The Ruthless Elimination Of Hurry Novels & Stories

He had an urgent matter to attend to. Randy could finally breathe. ‘W-Well.. What the fuck are you waiting for!’ ***** [Ralph’s POV] SLAM! SLAM, SLAM, SLAM! Why the fuck did he canceled her tail! Ralph Virtus, you stupid piece of shit! Get it into your thick skull: you’re dealing with Virtuses! They play dirty—every single fucking one of them! Even you! Panic stamped on the accelerator and the McLauren went full speed ahead.

I felt my entire body thrum with heat, even though I wanted to remain upset. We entered what looked like a private tunnel, only it was well-lit, and a limousine was parked right at the end of it. “Don't step out,” he said immediately to his watch as we approached the car. I looked at him, then at the watch. It was a smartwatch, and he was obviously telling his driver not to come out of the car. I decided to taunt him, perhaps if I could get him angry, he'd let me go.

I pushed harder, forcing my body to outrun the night air. My lungs burned and my ribs screamed with each gulp of air, but I didn’t dare slow down. If I stopped, even for a heartbeat, I knew the Alpha’s men would catch me again. I tried. God, I tried to run faster but I was unlucky because just as I ran out of the alleyway, out of the blue I came in contact with something solid. The impact knocked the air out of me and sent me stumbling backward with a gasp that scraped raw against my throat. My trembling hands shot out to steady myself against the wall, but when I looked up…

With each passing second her speed was increasing while the strange voices with the light screams increase the pity in this room. He kept his face on her chest, sneaking out of her being, enjoying the light bite, the passing of time. _____________

The strange person said and hang up the call on him before he could even say anything. "Wait but-" Fuck!

she succumbed to the inevitable. Ethan, driven by a frenzied determination, indiscriminately shot at anyone in sight. Meanwhile, Nathan and Lucas operated with cold precision. After targeting few key figures, they retreated to their concealed corners to don hidden gas masks. Then, with ruthless efficiency, they began picking off those who had managed to resist the gas's initial effects. They even hurled additional tins of sleeping gas into the midst of their enemies to ensure total incapacitation. Ethan's resistance eventually faltered, and he too collapsed amidst the sound of gunfire. Lucas and Nathan moved methodically through the room, ensuring that all resistance had been quelled.

Ellen’s plan, though ruthless, was exactly what Helena needed. Ellen’s gaze softened with love, though her thoughts were shadowed by the brutal necessity of their situation. She thought, *It might be better to get rid of both Ray and his so-called wife. Their deaths will give my beloved peace of mind. How many more must I eliminate before Helena stops falling for every handsome man she meets?* ——- Jerry Manchester lounged on the couch, scrolling through his phone with a casual air. The day had been typical, filled with his usual blend of family antics and work. As he swiped through his social media feed, a headline made him sit up straight.

And in the heart of their unity, they find the resilience to protect and preserve the love that binds them together. Filled with fury, Sasha's anger reaches its boiling point as she realizes that Jude has failed to carry out the task of eliminating Gilbert and Louise. Enveloped in a rage that knows no bounds, Sasha's face contorts into a mask of wrath. In a swift and decisive motion, Sasha raises her arm, wielding a sharp blade, and brings it down upon Jude with relentless force. The blade slices through the air, severing the connection between life and death. Jude's head rolls to the ground, his body slumping to the floor, devoid of any sign of life.

Hunter Kill! Kill! Kill! The voice in my head is constantly repeating this and I can’t find it in me to deny it. I slash through everyone that gets in my way, leaving only a pile of mutilated bodies behind me. Yet I can’t find it in me to feel bad. No one will stop me! Kill! Kill! Find! Find! FIND!!! Find what? Skye

He moved with a devastating speed that defied his bulk, every ounce of his being focused now on two things: reaching Ruby and tearing Duncan Ross apart. Ethan, fueled by a terrifying, primal need to reach Ruby, moved with ruthless efficiency through the rest of Duncan's guards with savage, focused power. His men, equally enraged, swept through the room, eliminating the immediate threat. ​The chaos lasted only minutes. When the dust settled, the large space was wreckage, splintered wood and bodies lay scattered, but standing in the center, untouched by the skirmish of the lesser men, were the two rivals.