Peek-A-Boo

Peek-A-Boo

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Terror
(Cette histoire peut contenir à n'importe quel moment des descriptions crues, comme le meurtre de quelqu'un, ne lisez pas cette histoire si vous êtes trop sensible) Nathan est un criminel, un assassin, un tueur assoiffé de sang. Il aime torturer toutes personnes croisant sa route. Ses rêves la nuit ne sont que des songes sanglants où il est le bourreau. Il tue pour le plaisir, et seulement pour le plaisir, le reste ne l'intéresse pas. Une simple interrogation pourrait tout faire basculer pourtant. -------------------------------- Désolée pour cette description pourrie, c'est ma première. L'histoire est à la première personne, donc au point de vue de Nathan. Merci ^^ -------------------------------- EN COURS DE RÉECRITURE · Commencée le: 3 Janvier 2018 · Finit le: 19 Mars 2018
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"Shit!" I muttered under my breath. He pulled open the door and headed for me with a smile that made my skin crawl. I withdrew my gun from my bag and hid it under the table. "Ah Blake Reid. At last we meet!" He pulled out the chair directly across from me. "Who are you and why have you been following me?" I growled. "I'm the man who is going to kill you," he gave me a masochistic smile. I withdrew my gun from its place under the table. It was pointed between his eyes and I took pleasure in the shock that was on his face. He had only gotten his gun halfway out. The staff was still unaware of me holding a gun to this man's head because they were all around back in the kitchen. "Sorry, but that's just not going to happen," I said sweetly. "In such a public place? How brazen of you," he challenged in a shaky voice. "Yes, all the staff is in the back where they can't see us. Oh and if you didn't notice, there's a silencer on my gun. Say good-bye my dearie," I pulled the trigger and sent the bullet through his head. Blake Reid isn't your normal 17 year old. She's an assassin on her last case... or so she hopes. She is having difficulty with memories of her past and can't seem to get out of her shell, even though that is one of the biggest assets needed for her assignment. She will also face many obsticales; some of which she may not survive. Join her in the choas and death she calls her life. (Cover created by Vico96, an amazing friend of mine. Check him out!)

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