Novels by Raptor

Jones' eyes widened when he saw Jason unleashing a gun, with his hand on the trigger guard already. And in a split second, a whip-crack sound exploded out of the barrel.“Jones!!!!!!” Kenny yelled at the top of his voice when he saw Jones pacing towards Jason, immediately the gun was fired.Coming to the realization that the gun shot he heard was fired towards Kenny. He quickly lunged at Jason.They both crashed to the ground together, rolled together through the wet, dirt, and the thorns and the broken branches, tearing and punching and growling at each other. A large tree root hit Jones in the head, making his ears to ring. Jones got more advantageous with the punches as they rolled down the broken branches.Jason was looking rashly for his pocket gun but couldn't remember where it had fallen. Another resounding punch came from Jones and he couldn't block it.Jason held him as he rolled, making Jones to roll on alongside. They rolled down the hill, the world flipping and flipping

J-kill and Paul ran into an unknown direction, paving through the dense forest. As they stormed through the forest, it morphed into a large open space, cluttered with rocks of different sizes. Paul had no idea about where they were headed, he just had to follow J-kill like a puppet.“Com'on, we're getting close.” J-kill beckoned and started running towards an unpaved road surfaced with gravel. The more they get closer, the more a noticeable grin masked Paul's face. For more than three years, he had never felt such a tender joy.“Is that it?” Paul asked when they stopped running.“Yes! That's our way out. We're out of this forest. Woah,” J-kill yelled.With Paul's eyebrows scrunched up, he asked, “you know about this escape route all these while?”“I think I do, I just don't remember the way. I had to think.” He answered and walked briskly towards the gravel road. They wandered through the road, though J-kill wasn't feeling hopeful, Paul was consumed with zestfulness, that he was fina

“This is FBI, you're completely surrounded, Surrender now!” Came a voice from a megaphone as they close on Jones and the rest of the prisoners, who were still alive. They didn't expect everything to turn out this way, the deaths and everything happening was never close to what Jones planned.Jones and the escaped prisoners were taking cover with the stolen car, while the FBI agents were closing on them from both side. If they should keep running at the open space that lead to the forest, there's a high chance they won't make it there without getting shot.And there is no other option better than surrendering, and Jones wasn't ready to go back to prison. If they are caught as it seems like, they might not get thrown into Atlad prison again. What fate awaits them?“Does that mean, I will be thrown into the same prison as my brother? Is he even in any prison? Why is it not known to public! Dammit,” Jones doesn't know what to believe anymore. He was having mixed feelings and feeling bad w

A Boeing 747 flew over and landed safely on the helipad. The cool mist splashed Melvin Otani's face as he walked out through the door of the jumbo jet.The roaring sound of the jet engine rushed through his ear as the door to the plane shoved open.Hundreds of men in suits fell into a line immediately the door of the jet was open, they had a badge attached to their suit.The badge on their suit was an indication of loyalty to Melvin Otani. Once the loyalty of a recruit is perceived to be without pretense and remorse, they are accepted to serve.While they were anticipating his presence, Joan and five burly men, stepped out. Melvin was behind them, walking in a lordly manner as usual.The whole building, attached to the helipad, was owned by Melvin Otani and no intruder has been able to invade the location. Even the government still doesn't have any idea about Melvin's movement. He comes into the country and leave like the ghost he was. The walking living ghost as known by everyone.“W

Melody briskly walked out of the brick building. It was an old building that had an undeniable serenity. The fusty nosegay of age and quietness embraced her as she walked through the environment.There were drawings imprinted on the walls of the building, but they all seemed to have faded away along the design layers.Despite its deteriorated state, the whole building and the environment had the peace the other world craved.“Hey Melody,” Ramon waved at her and walked towards her.“How's your man, uhm…Chris?” She asked without staring at him. She felt bad and didn't like how she was feeling despite being in a safe place. She tried comforting herself that all seemed to be fine, but she was merely betraying her true feelings.“Oh, Yeah, he's getting better.” He exhaled heavily, before throwing the question he had always wanted to ask since they got the news about Jones escaping. “Why did Jones hire you as his lawyer?”She hiked her head up and stared in surprised at him. She never expec

Jones and the other escaped prisoners were still running at a fast pace through the woods. They are tired, sweaty and breathing heavily. “I knew it. I knew it will get to this. Everything is just fucked up.” Kenny said, slowing down his pace.“I never wanted to join the escape. I—I… I really don't want any of this.” Kenny stammered, trying to catch his breath. He was clearly close to despair. With that, Jones and the other prisoners stopped running.“How long are we going to keep running?” Paul asked out of frustration.Everyone was tired and frustrated. They trusted Jones' plan, but it seemed like everything was going south. They got found before, and they believe the police will find them again if they don't get out of the woods now.Jones had to deploy a new escape plan the very moment he found out that his brother was not in Atlad prison. So his former plan had a means of getting them out of the woods with ease, but since they weren't using his initial plan, it was going to be d

