Novel & Cerita Vicious Six

How fucking stupid could one person be? He explained to us how Kellis’ father’s Alpha had been a loyal customer of theirs for the past five years. Imeela demanded to know what he was a customer for. It was V-69 and also his call girl service. V-69 was a newer drug that had hit the market six years ago. We had been able to destroy a lot of the warehouses that manufactured it, but it seemed like they just kept popping back up. It was a drug originally designed for vampires that was an aphrodisiac/psychedelic. It was the strongest thing on the market.

He finished a couple of six-packs, slumped on the felt couch, watching images that barely excited his eyes, let alone anything else. But then he felt a small boner rise up as the scenes became more gruesome. Carnivorous slave sex, Dink’s favorite. Still, it was not enough to join the other stiffs who sat around on velvet couches with open beers, visibly more active. Everyone in Deep 6 was referred to as stiffs, due to their extreme paleness from a complete lack of sun. He went to the Slave Quarters for a quicky and picked a Polish girl. But she didn’t inflame him enough. He blamed her. He beat her.

I said and he scoffed once again but this time he didn't try to defend himself. Looking at the last one in the room I took a deep breath. "Viha" I whispered while looking at Alaric. "Also known as wrath, known to show any form of anger sometimes even during a calm conversation, emotions tend to be intense" I said leaning forward a little as his eyes flashed a deep red.

Beside him stood a quiet looking red haired boy with sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes and full red lips. The last of the group was perhaps the most intimidating of all—a broad-shouldered guy with messy, dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline, his lips set in a near-permanent scowl. Their collective energy was magnetic, dangerous even, and they all looked at us as if they were sizing us up— “Those young men are known as the Vicious Boys.” Vincent’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I did not miss the warning in his voice. “You’d do well to stay away from them. They’ve earned their reputation.”

, he said. Ax was really brave, in fact he came up with the name of their group - the deadly 6. He gave them that name not because they were the strongest vampires; they were not, although they made themselves appear that way by their reputation. He gave them that name because they were the only vampires brave enough to take dangerous risks other vampires were not willing to take. They were deadly risks, like going into the territory of the werewolf and coming out. So for their death-defying risk, Ax named them the deadly 6. As they moved inside the court, it was packed to capacity. There was no space to even move inside and they had to settle with staying all the way at the back where they

I cough badly and inhale from my mouth. I glance down at his leg. It's bleeding. It enrages him. His body shakes with exasperation. He glowers at me. He extends his hand to hit me again. Abruptly, a vase hit him on his arm. He cries in pain as blood oozes from his upper arm. I'm still coughing as I glance aside. Saavi is standing horrified, clenching the broken piece of the vase. Her eyes fix on Akhil. She is terrified, her hands are shaking but her eyes don't waver. She's ready to hit him again.

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

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Do a very neat work and bring my Guns to me", the boss ordered the remaining two. " Yes Boss!", Callum voiced. "Jones, I want to see the Weapon brand we have here…...No matter what happens, the wounded mafia must not know what hits him. He dared me 6 years ago and took away the brand that was mine, I had the feeling that he was alive. D & Royal Company and Playa Vista should have been mine. Let's see what happens when I pull him down and take everything that rightfully belongs to me. He will come crying at my feet", he said, smiling devilishly.