Novels by Biggest Werey

The children were so behind watching the dead corpse that they didn't notice someone was aiming at them.Bella took over and started shooting at them.Go go, go get the heck out of here. Maya tried to stay behind and help, but she refused. You need to get those kids out of here now. Lead them to the boat, Maya. She shouted at Maya.Immediately after Maya left with the kids, a bomb was sent Bella's way. She didn't see it on time; it blew up, flying her across. She hit her head hard on a rock and fell unconscious.Blood began to rush out of her head.Maya cried. Coming out, she saw how most of the girls were dying slowly. They were exhausted, and Nathan's guards seem to be pouring in more and more without seizing.Where was Nana, and why was the swat taking longer than expected? She cried. Getting to the boat with the kids, the boat has already been sent on fire, and most of the kids were being shot down dead.Maya was lost in speech. She happens to find a place that hasn't been affecte

She blamed or held grudges against anyone. She accepted her fate as it was.Now I feel what it feels like to lose your loved ones. I am sorry, baby, for being such a horrible mother. I have received my reward for hurting the innocent. She cried.She took her time to bury her 3-year-old baby girl. The son walked up to her.Grandma said you are my mother; are you? Leonardo Junior asks.That is your choice to make. I'm sorry for being an ungrateful mother. Here, your father asks that I give you these. I think it's time you had it. Be a good boy, son. And don't forget to take care of your grandmother. Emily replied to her son.She walks toward the old woman and kisses her before walking away. Come, girls, time to go.Mom I want to come with you. Leonardo Junior said:.No, you stay here and watch over Grandma, ok? Where we are going is no place for children. Without another word, she left her son staring at her, speechless.The grandmother has already explained to him and his sister everyt

Alright, nothing has changed; it is still like we planned it. While Maya and Bella were with our new friend here, doctor Steve. Operate on you, girls, and take out the device. You are all free to go. Emily saidSo we can go back to our families with these files you gave us. Someone asks from the background.Emily and Bella had stolen all the girls files from Nathan's private office. Just after he showed Emily all his crime records, She happened to come across all their files.Nathan has been keeping these files to distinguish them and also for nothing. For him, he believes some of it might be important for him in the future.Yes, Emily replied. But not too soon because Nathan knew we took the files, or, in other words, he knew we would all like to go home. So he would be waiting for us at our home. Emily turned around to leave. And I am afraid that this time he might not even keep us alive.She left them before anyone could say anything more.Bella took over.Emily destroyed the main

Would you like to explain that? Emily asked her.She went all mute. I was just passing by. I didn't hear a thing. Besides, Nathan asked everyone of us where you were that day, and Nana was the one that tracked you down. So we are all together.Yeah, she is right. I was the one that tracked you down by Nathan's order. Nana defense.Really, you were not the one. Care to explain what you always do in Nathan's private office? That was only allowed for me, Leo, and Anna.I... I.. She began to stutter.Oh, how great. The guards guarding my door never gave a word about Leo. Because of how loyal they were to him. But still, Nathan found out. How comes that, hmm, Ali?Ali began to move back, step by step, while Emily kept coming forward. Everyone was shocked beyond words at the most revealing news ever.Every single thing that happens out there, Nathan, somehow keep knowing about it. How the heck is that possible? You don't know what I'm talking about. Yet you are the only one I see sneaking i

Passersby were now running from one end to the other, trying to take cover. Many of them have been hit already. As if things wouldn't get any worse. The swat and the cops were on their way toward them.Emily I have an idea! Nana shouted from the van she was in. The button Teji has, if you can get it. Destroy it quickly; we can't stay here for long. That button holds the bet, and the more he keeps pressing it, the higher the bet goes and the more they keep coming. Hurry up.Alright. She faces Teji with full attention. Let's see what you got. With her elbow, she knocked him twice on the neck since he was only focusing on his driving.She pinged him to his seat. She brought out her favorite dagger hidden in her booth. She dug it into his neck. I brought it out and stabbed him again.She took the button from him, and as she was about to damage it, he hit the gear and increased the speed limit. One hand is on the steering, and the other is on his neck, holding on tight. Emily hit her head

Everyone of you is in the meeting hall now. Immediately gather everyone, one of the girls now. He yelled an order as he walked past the guards in the passage.Everyone gathered in the meeting hall only to see Nathan sitting in his personal seat, folding his arms tight. His fingers were digging into his palms as he folded them.Blood had already started dripping from his palm. Yet he didn't stop; he kept folding them in anger.After a few minutes of silence, he ordered that Leo step forward. Everyone began to wonder what Leo must have done.On stepping out, Nathan brought out a dagger out of nowhere and stabbed his arm.Aaaah Leo screamed out. He felled down on both knees, holding his arm, trying to stop the bleeding.How dare you stab me in the back? How dare you even go behind me? You think I wouldn't find out? You have been fucking my daughter, my weapon, and my instrument. He yelled the last sentence, his voice echoing through the building.Leo then realized what was going on. Nath

