CHAPTER 5 [As the wind carry a malady that a flower leads to dither... Misheard pleas; voice locked outgrown mercy... ]
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“R-ruscov—ah~h—...” Wails after another brazenly whimper moans that bounce back and forth from a lying woman; bareness shield by the sunlight seeping through from a barely open window. Sheets in mark of a primal needs conformed two person utterly in dismissal to carry out pleasure. The need of ecstasy, and the delight dwelled consciously they were blinded. Mounds exposed, suck and kneed, not until the loud rings in dismay made a fuss to the brewing sensation they are outstay and swayed; thirst in disturbance as the dial tone continue.
The woman draw back from the kiss they
CHAPTER 6Rio silently lowered herself at the back of the counter. Hidden physique evoke for her to crawl until she could see through from the door on the 1st floor. Her hunch did not failed her. If reckless, it would only become a matter of time before those thieves scavenge what would be valuable on her house. It wasn’t just a woman, behind her is a group of thugs, 3 men in total in pursuit to the accomplice to urge the door to be open.“P-please! S—somebody!” Her cries compelled truth and anguish, only if Rio is a fool.Without much further ado, Rio opened a cabinet. To feel the wooden cluster and framed Beretta M9A3 without cradled teeter clutched on her hold. It feels heavy, and strange presupposed that it would come to trade her life had she least expected from. To carry it around embark the war it slurred over, a heirloom given scornful for unjustified actions. Rio never forge
CHAPTER 7If days had gone bad, it became much worst for the Belize station. It did not take for a week, before a new murder were reported. A man were find hanging on the cathedral, bareness in display, yet visage imposed how it was perfectly cut of as if somebody who are on the field of medicine is the main culprit. It was horrid. Both terrified priest and nun is in denial to how come that nobody noticed. Yet the autopsy says the male has been dead for over an hour. It’s stage, but no leads. All fingerprints that could have laid out some clue is absent.“This is driving me nuts.” Groans left Ruscov frustrated as he’s been over the information since the assignment has been given. The spouse and everybody related to the victims were interrogated, but their alibis probe that they weren’t the person that the law are soughing after.“Giving up already?” Senior Detective Charlie Conra
CHAPTER 8 BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICO A nasty headache excruciately is something that set to fester Rio’s mood. Another worst thing for how painful her back was after she dwelled on dreams on the tiled floor on her house sala. To recall what happened from the previous night drove her sour – the robbers and the vague memory of being knocked unconscious that cause her grew dizzy until morning came. “This is killing me.” She groans. Rio walked to the kitchen. She brewed some coffee to appease the growing headache, not before checking her phone to see any missed calls from Malcolm. A relief to breathe, when she found none. To worry him is least something she wanted to do. She takes small sips from her cup until her eyes landed towards the headline that caught her attention instantly. HEADLINE: A BODY WERE FOUND HANGING ON THE CATHEDRAL, MURDER OR A KILLING SPREE?
CHAPTER 9 [ And so the rabbit tried to run, but her chains keep her screams in secrecy.] “Damn, this is horrible, man.” A man barely on his 5ft tall in height scrunched his nose. He is wearing a khaki pants, and a flannel over his white undershirt. The cloth hug his masculine physique as he’s been on his field of work, when he received a phone call from the station in Belize. A witness had died. “Geez, she’s our only lead.” The other male on his company had a disappointing look on his eyes. With Ella Rodriguez being dead, this means a whole new picasso to start over again. She was there. The night, wherein the corpse on the cathedral identified as Indigo Marquez died on the hands of whom they now called as the reaper. The chaeron of hell. An angel of death. He hunted sheep’s during the night, to pry on how they deems harmless, unaware, and oblivious of how he brought the
CHAPTER 10: [And the sparrow sparked a cry; in shambles and chaos that it has never been spared –to peril or to die. ] [PLAYING: Coming to you by Grass] The lights flickered on and off. The pungent smell of blood, flesh and piss took over a dominion that could drove one nauseous. An utter silence envelope the place, walls intricate by cracks and holes. A ruin in display, while boulders were gathered on each corner. There’s a low tip-tap on the roof. A rendered cracked pummelled through that caught droplets of rain, which continue dripping on the floor creating some puddles. The entire room seems bizarre, unlikely and devoid of any soul as it appeared to be abandon for a very long time ago. But what strange was a silhouette were actually there pushing what it seems to be a stretcher. A white cloth covered its surface, but the bump and tremors presumably belongs
