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Chapter 141: Hoist The Anchors
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Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 142: Last Words
Harry couldn’t formulate his words. As if they were stuck at the tip of his tongue. He was contemplating whether if he should let me or not since it’s chanceful for my condition. He have to let me. I can’t let my husband die out there.“Harry…please!” I drop on my knees then clasp my hands into a worship posture. Harry was bewildered, panicking when I kneeled before him. I parted my lips to breath because my nose was clog.“You have to let me, Harry.” I mourned, consolidating for him to get his approval.“Natasha…” he was in deep sorrow to see me on the ground. Tears escape from his eyes while they lingered on my features. He chip his lowermost lip until blood was gushing out of it. He heaved a sighed then closing his eyes.“Just don’t fucking leave my side, okay?! Your situation can worsen, and I won’t let that happen!” he screamed but afterward I jumped on him, my hands were wrapped tightly around his neck.“Thank you…” I mumbled against his ear. Harry was silent for a minute before
Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 143: Family Reunion
“Set the alarm! Shut the gates!” I let out a bestial grumble that vibrated through the corridors, and floors. I could perceive their shrieks of torture. I breathed in, and out. My caliginous hooded eyes were shooting daggers as I watched how they run for their lives, calling all the authorities. Two decades. I have been trap here for almost two decades. Yet, none of them did ever to come here for a visit. I showed my chiseled set of teeth while extending out my long arms. My sharp claws flared, lustrous when a light hits it. Everyone was out of their sanity. Some were crawling, making their way out of the Asylum. Thanks for their crackbrained staff that was new here, and accidentally left the keys in my room, I managed to discharge. I can cognizance the consuming flow of rage streaming through my blood vessels. I step on Dr. Victor Mend’s ankle, halting him from what he is planning to do. He’s trying to escape from this place. I joust my head playfully, my hooded sinful eyes were s
Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 144: She'll Be Free
I threw away everything that can link to their whereabouts. I have to make sure everything is put into its place. Leaving print marks would impairment my disrepute. I will never…ever let them know about this.I escaped once. I am not going back again in that atrocious point. I glanced down, noticing that my whole body is beaded with their blood. I cursed, thinking of what kind of body lotion I would use to get rid of the smell. I took a glimpse one last time at their faces that were pale. i grab my mother’s jaw, tilting it to the side. Well, except my twin because he’s the last one whom I killed. His body is still warm but he’ll die.I arrange them here in the basement. No one will know unless someone will break in here.They have to go through me first before they set feet in this house. I breathed out, and was about to pull out the hem of my shirt when I saw something is sticking out of Nathan’s pocket. I took it, my eyes squinched while observing the identification card. Looks lik
Sweet Evil Fangs End
“I-I…” she lowered her head, her vision was staring on the floor. She couldn’t find a word to say after hearing everything what I had said. I smiled, tilting my head to my right while waiting for her reaction. A drawn-out earsplitting silence filled the whole room. I glanced at the man who was standing behind her. He took a step forward before placing his hand on her trembling shoulder. Her wails almost filled the whole room, and it was followed by her siblings. “I-I d-don’t know what to say…” She doesn’t need to weep that much but I understand her reaction. It was heart breaking, even my heart could still cry even at this age. I let my head rest on the heard board when her hold on my hand tightened. Harry cups her cheeks, wiping off the tears that were pouring. She looks up then their eyes locks for a minute. “Your mother fought so hard during her younger years, Ettasha…” “She’s a brave warrior.” “But…” Ettasha spoke again, looking at me from her shoulder. “What happened to my
Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 1: Nathan Jones Davis
I faltered on the ground, keeping my balance as I ran for my life. I can barely feel my feet since I've been running for a while. I don’t need to look back. I can’t look at those red chasing eyes. He will slaughter me! I listened to his yelling that made my knees powerless. I secured my ears in fear as I lurched on the rough pathway. I don’t know where to go. I really don’t have any thought how I got myself into the woods, running away for my life. My breath hitched as I could feel the weariness. I need to halt and take a deep breath, but whenever I listen to his uproarious shrieking clamor of animalistic sound, I warn myself I can’t stop. I have only read those things in books and in movies. Each time I squint, flashbacks of what happened earlier devoured my thoughts. How the blood spread around like it was nothing. How the light hit his fang and it shone in my sight. Something you couldn’t envision was real. My feet hit something so hard that I nearly lost my balance. I stumbled o
Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 2: Avoiding
I heard cheering from the girls, delighted to listen to the announcement. Mr. Williams nodded his head then pointed to the seat that was not yet taken in front of me. "Go sit beside Mr. Smith over there. You're a bit late with the class, so you need to catch up with the lessons." "Yes, sir!" he saluted jokingly and then walked on his seat. "Hey, Nathan! Glad you're in our class! Hey, listen, can I be on your team?" my classmate, Chris, begged him with pleading eyes. Nathan winked, then made a thumbs up. "I got you, man! Let me tell my coach." Chris was in tears when Nathan agreed. He muttered on his lips, 'you're my hero' or something, then suddenly fainted. I shook my head and just brought down my vision on the ground. He looks normal to me. Possibly my brain is deceiving me or something saying there’s a significant connection between Nathan and the man in my dreams that precisely looks like him. But perhaps, I’m just overthinking so I shook the thought away. I can still hear him
Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 3: Help
The next following days went as flat as a pancake. My days were tranquil. Some students tease me and make fun of me since I'm always alone. The truth is I don't have any friends here. I tried, though, but it's hard for me to socialize. My interests in other people here are different. Since I live in a city, most people here prefer going outside and hanging out with friends. I was once told I'm a nerd since I love reading books and watching shows. They even say who even reads books these days. I mean, duh, I do. "Okay, class, it's Friday today, and you know the rules!" The girls moaned in torment while the guys cheered and did a high five. Damn, for the first time, I relate to somebody. Why did I disregard it's Friday today. Meaning? We have to do Physical Education. I grunt at the thought, more like physical abuse, torture, and pain. Every time we play sports, some way or another, my classmates find their way to make a monkey of me. If we are going to play volleyball, they see me as
Sweet Evil Fangs Chapter 4: Visit
I didn't say anything to him since I didn't know how to strike up a discussion. This is even the first time someone has been nice to me. I feel like he's just planning to trick me sooner or afterward, saying there are hidden cameras all over, and I will rapidly discover I'm on a live TV broadcast making an idiocy scene for myself once more. But what am I thinking? Minutes have passed, he just stood beside me. He's too quiet, likely. His eyes are meandering through my body. It isn't exceptionally comfortable since he saw it. I suddenly stood up and secured my body with his coat. It's a great thing this warm leather is enormous and can cover down to my knee. I bolted the zipper up to my neck then looked at him side-way. He put his veined hands on his pockets then let out a tremendous sigh. "I'm sorry about that. I didn't know someone was here." I snort at the thought. They probably didn't hear me crying or screaming earlier. Well, I can't blame them because I am dumbfounded at the abs
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