Hazbin Hotel Velvet

Connor McDonald lieferte in seinem Nebenjob Lebensmittel aus. Eines Tages musste er Essen in ein Hotel liefern, das als Sex-Hotel berüchtigt war. Als sich die Zimmertür öffnete, traute er seinen Augen nicht. Seine Freundin war halbnackt und kuschelte mit einem reichen Jungen aus ihrer Klasse. "Nun, da du es herausgefunden hast, ist es wohl an der Zeit, dass du es erfährst", spottete der reiche Junge. "Deine Freundin ist jetzt mit mir zusammen. "Connor, gib mich auf. Du bist ein Waisenkind und hast kein Geld. Selbst wenn du für den Rest deines Lebens Essen lieferst, kannst du nicht mit ihm konkurrieren. Du bist nicht gut genug für mich. Lass uns Schluss machen", sagte seine Freundin. Connor war völlig verblüfft und fragte sich, warum Gott arme Menschen daran hindert, eine normale Beziehung zu führen. Gerade als er sich in seinem Schmerz suhlte, klingelte plötzlich sein Telefon. Er erhielt eine interessante Textnachricht. ["Sie haben 1.000.000.000,00 Dollar auf Ihrem Konto erhalten." "Was zum Teufel?" rief Connor aus. "Wer zum Teufel hat mir gerade 1 Milliarde Dollar überwiesen?"

In the world of Lumen, a land of diverse luminants and warring factions beset by monstrous threats, a daring trio sets out to uncover its secrets. Kounéli Atsáli, Velvet Isabella, and Leonardo Zeshi are explorers driven by curiosity and a shared desire to unite the fragmented world. As they journey through perilous territories and confront ancient evils, their bond is tested, revealing hidden truths about themselves and the light and darkness that shape Lumen's fate.

【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 Graves lived a content life, until he lost it all. After inheriting a hotel and immortality. As his final act, he sacrifices himself to save a woman's life. To his surprise, he reawakens to find the woman thanking him in an unorthodox way. His once normal life changes with this new power, and by comical chance, he throws himself into deadly situations to save women from bullets, blades, fire, planes, tanks, and trains. His new life is one of pain, except he always ends up on top. Join Graves on his comical struggle through the unnatural disasters he faces for the sake of his love life.

Under the relentless rain of Starovia, Mike, a battle-scarred soldier, takes refuge in a crumbling hotel with the last of his team. When all hope fades, a mysterious team led by Reznov—a man with cold gray eyes and a shadowy past—emerges, turning the tide of battle. But is this savior real, or a deadly trap? The secret nuclear facility they must destroy hides truths even Reznov can’t fully conceal—a threat far greater than anyone imagines. From now on, two chapters will be released each week — one on Saturday and the other on Tuesday.

Connor McDonald bekerja mengantar makanan sebagai pekerjaan paruh waktu. Suatu hari, ia harus mengantar makanan ke hotel yang terkenal karena hotel seks. Ketika pintu kamar terbuka, ia tidak bisa mempercayai matanya. Pacarnya hanya mengenakan pakaian setengah telanjang, berpelukan dengan anak orang kaya dari kelas mereka. "Nah, sekarang kamu sudah tahu, sepertinya saatnya kamu tahu," ejek anak kaya itu. "Pacarmu sekarang berkencan dengan saya. "Connor, lepaskan aku. Kamu ini anak yatim dan tidak punya uang. Walaupun kamu mengantar makanan sepanjang hidupmu, tidak mungkin kamu bisa bersaing dengannya. Kamu ini tidak cukup baik untukku. Ayo putus," kata pacarnya. Connor benar-benar tercengang, bertanya-tanya mengapa Tuhan melarang orang miskin untuk menjalani hubungan normal. Tepat ketika ia tenggelam dalam kesakitan, ponselnya tiba-tiba berbunyi. Dia menerima pesan teks yang menarik. [Anda telah menerima 1.000.000.000,00 dolar di akun Anda.] "Apa-apaan ini?" seru Connor. "Siapa sih yang barusan mentransfer 1 miliar dolar ke aku?"