Amidst the flickering candlelight in her grand chamber, Constantine stood before a gathering of her fellow witches. The room was charged with an atmosphere of palpable tension, and the air seemed to thicken as she began to speak."Witches of our coven," Constantine's voice rang out, commanding the attention of all who were present. Her eyes, gleaming with a newfound darkness, surveyed the assembly. "As your Supreme Sorcerer, I stand before you with grave news. A prophecy, one of ancient origins, threatens our existence."Murmurs of concern rippled through the crowd. Witches exchanged worried glances, the weight of Constantine's words settling upon their shoulders.Constantine continued, her tone unwavering. "This prophecy speaks of an abomination, born of an unnatural union, that will bring an end to all we hold dear. It must not come to pass."Eyes darted among the gathered witches, understanding the gravity of the situation. The fate of their coven hung in the balance."To ensure ou

Constantine, consumed by paranoia, paced the dimly lit chambers of her newfound power. Her every step echoed her restless thoughts. The once-confident witch, now the Supreme Sorcerer, felt the weight of her newfound title and the burden of her dark choices pressing down upon her."They're all against me," she muttered, her voice a venomous hiss. "Isolde, Baros, even the very witches I've sworn to protect. They're all plotting my downfall."She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as anger flared within her. Her thoughts raced like a storm, each one more tumultuous than the last."I won't let that prophecy come true," she declared to the empty room. "I will do whatever it takes to stop it, even if it means...eliminating threats."The candles that lined the room flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Constantine's eyes, once vibrant and full of ambition, were now clouded by a darkness that mirrored her intentions.She thought of Agnes and the child she carried, t

In the dimly lit chamber that served as the central meeting place for their coven, Constantine stood before a gathered assembly of witches. The air was thick with tension and uncertainty, a stark contrast to the usual air of unity and shared purpose that had defined their gatherings in the past. She knew that her next words would shape the destiny of their coven."Witches of our sacred sisterhood," Constantine began, her voice carrying authority and a hint of urgency. "I stand before you today not only as your leader but as a bearer of grave tidings. It has come to my attention that we face a threat like no other, one that seeks to disrupt the balance of our world and endanger our sacred traditions."Murmurs of curiosity and concern rippled through the assembly. They leaned in closer, their eyes fixed on Constantine.She continued, "I speak of a prophecy, one that has been whispered among our most ancient and revered members. It speaks of an abomination, a force that could bring about

Isolde, hidden in the shadows, had overheard Agnes's revelation to Cain about her pregnancy. Her eyes gleamed with a malicious intent as she realized the potential threat this child could pose to her own ambitions. Isolde had always been ruthless in her pursuit of power, and she knew that she couldn't afford to let a child with the potential for extraordinary abilities grow and challenge her rule.After Agnes and Cain had shared their joyous moment, Isolde wasted no time. She had been keeping a secret of her own - a vial of poison, deadly and untraceable. Isolde made her way to where the remaining lycans were resting, unaware of the impending danger.With calculated precision, Isolde poured the poison into their wine, ensuring that there was no chance of survival. The lycans, already weakened from their past ordeals, were defenseless against this hidden threat. As they drank from the tainted source, the poison worked swiftly, coursing through their bodies and snuffing out their lives.

i couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling of vulnerability that had settled in my chest. The attempt on my life had been a stark reminder that danger lurked in every shadow of the coven. i had always been cautious, but now, with my powers fully restored and my enemies aware of it, i felt like a hunted animal.As the moon hung high in the sky, i slipped away from the grand hall and made my way to a hidden chamber deep within the coven's labyrinthine corridors. i needed solitude to think and plan my next move.Candles flickered to life as i entered the dimly lit room, revealing ancient texts and scrolls that lined the shelves. This was my sanctuary, a place where i had honed my craft in secret, away from the prying eyes of the coven.i knew that if she wanted to survive, i had to disappear, at least for a while. Her first instinct was to seek out Seraphina, her confidant and friend, and share her concerns. But Agnes hesitated. She couldn't risk putting Seraphina in danger and I could not fi

Isolde's voice was a low, urgent whisper as she leaned toward Baros in the dimly lit corner of the feast hall. The cacophony of celebration around them masked their conversation."Baros," she began, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint, "tonight is the night we seize control. We've bided our time long enough. I have a plan, a way to remove Constantine from power, but we must act swiftly and decisively."Baros regarded her with a mixture of intrigue and caution. "What plan do you have in mind?" he inquired, his voice barely audible over the revelry.Isolde's lips curled into a sly smile. "It begins with Agnes," she whispered. "After the feast, when she least expects it, you will strike. Kill her swiftly and quietly. It will sow chaos and confusion among Constantine's followers."Baros hesitated, his eyes narrowing in thought. "Agnes is a formidable witch," he noted. "Killing her won't be easy."Isolde's confidence didn't waver. "I know. But we have an advantage. Constantine's atten

