End Of Nightmares (Book 3)

Chapter 67: Valkyries Of Steel

"Siyeon?"

Just the mention of her old name made Monica weak to her knees. Questions after questions attacking her brain, begging to be answered. Heavy tears fell to the floor, Monica cupping her mouth to stifle her sobbing. She backed down, her back hitting the wall before sliding down to the floor, crying.

"Hey, you okay? Hey!" The figure came to her aid, checking on her condition.

"Sooyoung..." Monica repeatedly said the name, wrapping her arms around Joy. Joy responded in kind, smiling as she gently pats the back of Monica's head.

"It's been too long, my love... Too damn long..." Joy cooed. Siyeon breaks the embrace, scanning Joy from head to toe. Despite not aging a day since the day they parted ways, Monica can see how much the span of hundreds of years had done to the love of her life.

"This is not a dream, right? It's really you?" Monica caresses Joy's cheek. Joy shook her head, catching Monica's hand with her own, kissing it.

"Definitely not."

"I'm sorry. You must've waited long..." Monica buried her head into Joy's chest. Joy planted a kiss on top of Monica's head, taking in the heat and scent of her long awaited fiancee.

"And it worths the wait." Joy lifted Monica's face, slowly closing in.

Monica closes her eyes, awaiting. Their lips touch, at first a peck, then a short kiss. Their lips slowly open, allowing their tongues to dance. Soft moanings turn to grunts, their touches turn aggressive. Monica pushed Joy to the floor, mounting on top of her. She took off her riding jacket and black turtleneck, grinning wide. Her silver eyes glowing bright, contrasting the soft yellow chandelier light hanging from the ceiling.

"Siyeon... I haven't washed yet..." Joy's face starting to develop a red tint on her cheeks, covering her face with her hands. Immediately Monica gets up, stripping herself naked. She dropped her panties on Joy's face, catwalking away. Flipping back her long silver hair, she whistled. Joy opened her eyes, only to see panties on her face. She looked back, only to see the seductive minx calling her by her finger.

"Mind showing me where the bathroom is?" She winked, half of her face hidden behind her silky silver hair. Scrambling quickly with Monica's panties gripped tight in her hand, she ran as if her life is counting on it.

"I've waited half a century for this. And I'm not gonna wait a second longer." She snatched Monica's hand and drag her into the bathroom.

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Grunts, begging, and wailing echoed through the empty warehouse as Alexa tortures a group of people. But not alone. With her is a group of four girls, seemingly around her age.

"Alexa. Any more, this bitch ain't gonna worth a dime." The girl with a foxy eyes halted Alexa's arm from completing the punch.

"Pfft. I'm just getting started." Alexa scoffed, wiping the blood away from her fists. The other girl with a neon pink hair steps forward, pulling the hair of the woman on the chair.

"Shin Yuna. Where is she?" The neon pink haired girl demanded.

"I dunno anyone with that name... Please... I dunno..." The woman begged in tears. The girl rolled her eyes, taking out her Torv's handgun, aiming down sight.

"Then, you're of no use to me." With a slight pull on the trigger, the gun ejected the .40 caliber bullet, exploding the back of the woman head, leaving a cavity while her brain and blood sprayed all over the floor behind her. She aimed at the next target, before someone stopped her.

"Ryujin." The girl in neon pink hair sighed, holstering her gun.

"Well, Lia. You have a better idea? All we have is a fucking name and the country she's in." Ryujin leaned against the steel beam, lighting herself up a cigarette.