The Ruthless Elimination Of Hurry Novels & Stories

Sparks showered over them, blue and white flashes illuminating the madness of the struggle. ​I hit the final 'Enter' key. The screen turned a deep, visceral blood-red. DELETION IN PROGRESS. ​"It’s over!" I screamed, standing up and leveling my submachine gun at both of them. "Dante! Look at the screens! The Council is broke! There’s nothing left to buy, and no one left to pay!"

The blaring sirens pierce the air, their sharp, jarring wails igniting an urgency within us all, pushing us into action as the reality of our situation crashes around us. "Branch out and eliminate anyone who comes off as a threat," Mitchel shouted to his comrades, urgency ringing in his voice, as he surged ahead, tightly gripping his father in a harsh embrace. The tension in the air was palpable as he pushed through the chaos, determination etched across his features.

Mine and theirs hesitate for half a second. And then I destroyed them. I didn’t think. I didn’t plan. I moved. Fast, brutal, unstoppable. One after another, I cut them down. Claws tore, teeth crushed. I slammed one rogue into the ground hard enough to leave a crater, then tore the throat out of the next before he could even react. Another tried to run. I caught him before he made it two steps and ended him too.

Hazel's atonement score kept climbing until it finally reached 100%. That was when it plummeted because King Ragnar had found a better hound. The two dogs were pitted against each other. Hazel was drugged by King Ragnar and gradually weakened before the other hound tore her apart alive. Out of 36 players, only I remained. By then, I'd lost track of how much time had passed. The comments were still full of mocking remarks. Some rooted for me to die early so they could watch the next batch of newcomers join the game.

Aiden did it quickly, strongly fisting his weeding ring to not show it. “Everybody listen here, If anyone tried to be clever you’ll soon have a bullet in your head. Stay still and do as we say, and we will let you guys go.” The one holding Aiden shouted right from his behind and Aiden lost control on his emotions. His tears flowing out continuously and he was getting out his mind. He wanted Jonathan, He wanted him to hug him and caress the fear away.

Without a second thought, she grabbed Sybil and slammed her against the wall. "How dare you utter his name," Hazel spat, her eyes blazing with fury. "If you even think about laying a finger on another human, I will ensure it's your last." With a swift and forceful motion, Hazel hurled Sybil into the air, her rage fueling her actions. The room fell into sudden silence as a loud crash reverberated through the air. All eyes turned away from Hazel and Sybil, drawn to the scene of nearby chaos. A man lay sprawled on the floor, blood pooling around him, a disturbing sight that stunned everyone present. Hazel's voice cut through the tension. "What's happening?"

My heart beats faster against my rib cage. "Hey, you wait!" I hear the fat guy shout at me. *Get going Hazel!, get going.* "What are you waiting for!?," I can hear Ruthfur's outraged yells. "Get that slut!". *Hurry up, Hazel!* I constantly remind myself not to look back and hurry up until I reach the payment counter.

The man drops, twitching. Another lunges with a knife—Logan twists his arm until it snaps like a dry branch, then drives the blade into his throat. Blood sprays, hot and arterial, splattering the leader’s shirt. Chaos erupts. Hands let go of me as the others scramble, but Logan is faster, feral. He moves like a predator, striking with precision, brutal efficiency. A knee to the sternum caves a chest. An elbow smashes a skull against the marble until it splits. One man’s scream gurgles into silence as Logan’s boot crushes his windpipe.

When you whiteness the oxygen leave their lungs and realize there's no turning back is when all the blitz, fear, excitement, glory, and gore rushes through your body all at once creating an amazing feeling. Having someone else's blood on my hands is the best stress reliever out there. Right after I fuck someone, I make them feel like a dirty used up whore before I watch them take their last breath. And the greatest thing about it is, the cops will never find me or my crew, were anonymous. 3hours later. I sat outside Merlina's house back in California contemplating on what I should do. I came here with a plan on how I was gonna kill Mrs. Kathy but something just wouldn't let me go through wit

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. _____________