CHAPTER 11 [ Her feathers impeccable that it wither; innocence that were long forgotten dither... ]To dread most what could had happened put one anxious. A pit, where thoughts would be in shambles, crumbling to the extent that the brink of what if’s bottled up leading to nowhere. That’s what Rio felt that night. Her palms clammy, her head would continuously whipped across the phone lying across the table right outside her dresser. She fear that Malcolm would know about what happened, the robbery and the death of one of the thieves. Just the mere thought churned her insides. It wasn’t guilt, but something more closer to that word. Rio fear that she would be a primary suspect presumably as she assumed, because of the sudden visit of those two men on her address. But that’s least of her concern as of the moment.“You ready?” Laura had just ended her shift. Unlike her, she’s one of the fir
CHAPTER 12 [The rabbit had the chance to escape and hop away, but she stay beyond and so at lost without anything that could save it from]WARNING: [This chapter may contain scenes, which aren’t suitable for an audience below 18. If it isn’t your forte, you can stop reading or skip this part. Thank you :) ]Her heart dance in tango. Eve were totally bound at lost, the closeness and the masculine smell put over dominion above her being. Mr. Del Fierro’s hands hold her—his grip isn’t tight, but guarded. The loud beating of her chest lead for her to succumbed towards the sensation she’s familiar with. Withstanding ahold, the sultry music continue playing on the background. By instinct, Eve moved her hips in spite of how her skin slowly made contact at the roughness of his suit. The air were becoming much thicker. The cloth covering her although exposing what she hid
MIDNIGHT DEL FIERROCHAPTER 13 [Now the bunny is totally caged, imprisoned on the verge...]A warm sensation seeping through is what woke up Eve—no, her name is Rio as her shift ended, although she failed to remember what happened except of the steam shared the night before, Rio couldn’t recall anything. But how could she forget all the feelings he’d made her feel? His, provocative, tempting and wild. It’s overwhelming, anew that Rio isn’t oblivious that it could be the last time she could run into Mr. Del Fierro again. They may have spend things much closer leading intimate scenarios that one could vividly imagine heading unbearably seduction that both parched up with those touches that drove each other madly and insane. Perhaps, she is crazy for giving in so weak at his charms. To get challenge, but seeing through her—Rio haven’t had any lament. To be remorseful over so
THE TABLES HAS BEEN TURNED CHAPTER 94 [And not all secrets come into hidden, they are just waiting to be unconcealed, and unfolded through public eye….] The news was shocking. To say the least that Agnes was stunned upon hearing it was beyond that word. It was as if she wanted to throw up, but she couldn’t. Upon her instructions to her uncle—Pablo Garcia, Agnes has been greeted by a horrible event she had not least expected to, nor had she been looking forwards earlier that morning. Her groggy eyes suddenly were both filled with fright—her hand shook, and Agnes found herself going for the remote to which at that moment suddenly had gone missing all of sudden. “Another brutal death had woke up Mexico earlier at 8 in the morning—“ The woman who was speaking of was looking grimly at the camera. Her entire face speaks of the tragedy behind her, and by means of—that place, Agnes couldn’t be mistaken, but she could have sworn that she knew where it was! “—two bodies were found dead, and
BLOODY ENCOUNTER CHAPTER 93 [So the corpses splattered across to the ground to which cause horror, and havoc that one had never experienced before…]“Pst, Bjorn—have you check the upstairs already?” Merlon asked, scrunching her nose upon she recalled on her memory the stench that was coming from the upper floor. It was foul, leading for her to throw up ever remains of the meal she had eaten that day. The scent still lingered on her nose no matter how much she sprayed some perfumes all over to her.“I am not quite sure yet.” The man whom she speaks of only shrugged his shoulder.This made her frown. Her forehead on a deep ceased as she did.Merlon is a small woman. She was standing full on her 5ft flat, she have a curly hair, a natural curls she had inherited from her late mother, who had passed away when she
THE WITNESS WHO SAW HER MURDEREDCHAPTER 92 [And so the dreams unfolded even before she knew it...]WARNING: 18+ This may include scenes, which is not suitable for a younger audience. This have gore, and explicit scenes, and if you are young, you may skip it up. Thank you, you had been warned J]Do you ever realized how scary it was to hear about the murders? To which the victims are mutilated until none, not even anybody of could find out who they are. Their identity, which was difficult to retrieved, because they had been battered—cut from the guts inside and out, whereas in a grotesque manner, nobody had ever could dare glance at them. It was frightening, something that could have given terrors to which one would be most afraid of. The nightmares it could have brought to which extent could deprived one from dwelling deeper unto the dreams they couldn’t withstand anymore.