The council chamber was in a state of urgency, the air thick with tension as the emergency bells echoed through the room. Lysandra stood at the head of the table, her expression composed as she listened to the reports pouring in. One council member’s voice rose above the rest, his tone accusatory. “Lysandra, how did this happen? How did Freya manage to escape?”Lysandra’s gaze met his, her voice steady. “I received word that Freya attempted to escape, but she was intercepted by one of my trusted guards. Unfortunately, the guard was unable to retrieve her body.”The council members exchanged concerned glances, their disbelief evident. “And the guard’s name?” another council member inquired.Lysandra opened her mouth to speak, ready to say “Liam,” the name of the guard she had instructed to eliminate Freya. But before she could utter a word, another council member cut in.“And one of the guards, Liam. I’m afraid he’s dead as well,” the council member said, a hint of grim satisfaction i

“You will return to your cell now but by night fall, my guards will come and help you escape discreetly “ lysandra told freya softly “How am I sure you will keep your end of the bargain” Freya protested “Well… you have no choice right now, do you? “ lysandra answered with a smirk. Lysandra’s gaze followed Freya as she left the room, a cold smile tugging at her lips. She turned her attention to the second guard, a stoic expression on her face. “You there, come closer.” The guard approached Lysandra, his posture rigid and respectful. “Yes, Your Grace?” Lysandra’s voice was quiet, a dangerous undercurrent weaving through her words. “I have a task for you, one that requires the utmost discretion.” The guard’s eyes locked onto Lysandra’s, his attention unwavering. “I am at your service, Your Grace. What is it that you require?” Lysandra’s lips curved into a calculated smile. “I want you to accompany Freya on her journey out of the city.” The guard’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “But

The cell was dimly lit, the cold stone walls casting shadows that danced around the room. Freya sat on the floor, her expression a mix of defiance and resignation, as she awaited the inevitable. The heavy door creaked open, and Lysandra entered, her presence commanding the room’s attention.“Freya,” Lysandra’s voice carried an air of faux sympathy, “we find ourselves in quite the predicament, don’t we?”Freya’s eyes bore into Lysandra, her response laced with bitterness. “What do you want now, Lysandra?”Lysandra’s lips curled into a self-assured smile. “I’m here with an offer, Freya. A way out of this cell and a chance at freedom.”Freya’s eyebrows furrowed in suspicion. “And what’s the catch?”Lysandra paced slowly, her gaze fixed on Freya. “I’ll be blunt,” she began. “The council is calling for your execution. They’re hungry for retribution for your betrayal.”Freya’s eyes flickered with a mix of anger and resignation. “So, what, you’re here to gloat?”Lysandra’s expression remaine

Lysandra paced back and forth in her private chamber, her frustration mounting with each failed attempt at casting the locator spell. Her hands crackled with energy, but every time she channeled it into the spell, it fizzled out, leaving her seething with rage.“Damn it!” Lysandra hissed, her voice a mixture of anger and exasperation. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she struggled to rein in her emotions.As she attempted the spell once again, a timid knock sounded at her chamber door. Lysandra’s head snapped in the direction of the interruption, her eyes flashing with irritation. “What is it?” she snapped.The door creaked open, and a young maid hesitantly stepped inside, her eyes wide with trepidation. “My lady, I-I apologize for disturbing you, but the council has requested your presence in the main hall.”Lysandra’s lips curled into a snarl, her patience worn thin. “Can’t they see I’m busy?” she spat, her tone dripping with venom.The maid’s shoulders sl

The cold, damp walls of the cell seemed to close in on Freya as she sat on the narrow cot, her expression a mixture of defiance and weariness. The footsteps echoing down the corridor signaled the approach of someone important, and when the heavy door creaked open, Freya’s gaze locked onto the figure entering. Lysandra, the self-proclaimed ultimate sorcerer, stood before her, her presence commanding attention.“Freya,” Lysandra greeted with a twisted smile. “How delightful to see you again.”Freya’s lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes narrowing as she met Lysandra’s gaze. “Save the pleasantries, Lysandra. I’m not here to engage in a friendly chat.”Lysandra chuckled, a sound that held a hint of amusement. “Oh, I’m well aware of that, dear. But perhaps you’ll change your tune once you hear what I have to say.”Freya rolled her eyes, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “I highly doubt it.”Lysandra took a step closer, her eyes boring into Freya’s with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. “Yo

The grand hall was illuminated with a warm, golden glow, the feast in full swing as revelers indulged in lavish delicacies and fine drinks. Laughter and chatter filled the air, a façade of celebration masking the tensions and allegiances that ran beneath the surface.At the front of the hall, a raised platform had been set up for the speakers. General Allistair stood at the center, his uniform impeccable, his gaze steady. The coordinator gestured for him to step forward, and the general did so, facing the expectant crowd.“Ladies and gentlemen,” Allistair’s voice boomed, commanding the attention of the assembly. “Tonight, as we gather to celebrate, we also gather to acknowledge the dawn of a new era.”The crowd’s murmurs died down, anticipation in their eyes.Allistair’s gaze swept over the crowd, his expression earnest. “Our realm has seen its share of challenges and trials. We have been tested, pushed to our limits. But in these times of uncertainty, we have been graced by the prese