Everyone was urging Dylan to stay the night. With how late it had gotten and the threats still looming, most believed the roads weren’t safe to drive at night.But what unsettled Dylan wasn’t the road.It was Becky.Her sudden warmth, soft tone in her voice, and the way she now looked at him, none of it looked genuine. It wasn’t respect... It was admiration for power... for his money. Dylan could see through it all.She didn’t care about him. She cared about what he now represented...!“Dylan... it wouldn’t be bad if you just spend the night here,” Becky said softly, stepping a bit closer. “We could get to know each oth—”“No...I will be fine.” Dylan cut in before she could even finish. His voice was calm and final.Becky's fake smile cracked for just a second as her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but Dylan didn't even spare her another glance as he turned to leave.Marissa watched how Dylan had abruptly cut off Becky like she was nothing more than a background noise. But Marissa

“Mr. Dylan...” Marissa called out gently with a soft voice and a force smile.“You’ve done so much for this family tonight… Truly. You saved everyone, and now you’ve rescued the companies too. We’re forever grateful.”Despite her words being polite, the timing was deliberate and sharp enough to cut the tension forming between Dylan and Betty.The way Betty had leaned in and stared at Dylan's eyes made her think something obvious was about to happen and if she doesn't act now she might end up losing a capable man to her stepdaughter.She had seen enough of Betty flaunting her claim. The sight of her stepdaughter pressing in so closely, so confidently, to the man who had just made himself the most powerful person in the room made her stomach turn. Time and again, Betty had been a thorn in her side, always showing up where she wasn’t wanted, always standing in the way.What stung even more was the fashion brand company Mr. Walter entrusted Betty with, it might not be the main company,

Reality crawled upon Becky when she realized that Dylan didn't just win everyone's heart rather he owned the largest shares in her father's company.Technically, he owned more of it than Mr. Walter himself. The same boy she had spent time mocking, laughing at, treating like dirt… now stood as their saviour. Not just in name, but in power...!She stared at Dylan, her mind reeling. Was this really the same guy everyone laughed at back in school? The cleaner? The pauper?Why did I believe them? I shouldn't... I shouldn't have believed them.... I should have defended him...!Now her perception of Dylan just changed instantly and she was now seeing the handsomeness that hatred had blinded her to. It was like Dylan became more handsome in her eyes and she just couldn't stop stealing glances at the unmatched handsomeness.'When did he become this... Captivating?' He was so handsome that it made Becky's breath hitch at the moment. She couldn't believe she had been stupid to look down on Dyla

While everyone was staring and anticipating Dylan's response. His mind was focused solely on the numbers that truly mattered to him.Power Points.After all, he gets just 1 power point for every $200 Million spent in rank 2, and he currently has 15037 power points in store. 'Won’t hurt to spend more and push for the upgrade… I get more money with every rank unlocked anyway,' Dylan knew he hadn’t fully maximized the system’s potential yet, and that nagging feeling of wasted efficiency was eating at him. He wasn’t spending money for applause or recognition. For him, this was a strategy, a precise calculation. The more he spent, the closer he got to triggering the next evolution of the system. And each rank brought its own reimbursement bonus…He has nothing to lose in the end.‘No point holding back. The sooner I max out Rank 2, the sooner I unlock the next rank… and the real power that comes with it.’He glanced briefly at the stunned faces around him. Betty’s surprised face, Walter’

"“What?” Everyone gasped.Betty’s eyes widened with her breath catching in her throat. 'Did he just say he’s going to invest in my dad’s company?'Her heart pounded so fast it felt like it might leap out of her chest. She could barely process the words...It didn’t seem real. 'Dylan… investing?'Not only had he saved them from danger, but now he was stepping in to rescue the family business without hesitation. 'He didn't even ask how much is needed... Is he that rich?' Betty was even confused with Dylan's identity at this point. Dylan's mansion was already a shocker to Betty. It was definitely far beyond what a scholarship student or school cleaner can afford. And now, requesting to invest billions into her father's company without hesitation? That was something only someone from an elite, possibly aristocratic background could do.She stared at him, completely unsure of who Dylan really was at this point.“He’s bluffing! That’s what he does... Trying to feel among and everyone

As soon as Mr. Lund and his men disappeared from the estate, a thick wave of panic spread through everyone present. The atmosphere that was once tensed with violence, was now suffocating with uncertainty. Whispers broke out among the staff and everyone. Murmurs of Rudolf Lund, collapsing investments, and ruining Walter.The gravity of what just happened will send a message to the whole Stone City to never mess with the Lund's family. It never ends well.Walter was deeply rooted in international businesses, with transactions and ventures that extended far beyond the borders of Stone City. Over the years, he had built a reputation as a relentless, hardworking businessman and respected both at home and abroad. But despite his global reach, his foundation was still firmly tied to Stone City, the place where it all began.And that was the problem.The Lund family had their claws buried deep in the city's infrastructure... its banks, trade networks, and political influence. Every major d