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father. Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?” Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed. In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Lee Wooyun had always been a fan of romance fantasy books and films, especially those set in historical times with kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, and the like. His friends were well aware of his obsession and recommended a book that had recently been making waves on social media. The book was titled My Charming Demon Lord. At first, Lee Wooyun was hesitant. Unlike the fantasies he usually read, which were often set in Western historical settings, this one was different. However, his friends assured him he would enjoy it. Not wanting to reject their gift, he decided to give it a try. That night, he found himself unable to put the book down, reading almost the entire thing in one sitting. "Those guys were right! It’s amazing! A Cinderella-like fairytale set in a murim/cultivation world? It’s too good!" He couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would be to take the female lead Han Seo-yoon’s place—starting from such a miserable beginning only to end up in the arms of the surprisingly sweet and gentle demon lord. I wish I could take her place. That night, as he drifted off to sleep, the book he had left open on his desk began to emit a golden glow. The pages flipped backward, returning to the very first chapter, and its contents began to change as well. The title My Charming Demon Lord pulsed with a piercing red light, and before Lee Wooyun could even react, his surroundings shifted. The next morning, instead of waking up wrapped in his expensive velvet duvet—the one he had spent hundreds of dollars on—he found himself in a dimly lit room, lying on a pile of hay and straw. His back ached horribly, like he had actually slept on a pile of hay and straw. "What in the world…?" he muttered, rubbing his sore muscles. "Where in the hell am I? And why does it smell like cow dung in here?!” *** This is the story of how a fantasy-genre enthusiast ended up inside one of the books he had wished for—without realizing just how dangerous that wish would be. "I guess it’s true what they say: Be careful what you wish for."

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

A hotel manager one second, a transmigrator the next. The Hero finally settles down after a spree of world saving and dimensional hopping. Goddess Moira finally lets him retire but never in his wildest dreams would years of world saving and demon hunting prepare him for what he laid eyes on after retiring...! you're telling him that men can birth??? This.. this wasn't what we talked about Moira!! mxm Fantasy/omegaverse world.

Synopsis: When Ethan Walker steps through a mysterious door in a rain-soaked alley, he finds himself inside The Obscura Hotel—a place that exists beyond time and space. The rules of this hotel are simple: Follow them, and you might survive. Break them, and you’ll regret it. But some rules aren’t meant to be broken. Trapped in a place where reality shifts and unseen horrors lurk behind every door, Ethan must uncover the hotel’s secrets before it claims him as its next permanent guest. Rule #5: If you hear knocking from inside the closet—do not open it. Rule #3: Avoid mirrors between 3:00 AM and 4:00 AM. If you see something that isn’t your reflection—look away. Final Rule: There is no checking out.

Meet Rockie – The Last Hope Against Rafaal’s Reign Born into a bloodline cursed with short lives, Rockie is the final warrior in a centuries-old battle against darkness. Unlike her predecessors—Raya, Mia, Suzan, and Velvet—Rockie refuses to accept her doomed fate. Instead, she rises, determined to break the cycle of defeat and take down Rafaal, the ruthless force behind their suffering. Armed with inherited abilities and the echoes of her past lives, Rockie is not just another warrior—she is a strategist, a survivor, and a force of vengeance. But when betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, and emotions threaten to cloud her judgment, she must choose between revenge and the greater good. Will she fall like the others, or will she finally rewrite destiny? With a blend of action, supernatural elements, and deep emotional struggles, Rockie’s journey is a gripping tale of resilience, power, and the weight of a legacy.

