Novel & Cerita โหดร้าย

Solo. My body hurts. My head stumbles. Lucas is in where? One hears a door creaking open. I sit quickly. It's him. Lucas here. His face is damaged, blood splattered over his temple. But his eyes, wild as they are, Very desperate. ravenous. Furious. He comes to me in a storm. down to his knees. Grasp my face between his hands. "Are you hurt?" He speaks in a raw manner. I give a shake of my head. "I—":

I got up but heard her mumbling in her slumber, “I am supposed to hate ...you ...because you killed my family....when I look at you I am supposed to remember my sister screaming in ...pain but...but... all I can see is a sweet guy asking for forgiveness for a mistake he didn't do. I don't want to believe you.... but it's a rage of war between my heart and brain ....but all I know is that I lov... Like you Sean, my Mr. X so much that it hurts to take rev...." I stood still waiting for her to continue what she was saying but she had already dozed off.

Like hell would I ever cower to this bastard when he was about to hurt me. Braxton's fists pulsed with the need to hit me. I knew what was coming. I'd done something horrible in his eyes. I screamed at him in front of all these people. His people. I wasn't sure, but I bet no one lived after doing something so outlandish. He could hit me as hard as he wanted, but he would never break my spirit. I would always be me. I held eye contact with him as I tensed, waiting for my punishment.

Leni loves to watch them fight to their death as if like sight of blood spilled on the ground gives her satisfaction". Serra tasted salt in her mouth as she bit her lips in anger. Serra almost throws up. How can someone stand such brutality? Serra pictured Leni sitting up in a high chair and below her were humans fighting to death, blood spattering everywhere. Families versus families, brothers versus brothers. She shook her head and shoved away the thought before she throws up. Her throat felt dry.

My child won’t come back with her crocodile cries. My heir….The rage strikes again and I close my large maws over her head, separating it from her neck slowly, making sure she dies a very painful and slow death. Onlookers watch in appalled horror as I do it with a deranged expression, eyes pitch black. I toss her filthy body to the side, spitting out her head with disgust and turning around just when Drex hits me with his body, digging desperately into my fur with his maws to grab a bite of me. I slam him into a huge tree close by and grin at the sound of bones snapping.

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

"Mom! Ahhh!" Eiden tried to stand up. The lights turned off and on quickly. He didn't want to waste the opportunity and immediately ran to the door. Eiden banged loudly on the door. "Mom! Dad! Corrine! Help!" Eiden's body was lifted into the air again, but this time it was different. His eyes were wide open and his pupils turned white with his mouth open. His muscles began to tighten, Eiden felt an excruciating pain all over his body. He screamed but something stifled his voice. Eiden hit the floor hard. His eyes started to return to normal and the pain slowly disappeared. Eiden stood up slowly. The lights came back on normally. Just then the door opened.

This world is so cruel. ***

All I feel is anger, for this bastard because of whom Aaron suffered so much even become like stone and abusive he lost his childhood because of this bastard "You bastard, how can even a person like you exist in this world who kills peoples for his benefits are a curse on humanity you Asshole, you will die a death of the street dog, you can't even get a place in hell you For years you will roam in the forests with blood and puss oozing out of your injuries and cry for death" I snarled at him And he raised his hand and whacked me roughly and gripped my hair mercilessly "You whore, I see I must have to teach you how to behave, get ready I will torture you slowly that you will beg for death to