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hellspawn393393821hCommentedCh 31 Chapter 31: Decision- hellspawn39339384dCommented"If I want to eat, I eat. If I see an eyesore, I kill it. And if it entertains me, I throw it a bone."
- hellspawn39339386dCommentedThorfinn Helbane
- hellspawn39339386dCommented"You heard what my father said, if you slay the Draugr your reward is me and this land," Hild said as she pressed her body against his.
- hellspawn39339386dCommentedUnbinding it Thorfinn was greeted with a beautifully crafted sword that seemed to catch and reflect the light of the sun in a way he had never seen before. "Your mother was a skilled shield maiden, this was her sword, as you can see it is not a regular sword," Ragnar said as he urged Thorfinn to draw the rest of it from its sheath.
- hellspawn39339386dCommented(AN: So this is the main Love Interest Rebekah Mikaelson and yes they will all become original vampires. But tbh I really liked the flash backs of the originals before they were turned snd this is a Vikings fic as well so for now it'll mostly be Vikings though supernatural things will be included too. Werewolves will be changed and instead of wolves they'll transform into Lycans cause I think they're cooler. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.)
- hellspawn393393814dCommentedLorenzo's voice was cold as ice. "Good. Because next time, you'll be singing soprano."
- hellspawn393393816dCommentedShifting his attention to the Barzini goons, he fired one by one, each bullet a deadly kiss to their foreheads.
- hellspawn393393821dCommentedAs for Romonus, his face did not change as he walked back to his wall. He stored Diodora's hair away which he would use in a ritual to claim Diodora's heart. The ritual he wanted to use required the Heart of a Magical Creature and a few other materials.
- hellspawn393393822dCommentedRos reached for his Wesley gun, but it was too late. Lorenzo's tommy gun roared, spraying bullets at point-blank range. Ros's head exploded like a watermelon, his brains and bone fragments splattering Neasan's face and shirt.
- hellspawn393393822dCommentedLorenzo placed a hand on Adam's shoulder, his grip firm but not yet crushing. "Listen, my friend," he said, his voice low and menacing. "We can't let these other gangs think they can walk all over our turf." His eyes bored into Adam's, leaving no room for argument. "They might've gotten away with it when I was gone, but not anymore. If we don't put them in their place now, they'll keep pushing us around."
- hellspawn393393822dCommented"Well, Adam," he said, "I'm not one to hide behind the skirts of the Barzini family." He stood up, his chair scraping against the linoleum floor. "It's time we remind these mick clowns who really runs this neighborhood."
- hellspawn393393824dCommentedLorenzo and Deborah stepped onto the bustling party floor, their shoes clicking on the marble tiles. Eyes from every corner of the place followed their entrance, curious, assessing. The orchestra's lively tune hushed for a brief moment before resuming their upbeat tempo. Don Corleone, a mountain of a man, emerged from the crowd, arms outstretched. He embraced Lorenzo like a long-lost son, then clasped his hand in both of his, "Lorenzo, young man! It's been too long!"
- hellspawn393393824dCommented- Please forgive me, but it is a sacrifice that needs to be made.
- hellspawn393393825dCommented"Nanami, like 95% of the girls at this school, supposedly likes Yuuto. But unlike them, Nanami leads a more open life, especially with the basketball team players."
- hellspawn393393825dCommented"Are we really going to that... dangerous of a place?" she asked, her voice laced with trepidation. After all, the Corleones were still a mafia family, and attending their wedding wasn't exactly a walk in the park.
- hellspawn393393827dCommentedTom Hagen handed him an invitation envelope. "Don Corleone would like to invite you to his daughter's wedding."
- hellspawn393393828dCommented"Understood, Don Lupo," he replied, with a glint in his eye.
- hellspawn39339381mthCommentedLorenzo's strong hands caressed Deborah's supple back, tracing the contours of her hourglass figure, while his other hand cupped her firm, round bottom, squeezing it possessively. Her body arched into his touch, pressing her voluptuous breasts against his chest, the hardened peaks of her nipples straining against the fabric of her dress, begging for attention.