking after silently enduring the storm of my insults. “A swine. An evil man. An animal. Hell, you can even put a gun to my head right now and blow my brains out— end this misery for me, and I’ll take it.” His voice cracked. I was taken aback.