SWEET THORN : CHAPTERS 31 – 40

SWEET THORN : CHAPTERS 31 – 40

By Authoress Tee

Chapter 33

“Since I was little” she replied calmly as they down to rest.

“Whenever I went missing, my mum knew I had gone to shoot arrows in the forest”.

“There’s no doubt you were a naughty girl then” Rex smiled and patted her hair softly.

“And it’s no doubt you’re the worst arrow shooter I have ever seen” Raven replied with a smirk.

“Hey, am still learning!”

“Trust me, you’re gonna d!e a learning grandpa”.

“Mean w!tch” he scoffed hitting her softly.

“You got that right” she chuckled lightly.

Kira kept watching them from a hidden spot. She felt her heart shatter from their closeness.

She has a huge crush on him and can’t help but keep falling deeper.

“A good fk could get rid of those thoughts” someone said beside her and she flinched.

“Blaze!” She called surprised.

“It seems you are becoming so lonely lately, I think I prefer using the word ‘Stupid’. You keep wasting your time on a mere human”.

“That’s none of your business” Kira said and glared at him.

“Of course it’s not mine. My only business is in be.d, Blaze replied with a dvilish smirk and grabbed her waist.

“You’re insane! Get your fking hands off me,”she snapped, pulling his hands off forcefully.

“I’ll be waiting” he shouted loudly as she walked off.

He turned his gaze at Rex and Raven one more time before leaving.

SWEET THORN : CHAPTERS 31 – 40

?In A Room?

“Please!!! Spare me!” The man who was tied to a chair cried loudly as he was getting to.rtured.

“Just shut up already, your voice irritates me!” Blaze shouted and gr.abbed his neck.

He bent his neck forcefully, making it show his throat and started drawing lines on it with a da.gger.

“Ahhh!!” The man’s cries filled the room once more. The ma.niac kller, Blaze, kept smiling like the dvil as he kept drawing more lines.

Draco, who was seated like a dreadful King, didn’t say a word neither were there any expressions on his face. It was just his usual poker face he had on.

“I knew I was born to be an artist” Blaze said with a smirk as he stopped.

The man bent his head weakly, looking tired of life already.

Draco stood up and walked towards them, it’s time he had his own share of the fun.

“HeII!” He said, summoning the $nake tattoo on his back.

It’s an actual real $nake like Pearl thought, but it only came out when it’s master summoned it.

The mighty huge $nake appeared instantly at the mention of it’s name.

The only thing the dead looking man could see was ‘D.eath’ in appearance.

The $nake crawled to the man’s back and rose up. It’s height was tall enough to make it stand above his head.

Draco bent the man’s head magically and that made his face look up directly to the $nake’s.

“Oh, No! No!! Please!!!”

Another set of pleads sounded, but those were obviously for deaf ears.

Immediately the mon$ter opened it’s mouth, it’s venom started dripping out like larva.

“Arrggh!!!” The man screamed and groaned from the hellish pain.

Klling him with knlves or a gvn would have been a better option for him than this.

Each venom that dripped, kept melting his face. It was a pain worse than klling brvtally.

Draco sat back, watching the drama with keen interest this time.

It was no use bothering himself to kll him, cause the venom is worse than the de.adliest po.ison.

This is just his mode of klling, a slow and painful d.eath. A de.ath inflicted with so much pain is always the Best!

SWEET THORN : CHAPTERS 31 – 40
?Blood Clan?

A clan stronger than the Terrors, it’s this very one, the BI.ood clan. Like their name implies, it’s always bloodshed when it comes to them. It’s a very notorious clan because of their leader, Vince.

This clan has been in existence for ages, led by it’s previous leader who was their father.

Vince is the eldest and had to be in charge. With his abilities, he made the clan stronger.

Though he seems calm and harmless, everyone there knew better than to mess with him. He’s more of a bite than bark, an unpredictable devil.

“Good morning master” everyone greeted simultaneously with a bow as he walked with slow strides. In his face lies no expression like his brother’s.

He looked calm as usual and only gave a perfunctory nod at their greetings.

He walked down to the training field and everyone there bowed too with a greeting.

“Where is the boy?” He asked in his authoritative voice.

SWEET THORN : CHAPTERS 31 – 40

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