[When Prejudice Collides with Fate: Whose Trap Is This Mismatched Marriage?] Qin Ran had always believed that a man still trapped in the arranged-marriage circus at thirty must be either emotionally stunted or physically defective. But the universe had a wicked sense of humor—because the man waiting at Table 11 was a walking contradiction. Lu Sheng was a paradox of elegance and danger. His charcoal suit sculpted a body built for both boardrooms and back-alley brawls. When his gaze locked onto hers, the sharp lines of his face seemed to carve shadows into the air, the room suddenly heavy with the scent of cedar and unspoken threats. “I’m sorry, I think I’ve mistaken the table—” “Sit.” His voice cracked like a whip, freezing her mid-retreat. The glint of his platinum watch mirrored her death grip on the handbag strap. “If we’re both puppets in this family farce… let’s at least make it mutually beneficial.” Three days later, the marriage certificate seared her palm like a brand. She’d told herself this was a calculated escape from her brother’s suffocating household—until their wedding night, when the fresh scar snaking across his ribs screamed of bullets, not business deals. And when Lu Sheng shrugged off his shirt, water sluicing down the defined ridges of his abdomen, his smirk was pure sin: “Clause Three of our contract, Mrs. Lu—no coveting Party A’s assets.” She backed him against the glass wall, her fingers skating over the corded muscle of his spine. “Mr. Lu… does that clause include your six-pack?” [High-Stakes Romance | Marriage of Convenience | Enemies-to-Forced-Allies] — A billionaire with a bulletproof reputation and a vault of secrets. — A razor-tongued medical intern with a talent for unearthing truths. As lies ignite and bullets fly, only one rule remains: In this game of hearts and gunpowder, the first to fall… loses everything.

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

[Warning: R18+] "Her Greatest Revenge--Seduce him, Break his marriage, Steal his fortune, and lastly... DUMP him." ***** Sabrina Williams' life crumbles after discovering her husband's deceit and the underhanded acquisition of her family's fortune. Presumed dead after a tragic incident, Sabrina reemerges five years later with a new identity and a burning hunger for revenge. Her return sparks romantic chaos amongst the CEO's inner circle, a dazzling array of handsome bachelors vying for her attention. Sabrina Williams finds herself at the center of a romantic whirlwind with unexpected contenders– her protective best friend, a powerful Mafia Boss, and her possessive ex-husband. The stage is set for a pulsating tug-of-war—a clash of love and revenge with emotions running high. The players are all in, and the game is just getting started! ***** When her scandal with her Ex-husband spreads on the internet, bashers curse her tagging her as Shameless Mistress, Worthless Homewrecker, and Evil Slut... however several mighty bachelors unite to defend her. CEO of Top Fashion Company: "Haters go to hell! PS: to those models who antagonized my Goddess, I hereby take our brand sponsorship from them." President of the Largest Entertainment Company: "Fake news! We will take legal action for slandering my Goddess! Artists who cursed her will be banned from my company." Vice Chairman of Biggest Hotel and Resort Company: "Shut up, Bashers! Don't ever step in one of our hotels and resorts!" Domineering Mafia Boss: "Back off! Erase those malicious comments, or else my gang will hunt you down. I'll kill everyone who dares ridicule my Queen! Everyone: "..." Then a confession comment suddenly pops up amidst the chaos. FL's Best friend: "Everyone can hate you but I'll always be there for you. Sabby... I love you... I've been loving you since our childhood years... My first love... and my last." Her ex-husband can no longer stay quiet and declares to the public. Possessive Ex-husband: "She's not my mistress. She's my legal wife." FL Friend Lanny: "Legal Wife your Ass! Crazy Jerk just die!"

She was innocent. She was polite. And that was her first mistake. Dora only wanted to see her mentor a simple visit, nothing more. But as she stepped out of the office, a single, polite greeting to a stranger changed everything. Because he wasn’t just anyone. He was Adrian Obiora. Ruthless. Obsessive. A man who always gets what he wants. And in that moment, he decided he wanted her. She didn’t know that her innocent gesture had just sealed her fate. Now, Adrian is everywhere watching, waiting, pulling her into his dangerous world. He offers her the dream job she’s always wanted at his luxury hotel, but it's not just a job. It’s a trap. Dora is his. Whether she wants to be or not. His love is dark, all-consuming, and inescapable. And the most terrifying part? She’s not sure if she even wants to escape.

In the streets of early 1900s Europe, Detective Rumi unearths the truth by day and buries the guilty by night. A man bound by no law but his own, he investigates the very crimes he secretly avenges—delivering judgment. But when a series of disappearances shakes the city, the horror proves far greater than the murderers he hunts. The Silent Army—faceless, voiceless figures clad in heavy cloaks—moves through the streets like phantoms. As the city plunges deeper into uncertainty, Rumi finds himself at war with himself and beings of higher power.

