Unknown Collectables Rdr2 Novels & Stories

I shouted. "Okay. Sit here. You have to see my entire collection!" I opened my mouth without a sound. Raff came with a series of strange objects, most resembling preserved animal fossils and various weapons. Everything is up to date and looks killer. "I didn't come here for this!" "I do not want to know. If you want to accept the weapon Gin gave you, you should also ask me for one. Choose whichever you like!"

When I put one of my eyes on it, and closed the other one, I could see everything very clearly. “You are not to move. Talk. Or even breathe when Kent is here.” My mother said to me when she found out Kent, a werewolf with the biggest clan, was interested in seeing Marianna. “Mama, I cleaned all the china, and swatted the sofa. You won’t find any of our wolf hairs or real hairs. Can Jezebel and I go out now? She hasn’t been out since the incident.” I heard Marianna, my light, my love, my sister, ask my mother. Only her red hair was visible to me but I could almost imagine her pink button nose scrunching up as it always did, as she talked.

A week went by and my mum didn't bring up the subject, everything was normal, as it should be, my mum worked two jobs to support us, Luke helped me with the housework and took care of Bianca on the days I went hunting and to fight, it was hard to have a secret life my mother didn't know about these underground fights I got into, but that extra money was always very helpful, tonight I would earn 50 coins if I defeated a burly girl that everyone called "The wall ", I get ready as soon as she leaves for her second job, I throw my backpack on my back and pass all the instructions to my middle brother, Bianca complains about being alone with Luke but I ignore the complaints and go out the door, o

She dangled the question out there, waiting for one of us to respond. Was she talking about the Nasaru's strange experiments? About this new Blessing stuff that Zander had told me about? "The Collector," said Zander quietly. "It's his collection." "Shit," said Luke. Wynona shoved her elbow into his side. "Oomph." Luke scowled at her. "Pardon my French," he drawled sarcastically. "But Zander means us. Idimmu. We're the weapons the Nasaru wants to control."

And before April could process his new reaction, he instantly went back to his usual cold look as though he hadn't looked shocked some seconds ago before walking out of the dungeon. His words sank in her mind as she looked at the birth mark on her right arm which had been a mystery to herself and her family because it wasn't looking like a birth mark, it was a scar, a deep scar from a wound. She was surprised at how he knew about her birth mark, she had always hidden it from people. The only people who were aware of this mark were her family and her best friend Mandy. If everything he had just said were true, does that mean she was really a witch in her past life? An evil witch at that.

"Lilly, what's gotten.." "That's not my mom," Lilly said watching the woman sitting on the couch staring at the blank wall. "I know?" Brayden said as if they had already discussed this. But they hadn't, how did he know that wasn't Miriam? "She's in the in-between," Lilly said turning to Brayden holding out the necklace for him to see she was also there. They both stared at the shining metal in her hand before Brayden broke the silence. "How?" Brayden asked taking the necklace between his fingers. The only time he has seen this sword is when Lilly uses it in his dreams to stab him. All the dreams flood his mind, the pain and anguish from every stab or cut overtaking his emotions.

He asked leaning forward. Ricky took his jewellery out of his t-shirt. "You mean this? It's a vital thing, you know. It's our identity as Rendells." He explained turning the pendant between his fingers. Neal observed the shiny thing closely. It was also a warrior helmet, but there were only four diamonds in total unlike Drake's, which covered in diamonds. "We all have this." "But this is different from your brother's." Neal stated. Ricky was surprised at that comment then he remembered the person in front of him came there because of the chain.

Stille laid over the platform. Nova and Silas stared at me unconstitutional. Kael approached me half a step closer, his hand instinctive near his Sword handles as if he wanted to cut the hologram. “Help?” I repeated. My voice sounded small in the gigantic hall and unsafe. “I am Jada. A scrap collector from Ouroboros. I have no idea what you are talking about.” The hologram reacted liquidly as if Vance spoke to us in real time.

"They wanted to see what you could do when pushed to your limits. Wanted to measure your power." "For what purpose?" Kael demanded. The rogue shook his head. "I don't know everything. But I heard the Collector talking to someone through a communication crystal. They mentioned a ledger, something hidden in the old Silvercrest ruins. Said it contained names—bloodlines they have already harvested, and those they are still hunting." Korra's blood ran cold. "Harvested?" "Captured healers, the ones they have broken. Those who wouldn't cooperate were..." He couldn't finish.

I mutter, hatred still flowing through my veins instead of blood. I wrap the garrotte wire tighter across my hands, getting into stance as my eyes follow a subtle movement from the bushes. The signal is a howl from Ryker. Ragnar has us all briefed. My hands are covered in a pair of knuckle dusters. I had my leather jacket over my gear, which was actually a crop top and slick black pants that allowed me to move around, a utility belt with a series of knives strapped to it, and military boots. A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.