Venti X の小説・ストーリー

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There were only a few passersby, as it was already past midnight. Suddenly, a screeching noise of a car was heard, disturbing the peaceful atmosphere of the night. Not long after, a black sedan came into view, approaching at an extremely fast speed. The passersby turned towards the source of that awful noise. And then, as if in slow motion, the car arrived and slammed violently into the bollards, losing all control. The impact echoed like an explosion and the vehicle flipped once, twice, before crashing onto its roof with a brutal, final thud.

She'd learned the layout of the main floor, identified security patterns, begun to understand the household dynamics. And she'd seen him. Alpha Kael Stormridge, in the flesh. Marcus's killer. Sera pulled out her phone and scrolled to the photos she'd saved-pictures of Marcus, smiling and alive. The evidence of his murder. The anonymous note that had started everything. She needed to remember. Needed to keep the hatred sharp and clear. But when she tried to summon rage, tried to feel that burning need for vengeance... Nothing. Just exhaustion and emptiness. Her wolf was silent. Her heart was numb. She was a weapon, yes, but weapons didn't feel. They just cut.

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

Jaxon’s jaw twitched in what I suspected to be restraint, as he took a step back from me and dipped his head in slight curtsy, averting his face from my face. “Meanwhile,” I continued, nodding in the direction of the Argentina hunger, “I’ll go to Argentina with him. Follow up the trails he found there. One out of the two has to be Seraphina.” I paused, running my gaze from one face to the other. “We leave at first light of dawn.” The bounty hunters were dismissed after they were paid the first percentage of their fees, including the third one that didn’t yield any result, and after they left, Jaxon never returned to the study.

In a rush, I asked, "Sir, how long until we get there?" "Twenty minutes, at the very least." The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror whilst holding a cigarette in his mouth. "You know, you're the first customer I've seen who's been in such a rush. Usually, they'd want it to go as slow as it could possibly go."

Chapter-8-Lucan “How are we going to go with the attack?” my second-in-command, Toffar, asked as we mounted our horses at first light. Behind us, the men were already assembled, we were all set to ride toward Windborn village. I swung onto my horse, gripping the reins with confidence. “What do you mean, how? We ride as we always do. Steel and fire.” He gave me a look, but said no more. Behind us, the men were already mounted, rows of iron and leather gleaming faintly. The sound of horses snorting and stamping filled the silence, hungry for the road.

“The history of Xenia isn't hard to guess. She was a weak god, her power can easily be manipulated to fit any craft.” Poison snatched Violet's hands and held it, his smouldering greens melting into her Violet's one. “If you, the holder of your this energy can't control it, what will happen when you attempt to consume energy outside of you!” Violet attempted to pull her hand away but Poison held it against his chest, keeping it there. “Inhale!” Violet frowned but when she saw that Poison closed his eyes, she closed her eyes too, inhaling. Her heightened senses immediately perceived the movement of his heart beat.

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

“As you have already figured out, I am your mysterious benefactor. The entire mess outside would have been easily avoidable had you not let your pride get the better of you. But that is not what’s important here. I am here for an issue I need thoroughly investigated. After all, you hold the most powerful force in this city. You can get the information that no one else can. I need all the information on an accident that happened five years ago outside Creedmoor City Hospital involving a couple named Zach Garrett and his wife Rachel Kent. I need everything you can get on the perpetrators, the masterminds, and anyone else involved in the accident.” “This issue is of utmost importance so no one