She is a work freak Emma Rose, who had a one night stand with the most famous bachelor and CEO of Z.N Group, Alec Qinn. He is every woman's fantasy but not for someone like Emma. Alec is known to be a cold ruthless man who doesn't give a care in the world, only those closest to him knows the kind of past he went through and what led him to become what he was now. Alec coincidentally crosses paths with Emma at a board meeting in Paris. Emma remembered him from their last encounter a month ago, she doesn't remember much from that unfaithful night. She remembers being disappointed and drowning herself in alcohol at a business party, the next thing was waking up in a strange man's bed in a hotel suite. On the other hand Alec felt a rush of curiosity towards Emma which he has never felt towards any woman. She tried everything not to meet his burning gaze but it was fetal. NOTE: this story is strictly R18+ consists of strong language, sex, nudity extra.

Lyra, an anxious young woman in Port-Louis, France helps her father, a successful businessman, restore and refurbish an abandoned hotel with the idea to get it running again. However, finding even hired hands to help is a challenge due to ghastly rumors circling about. "L’Hôtel Hanté", as the locals call it, is a promising business venture but is the possible payoff worth the mysterious risks that present themselves to those who dare climb past the first floor? Art by Cordelia Carlin

Nestled in the heart of a bustling city, "The Enigma Hotel" stands as an unassuming yet extraordinary gateway to a magical dimension. The hotel only reveals its fantastical nature during specific celestial alignments, creating a hidden realm accessible through its mystical doors.

The retired soldier king, Han Yu, never dreamed that simply going to a hotel to interview for a bodyguard position would lead to............ Han Yu felt helpless, "Miss Lin, I'm sorry......." Lin Qingya was both embarrassed and angry, "Sorry? Is sorry useful? Kneel down for me!" ...... The next day, a photo of Miss Lin of Lin Corporation passionately kissing a stranger exploded across the city. Every street and alley buzzed with talk of how the Iceberg Female CEO was nothing more than a hypocrite in public, secretly keeping who knows how many lovers. At the board meeting of Lin Corporation, the directors united to pressure her, demanding her resignation from the company because of the damage to the corporation's reputation caused by Lin Qingya. For her own honor and the reputation of Lin Corporation, Lin Qingya dialed that man's number. "Hello, Han Yu, it's me, Lin Qingya." "Meet me at the civil affairs office in half an hour, I'm going to marry you!" With his medical diagnosis in hand, Han Yu said, "I'm sorry, but I refuse!"

Leh Ying found herself acquainted with the higher echelons she should not aspire to, and when the profligate young master Liu Huaiying pursued her relentlessly, she had no escape. A fleeting glimpse of Young Master Xu, Xu Jingxi's appearance, had her heart fluttering, and her spirit moved; the Xu family was the center of power within Forty-Nine City, and only he could change the game. On a snowy night, by the door of the Mercedes Benz G Class, she tiptoed and gently cupped her palm to light a cigarette for Xu Jingxi. The man’s lips leisurely wrapped around the cigarette, and he leaned slightly towards her. His clear-cut face partially lowered into the backlight’s shadow, the flame at the tip of the cigarette flickered faintly between them. When he finally looked up, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he asked in a rising inflection, “What do you want?” Leh Ying, “Only what you can give.” Others quickly realized, “That Xu Jingxi, born into high chambers, his flesh and bones saturated with a profound desire for power. For someone like him, even feelings are superfluous. What do you have to gamble your status with him?” Keeping her by his side was merely Xu Jingxi’s pastime for his loneliness. He was accustomed to acting out scenes, she never sought status, and turned to leave the capital to hold an art exhibition. Just as she packed and entered the elevator, Xu Jingxi stood tall in the center, his index finger slowly hooking the fine bone necklace at the front of her neck and gently pulling her back as she moved to step out. ** That Valentine's Day night, within the Third Ring, luxury hotels were fully booked, and some witnessed the entire BVG Hotel being reserved by Young Master Xu. What left the deepest impression on Leh Ying was the man half-kneeling on the bed, wearing a loosely tied bathrobe, biting on a pen cap, and picking up a Thin Gold Calligraphy Style brush to inscribe three characters along the edge of her collarbone—Xu Jingxi.

