Dendam の小説・ストーリー

Zander always behaved harshly toward me, never pausing to consider his actions or decisions. But Zander became even more furious after Damon's next words, "You can't just yell and prove anything true; you need to accept that Selena is my mate." With a swift punch, Zander sent Damon stumbling backward, nearly causing him to fall. I rushed to Damon's side, catching him before he hit the ground. As our eyes met, I could see fury reflected in his gaze. His golden trident gleamed ominously, and I couldn't help but feel a shiver of terror, remembering what he had done to Demon Kong.

Dax found Damoew in the forest. Hunting alone. Trying to provide meat for the outcast camp. "You heard about the combat?" Dax asked. Damoew's hands stilled on the deer he'd just killed. "Everyone heard. Marcus Greythorn and Jasmina. Single combat. Both nearly died." "She's alive. Baby's alive. Both recovering." "I know. I felt it through the bond." Damoew stood. Blood on his hands. "She almost died, Dax. Almost killed our daughter. And I was here. Useless."

He looked very handsome when he was silent like this, without his usual flat or cold expression. Fahira shook her head, trying to dispel the thoughts that admired the man who had taken her innocence. Outside Darian's apartment building, Mang Damar was waiting anxiously for Fahira. "Let's go home, Miss, it's late!" Mang Damar said as he handed Fahira her helmet, which she immediately put on. Fahira gazed at Darian's apartment building for a moment, feeling conflicted, before Mang Damar's motorcycle carried her away into the distance.

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

Dainiel could only see the build of this person, but based on the strange height and shape, this person must be a woman. “Finally, the time has come. We will begin our game Ameira, it is called; 'The Game of Death'. Either you die for them or they die for you. Try to catch me, if you can," she evilly whispered as she glanced at the young woman sitting on the ground.

He hated the fact that he was putting his friend's life in danger and he hated even more the fact that he was putting his pack's life in danger. Jasmine waited patiently for them to come out at the foot of the staircase. "You're here!" Elle came to join her, holding the baby in her hands. "Oh! Here is the cutest person in the whole wide world!" Jasmine cooed at the baby. Damien came out of his room and immediately went to the common area of the house. He immediately summoned every single person that would play a part in this war. "I want everyone to be in their places. Make sure everyone is in their places!" He yelled as everyone ran to their places. It was really hectic as people ran up and

“Anyone who doubts where they stand, leave now. But know this, if you stay, you stay until the end. I will hold no grudges on you, and I will hold the line going back if you choose to, but at least you would have the courage and the strength to say that you do not want to be part of it. I do not like it when someone steps back halfway because of fear, because right now what we are going to do, it's going to demand courage, not fear and not running away. Those two options are not going to be an option.” No one moved. Good. A deep rumble shook the earth beneath us. Dust fell from the beams overhead. Outside, a howl, not wolf, not human, split the night air like a blade. I swallowed hard. She w

he said, and they nodded. "Be safe," he added. We walked for hours, and Matthew told us we would get there within three days. Matthew was a very strong person. He could kill twenty demons within a second, and his fighting skills were extremely great. I was happy we had him by our side. "We need a place to rest. It's almost midnight," Camila spoke up after hours of walking. "I agree," Gold replied. "Let's make a tent for the night," Lex suggested. "That will be great," I replied.