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The Guardian of Dark Night

Duan Holster 24 tahun berambut hitam dan mata hitam seorang mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang tinggal bersama neneknya. Duan bekerja sebagai penjaga toko, setelah mengakhiri kelas, setiap siang hari hingga malam, Duan bekerja selama 10 jam. Pada suatu hari Sebuah serangan terjadi dalam serangan pada toko tempatnya bekerja, tiga perampok datang ke tokonya, satu dari jauh menodong pistol, dua orang mencoba mendekat dengan salah satunya membawa pisau. "Beri semuanya atau mati" Rampok meminta. "Tolong tenang, ambil saja ini semua". Sepertinya pekerjaan ku berakhir disini pikir Duan. Pria terakhir mencoba mengambil uang dalam penyimpanan. "Minggir jangan melakukan apapun" Pach!!, sebuah pukulan mendarat di pipi Duan dan Dia terlempar membenturkan kepala belakang mengenai meja kasir di belakangnya. 'Sial ambil saja tidak usah memukul' pikir Duan dalam benaknya. Duan berdiri dengan sedikit linglung, pria yang membawa pisau mencoba menusuknya, Duan menghindarinya ke kanan menyerempet lengan kirin, Duan memposisikan kaki kanannya ingin maju ke depan tapi merasakan bahaya, Dia melompat mundur dan dan suara bang bang kaca disamping Duan sebelum pecah. Duan dengan reflek langsung menunduk 'Sial kenapa bergerak sih' mereka waspada terhadap perlawanan Duan. Duan memberi sarat dengan mengangkat dua tangan keatas mencoba berdiri untuk menyerah tapi di abaikan oleh pria membawa pisau. Wuss wuss wuus, tiga tusukan yang cepat dilakukan ke arah dada nya. 'uhh!!!' tusuk terakhir mengenai ulu hati dan suara pistol meletus 'bang! bang!' peluru mengenai kepalanya dan Duan terjatuh terkapar dengan wajar menghadap lantai, darah mulai membanjiri area tersebut. Delapan detik sebelum kematian kenangan terlintas dalam pikirannya 'aku tidak memiliki banyak kenangan indah untuk dibawa mati' Dia yang di besarkan oleh neneknya saja yang tidak memiliki teman seorang pun karena terlalu lusuh. Setelah kegelapan pun datang di pikirannya dan Duan mati, setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Dalam kegelapan Duan Merasakan hangat. Matanya terbuka!!!
Nugo8588 · 162 Views

Little Light Lord [BL]

Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 14.5K Views

Martha Jordan

‘‘What in God’s name is happening’’ Martha asked as she properly wore Marcus’ jacket and rolled the sleeve till it was her arm’s length. ‘The thing I have been shielding everyone from’ I answered running a hand through my hair. ‘’And what is that?’’ she asked pulling off her shoes. ‘Nothing you need to know about Milky way’ I said to her. ‘’You did not just mean that! I almost just got hit right now Sir and you are still telling me I need not know?’’ she asked in a slightly elevated hushed tone. ‘I’ll explain it all to you but do you see that car over there’ I asked pointing towards my car and she nodded. ‘I am going to cover you and I want you to run as hard as you can. Do you hear me?’ I asked looking at her directly. ‘’You might not know this but I am a level four combatant now but my dad put a pause to my trainings because of my studies so the least I can do is run’’ she said with a shrug of her shoulders. ‘I know everything about you L4 combatant. On my count of three, you run’ I said as I pulled out an Akdal Ghost TR01 pistol from the back of my pants. ‘One Two…’ I started but she cut me off, ‘’don’t get hit Milky Way’’ she said and I chortled lightly, surprised that she was still worrying about me even though I put her in harm’s way only a couple of seconds ago and at the nickname she just reciprocated in calling me. ‘I’ll try. Three!’ I said and she started running while I side ran with her shooting at the direction the bullet came from the other time. Because I was running, the bullets fired back did not touch me at first but before I got to my car, I was shot in my arm. I opened the door of the car to get in and was expecting Martha to do same but that was when I turned back and saw it. Martha did not make it to the car, she was sprawled on the floor, in her red dress, with her blood flowing from her side.
SapphirePeter · 23.4K Views

Ultimate Mafia System

Matthew navigates a world teeming with crime and a hint of comedy and romance. He endeavors to carve his name into history as the greatest outlaw ever. Join him as he charts a path through a parallel Earth, where chaos reigns, and the line between crime and heroism blurs. -------------------------------------------------------------- A few things to clear before you read - -> The novel follows a steady moderate pace with gradual world-building and character development. So if you are looking for a novel where mc gets a system, completes quests and gets op in like 2 chapters, this books is not for you. -> I have worked hard on the world-building and characters to make it rich and deep so, you can safely raise your expectations. -> The novel may get a bit dark in future chapters. Also there will be romance and intimate scenes (nothing explicit though). Patreon - https://patreon.com/user?u=111552903&utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink --------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt:- And as he thought about the consequences of his actions today - THERE. WERE. NONE. 'There are no consequences.' Matthew repeated in his head. He smiled evilly. In his previous life he was trapped by what society and ethics expected of him. His true identity, full of rebellion, defiance and a strong desire for freedom, got buried under the pressure of what society deemed acceptable. The rules acted like chains, holding back the wild parts of who he really was. But as Matthew stepped out of the shower and looked at himself in the mirror, he realized something - In this new world, those chains were broken, and he could finally let loose and be his true self without worrying about what society thought. Finally he can be the man he always was, finally he can be free. And as he made the conscious decision to accept this newly discovered version of himself - he felt free, he felt creative, powerful, charged, INVINCIBLE. He had never thought that he could feel all these things so vividly. He was no longer the Matthew Marshall form his previous world. A great man once said - "When do you think a person dies? When a bullet from a pistol pierces his heart? No. When he's attacked by an incurable disease? No. A man... dies when people forget him." Matthew, until now had not forgotten his previous self from the world he was from. Saturday, May 30 2009. That was the day when Matthew Marshall died, forgotten by himself and Matteo Marchesi was born in his place.
Aesver · 148.1K Views
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