Twelve people are kidnapped and brought to a mysterious hotel by someone named Mr. Cat, they have been told the only way to escape is to kill each other...but would they really do it? As tensions run rampant will they break to the pressure or survive and make it out alive. Updates every Thursday! If you want to contact me my gmail is coobeanz73@gmail.com

Being the daughter of the home wrecking mistress was bad enough; but when your own mother also detested you and actually loved your step sister while treating you like an abomination, that had to be the worse thing in life. As if things are not bad enough, her wedding day is hijacked and the Prince Charming she thought would be hers forever betrays her to be with her own sister and she realizes that they had been laughing in her face all this while. Distraught and heart broken, she does the next best thing, gets drunk at a bar then wakes up the next morning in a man’s hotel room and with a cheap wedding ring on her finger then she flees in fear. Unfortunately for her, that night won’t just go away and she finds that her groom actually wants her and wait for it… he is her ex’s father. * “You went into a hotel and spent the night with a strange man, do you deny it?” “why should she deny it when she spent the night with her husband?” a steely voice said while his eyes looked down at Lyse with all the affection in the world then he turned to Brooke, his eyes losing their softness. “Do you have a problem with what my wife and I do?”

Ninety-Nine Thousand Memories is a brutal odyssey of LitRPG and Dark Fantasy. Asteron has died more times than he can count. More than 500 lives of agony, trapped in an endless cycle. But when a mysterious blood-red door drags him into an abyss of fractured memories, he discovers ninety-nine thousand forgotten memories that flood his mind with a torrent of violence, ancestral magic, erased wars, and skills forged in pain. Now, the knowledge of fallen empires burns in his veins, but the Ascendants, divine architects of his torment, want him back in their cage. His time is bleeding out, and every second lost brings him closer to oblivion. His only bet: an impossible hotel, where time is the currency and guests trade their remaining years for refuge. Here, in this place between worlds, Asteron weaves a web of allies and enemies as he fights to maintain his sanity on the brink of collapse. Visceral combats and an antihero at the limit of his resistance. Can a man with 99,000 pasts defeat a future that condemns him… or will his last life be the one that destroys him? Do you dare to enter the hotel?

Noventa y Nueve Mil Memorias es una brutal odisea de LitRPG y Fantasía Oscura. Asteron ha muerto más veces de las que puede contar. Más de 500 vidas de agonía, atrapado en un ciclo sin fin. Pero cuando una misteriosa puerta roja como la sangre lo arrastra a un abismo de recuerdos fracturados, descubre noventa y nueve mil memorias olvidadas, que inundan su mente, de un torrente de violencia, magia ancestral, guerras borradas y habilidades forjadas en el dolor. Ahora, el conocimiento de imperios caídos arde en sus venas, pero los Ascendentes, arquitectos divinos de su tormento, lo quieren de vuelta en su jaula. Su tiempo se desangra y cada segundo perdido lo acerca al olvido. Su única apuesta: un hotel imposible, donde el tiempo es la moneda de cambio y los huéspedes intercambian sus años restantes por refugio. Aquí, en este lugar entre mundos, Asteron teje una red de aliados y enemigos mientras lucha por mantener su cordura al borde del colapso. Combates viscerales y un antihéroe al límite de su resistencia. ¿Podrá un hombre con 99.000 pasados vencer a un futuro que lo condena… o será su última vida la que lo destruya? ¿Te atreves a entrar en el hotel?

Welcome to Hell's Gate City, a sprawling metropolis inspired by Venice and the industrial heart of the Pride Ring. Situated in the Sea of Pride-a marshy region dominated by rivers, swamps, lakes, and towering factories-Hell's Gate is a city where pollution fills the air and danger lurks in every shadow. In this story, you'll follow Kain Longheart the rhythm demon, blind and former Pentagram City musician, who has left his old life behind to open Veildark Records a record label. Join Kain, his crow companion Greasy, Lenian Bloodbite, Rash, and other original characters on a near-lethal underground hunt for the Recorder-a device containing the only known recording of the infernal melody. Brace yourself for a journey where blood and jazz collide, all within the hellish landscape tied to the Hazbin Hotel universe. Ready to breathe in the smoke of the factories and dive into the dark canals of Hell's Gate City? Then let the hunt begin.

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At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…