MURDERS AND ABDUCTIONCHAPTER 91 [She is watching, no matter how much they try to harm her, they wouldn’t be able to—reckon the fact that she was guarded...]The sight before Gerry was horrifying.The ship to where he had set to meet Alexis and Jerome was now bathing, reeking of the flesh left as a remnants of those corpses that was lying in front of him. Their mouth were both gagged, tied as the broken bottle of beers were left struck on their forehead. Eyeballs on the ground, while the other was lolled back, yet they seems loosen. Their death is what he can tell to be something horrid.He couldn’t stomach what he see. His guts reeled and before he knew it, he was throwing up on the ground as it made him nauseated.“W—what the fuck.” Gerry shuddered.He had nothing of sort to expl
THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT CHAPTER 90 [ And so she can pry to what keeps her wide awake at night...] The witching hour to where it was supposed to be in utter solace has been smeared by something. Stained screams, blood curdling horrors that terrorise Alexis. He was massive. He is a big man, yet his entire visage are all painted with red. He looks scared, wearing the most as the waves began garnering its power. They may have been on the shore, but it looks as if that night—to stay where the see lies wasn’t a good idea in fact. How can he think it wasn’t? The woman whom they abducted... He didn’t know. It happened so fast. The next moment when his eyes fluttered open, he could see her hovering atop Jerome who was lying—he was lying on his side where his tongue was lolled out from his mouth, and his eyes we
SAVING SEIYA FROM THE GARCIA CHAPTER 89 [The danger actually never left, it has always been there far itched…] She haven’t had no idea where she was, nor why does she could smell saltwater, and feel the cold breeze that was licking through her expose arms. It was so cold that she couldn’t help, but moan as she curled up in a ball. Moaning, and groaning though no words would come slipping out from her lips. Sealed shuts as it may, Seiya knew that she was conscious, but there’s something that seems to be dragging her eyelids for her to fall back on sleep. Those dreams which seems too tempting, and unreal. “M—ama…” Seiya uttered into a lowest tone she could mustered ahead. Miserable gaze, fluttering eyes as the delusions seems to put her in deceit. She could definitely see her mother, outstretching her hand as she have the same smile acros
MISTAKES: WRONG PERSON CHAPTER 88[And there are mistakes adherently made that drive one person on a brink…] Seiya was lost. For no apparent reason she was reminded of that woman whom she run across with the other night before. It was odd, when she haven’t had any connections with her. It was just a casual evening wasn’t it, or so she thought. Unbeknownst to Seiya, fate had work its way only for them to cross their path as two strangers who are struggling to life. One soughing after towards the lost blood she seek that she had not long seen before, while the other was dealing with a broken heart to where two people was trying to crumble into ruins the walls she was trying to rebuilt again. She sigh. Perhaps, she was reminiscing the events, because she was lonely. Living alone utterly on a solitude that was feeding off from her. On her arrival, it wasn’t what Seiya was expectin
PUZZLED PIECESCHAPTER 87 [And soon enough not all secrets could be hidden, the truth will always come out…]Truth to be told, Rio isn’t joking. Earlier that morning, while he was still sobering up from sleep, Ruscov received a call. A dead was found again, and same with the others, he was faceless, mutilated until they couldn’t recognize him anymore. It was as if whoever had done that, he seems mad, angry for whatever reason they couldn’t point out yet. The sight made the others throw up, and vomit, unlike Ruscov who has his eyes trained, remembering every detail. The corpses, which fueled the loathing inside of him. His hate brimming, because he wanted to keep the grudge so badly because Ruscov wanted to plunge it all out towards the perpetrator who is causing the death in Belize. The justice to which had never been yet served.“Sir, we had confirmed the identity of the victim.” Th
JED’S DEATH TO WHOM SHE ENVISONEDCHAPTER 86 [ Life passed by in a row without anybody noticing that it was…]Had you wished to never had been involve onto something, whereas you wouldn’t be able to turn your head away from? Because that is what Jed felt as of the moment, whereas blood smeared his vision. Bleeding nonstop from the wounds he was trying to hold, but he couldn’t. A white hot seared, the pain sting, sin spite of the queries he has been hold from. To withstand against something he couldn’t adherently understand.The night stretched far. The clouds hovered, shielding the light he yearn as he run. His car discarded, when all took place without him being aware—totally oblivious and endangered as the edges of that knife that was supposedly plunged on his neck, but the person missed. It was the passenger, who suddenly turned his attention to Jed, and on his eyes, he suddenly s