Novelas y relatos de Students In Peril 1 4

Her target wouldn't staining be going anywhere for a while. The piercing sound of shattering glass and the blaring siren from the car sent shockwaves through the students gathered outside. Fear and excitement mingled in the air as they scrambled to catch a glimpse of the chaos that unfolded before them. "The Ghost of Ashgrove High strikes again!" one student exclaimed, charging towards the scene with a camera in hand to capture every moment of the chaos it. A signal was given to the group of boys huddled in the far end corner, panic etched onto their faces as they exchanged worried glances. They bolted towards the car, shoving anyone in their path.

The Old Court's attack hit like a thunderstorm made of knives. The academy's windows exploded inward. Glass rained down on students who'd been celebrating just moments ago—celebrating the curse being broken, celebrating peace, celebrating a future they thought was finally safe. They were wrong. "Everyone down!" Raven's voice cut through the screaming. His silver-streaked hair flew as he moved, pulling students behind cover with his dhampir strength. "Get to the safe rooms! Now!"