Chasseur 소설 & 이야기

Then why am I feeling like this? Chilly goosebumps crawled up my bare arms, urging me to wrap my hands around myself. Not wanting to stay there alone anymore, I rushed back inside clutching the purse in my hand tightly that carried the weapon inside, ready to be used if needed. Passing through the crowd, my heart still palpitating, a black figure bumped into my shoulder. A strong pungent scent smelling like smoke hit my nostrils as I turned my head back to the passer by who didn't even glanced back. The only thing of that disappearing figure came into my view, was the inked tattoo on his arm; three cobras wrapped around a single rose. Their heads angled in a way as if they would strike at an

Just the next day I wakes up and go to the field Just then I see Kayak he run to me and hug me Kayak : if you can't kill animal can you shoot a board Their is a big white board with seven white point on it Kayak : shoot all those point and I won't make you an Assassin again I takes the gun I calculated the gun stability with my soft hand and aim focused for the best accuracy Parr I shoot not only the point but the center of the points I aim the second Again it a super perfect shoot Third Forth Fifth Just when am about to shoot the sixth I noticed blood flowing behind the white board I run to the back and am so surprised to see five people dead Kayak is chaining people at the back of the whit

I matched his pace, my excitement growing with each step. After a while, Killian slowed, his ears pricked as he caught the scent of prey. He signaled for me to follow him more quietly, and we moved with stealth and precision, our senses focused on the hunt. The thrill of the chase coursed through me, a primal instinct awakening as we approached a clearing where a deer grazed unsuspectingly. Killian glanced at me, his eyes bright with anticipation. He crouched low, and I mirrored his stance, my muscles coiled and ready. With a swift, silent command, we sprang into action, our bodies moving as one.

Every sense heightened, and we stood poised, arrows nocked, ready to strike. A hunter burst through the trees, panting as he reached us. “A boar, my lords and ladies!” he exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. “Last seen in the boroughs!” At once, Jagger and the others spurred their horses forward, eager to join the chase. But something else caught my eye—a flash of white darting through the forest, too quick and too graceful to be the boar. Instinct took over, and I tugged my reins to the left, guiding my horse in pursuit of my own prey

She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-” “How can you say it is when you handed me a jade of information?!” She craned her neck, lost all the necessary excuses. She sigh after realizing I already frustrated. She ask with a bit of confussion, “How can the young lady realize my lies?” I sneered. “You really asking that? Really, how can you be a huntress?” She pondered about it, and it only cause my heart to shook with too much frustration. She said after, “Well, I'm not actually a huntress...”

“Ghosts don’t walk into a Luna’s office with clean paperwork and an investor’s charm unless they have someone pulling their strings. And this man is playing one dangerous game that I don’t like. Valerie is already walking on threads, and Maxine is being pushed off a few things in the company. I heard it all from Rosalyn, but nothing makes sense as to where that bastard came from.” Hunter’s mouth twitched, a reluctant agreement. “That’s what worries me. I’ve had men cross-checking every D’Amaris in the northern registry, nothing. Not even a rogue clan by that name. Whoever he is, he’s hiding behind a fabricated identity. And this makes him even more dangerous. If Valerie couldn’t catch his sc

Even though he had barely recovered from the poison, he had an edge by using all the shortcuts I taught him. Time drifted by, minutes grew into hours. The search had become desperate, the air had gotten tense, and heartbeats were beating at an all-time high. Denzel crossed the finish line first with his prey, a black rabbit. Xavier followed next. Alexander came in third. Mathias, fourth. And finally, the fifth place, which Frank was on the run to clinch that spot. He dashed out of the woods, tired and wobbly as he dragged his deer. Unbeknownst to him, Lancel was behind him, holding a white and gold speckled rabbit.

The end of Cunning. Learn what is next for Nox and Charli in DECEPTION

He strained his ears for the distinctive snore that would indicate the young warrior had finally drifted off into dreamland. His wolf was snarling in agitation and Brand's skin rippled with the need to shift and escape his prison when he finally heard it. The quiet but distinctive snore. He immediately cracked open the door, which Vidar had conveniently forgotten to put the crossbar over, and peeked out. The young warrior was in his usual place on the bench, head tipped back against the logs of the hut, mouth hanging slightly open. Brand watched as the boy's chest rose and fell with each breath, the snore emanating from his lips soft and persistent. He breathed a sigh of relief.