All Chapters of WOLVIRE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I do not know if I ever expected to experience all the incidents involving mythical creatures like vampires and werewolves, but for sure I feel sorry that I know this world.I do not even know myself. Who am I, where should I be, what am I; the questions sounded completely normal and easy, but my chaotic life made things difficult, even the most trivial ones.I tried to stay conscious by thinking these kinds of things in my head, while Hugo….Some of you would have thought that Hugo's movements would be very limited considering how badly his arms were. However, in fact it is the opposite.Hugo shot up so fast, right after I bullied him because he dared to threaten me.His threat was no joke and I was not really surprised by it, but the speed of his movement was something else. A moment before he had looked so weak with all the moans and screams that the supernatural torment I had and still, somehow, caused him to have. However, a moment late

My mind flew somewhere while the darkness was still trying to grip me. I want to stop it, but I can't. Suddenly a vision came to my mind. It seemed that it was still noon; the atmosphere was so quiet even though I was sure the house was in a fairly dense complex. In the room there was a man and a woman, apparently a married couple. In the corner of the room were two other men who were busy reading books. They were wearing clothes that looked outdated. A little girl sat in front of the married couple. "Why don't we just try to take a look?" the girl asked curiously. "Wouldn't it be amazing if we saw this unusual sight?" The man sitting side by side with the woman smiled as he looked at his daughter. The two men in the corner still looked so focused on the book they were reading. "We can't see the eclipse in person, honey," the man told his daughter patiently. "Our eyes can be damaged." The little girl ran to the window to see something,

[FLASHBACK]   Two men were seen sitting in a room; one was about thirty years old, the other was a teenager seventeen years old. They looked at each other with a flat face; it's just that their eyes were gleaming seriously. “Mr. Allegro gave me an assignment, but I'm sure you are more suitable to accept the task,” the grown man opened his voice. “Then?” welcome the teenager. “Of course Mr. Allegro agrees. So, do you want to accept it or not?” “Just tell me, Dad, what the task is, don't be convoluted. You know I will take it.” The father smiled proudly. His son just rolled his eyes in boredom. “This task will not be difficult, I assure you. It is just that you can only carry out your mission after graduating from junior high school. That means soon, right? Mr. Allegro gave you a mission as usual, this time the target is someone who will go to school with you later. I think, you will enjoy it quite a

FLASHBACK   Rio Sanjaya ordered his dark horse to stop for a moment with a watchful gaze. The surrounding trees were violet under the bluish moonlight. After listening to something for a while, Rio stomped his horse back on his way without haste. Many times his eyes darted to the edge of the path he was passing. The movement in the thickets brought Rio to a halt again, his horse grunting and neighing softly. Rio drew the double-edged ax he threw onto his back. The handle of the object was rather long and silvery in color. Each blade bears a sign of a roaring tiger. “Whoever you are, come out,” Rio said his voice was firm yet still. Even so, a drop of sweat seemed to be dripping down his forehead. The scrub rustled again. There was a sound of broken branches and a few seconds later the bushes opened, revealing a large man in a black robe and a blue mask. Other figures with almost the same appearance began to appear one by

I don't know what happened to me, but vision after vision filled my brain, the more I felt I was them. I want to stop it all, but helpless. The thoughts of this girl named Nadira came to my head again. It had been ten years since the incident, but Nadira could still taste the rancid smell of white blood with the tip of her mind. Often times the girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath, so that at least the glint could be reduced. Nadira thought time would cloud the memory, but she seemed to have her hopes up. At the very least, she had managed to fool herself into thinking that what she was doing was the right thing. Or she thought so. Nadira looked away. The teenager stared at the distant forest through the window beside her, wondered how her mother (she refused to think of Maya as a stepmother) could become INDICENT's right hand man without the public knowing. Which then ended with a creese from… she forcibly stopped the memory. Nadira took a deep breath