Novels by Raptor

He reflectively caught the chain mid-air with one hand, his grip was so firm and unshakable. It was right in this moment they knew that strength isn't measured by physique.Without a moment's hesitation, Dylan yanked it with brutal force.The thug attached to the other end was ripped off his feet and flung violently forward.... Crashing straight into two of his approaching comrades.Their bodies collided violently with their skulls cracking together as the three of them dropped helplessly to the ground.And the half-smashed thug, the one who got his face compressed from Dylan's punch earlier was now the only one left standing."How did a 21-year old knock down everyone? Who the hell are you?" The half-smashed thug just couldn't keep his voice down. He was so annoyed on why Dylan didn't even give them breathing space to fight him. He literally took them out in just a few seconds.Dylan wasn't ready for those stupid talks at the moment. He gave him enough time to make his decision, but

The half-smashed thug, who appeared to be the leader, regained a false sense of confidence as he noticed the others rallying behind him. With renewed arrogance hovering over him, he wiped the blood dripping from his mouth and stepped closer to Dylan again. But this time, he wasn't alone, the other thugs had taken their stance around Dylan.Some of the thugs came from the side with jagged pipes. The remaining goons with their chain-wrapped fist and dangerous weapons gleaming under the headlights, roared as they rushed forward.Austin's heart was pounding right in his mouth. It looks like it was about to break out of his chest at the very moment. "Dylan... Get in!!" Austin instantly got into the Lamborghini and yelled at Dylan. But the latter didn't move an inch. He just stood there not flinching as he watched the goons yelling towards him.His eyes locked onto the incoming attackers with a deadly calmness, as though he had already calculated every move they were about to make.Austi

The thug nodded frantically as he got no other options. Even the other thugs knew that fighting Dylan was like committing suicide. “We got a message... earlier this evening. Just the location and target, and the target is your friend, Austin. But your name was there… with a warning attached to your name.”“What kind of warning?” Dylan's tone darkened as he was already on the verge of losing patience.The cold fury in his chest wasn’t from the thugs in front of him. It was from whoever had dared to target his friends while hiding behind shadows. A coward, bold enough to pull strings from safety, but too weak to face him directly.They didn’t just pick the wrong target.They stepped into a territory they had no business entering, a line that once crossed, could never be undone.Now, there was no going back. Not for them. Not after targeting someone Dylan cared about. They hadn't just made a mistake, they have declared war...!“Start talking...!” Dylan ordered, and one doesn't need

Dylan wasn’t one to act on emotion. Logic had always been his compass. It was a principle he had learned from the Tripods over the years, and it had saved him more times than he could count.But tonight, logic was out the window.Someone had dared to lay hands on his friend… and that was a line Dylan couldn’t allow anyone to cross.He could already tell the men standing before him were nothing more than local muscle. They were clearly paid thugs sent by someone hiding behind power. Probably someone who thought they were untouchable.That alone made Dylan's blood boil.He despised people like that. Cowards who sat behind desk or security walls, pulling strings and sending others to do their dirty work. To Dylan, they were the worst kind of threat. Ones who hid behind power instead of owning it.Dylan’s jaw tightened as he took another step forward, his presence alone was making the night heavy.“Who sent you? I won't ask again…”At this moment, Dylan's voice has lost all calmness. It w

“Austin?” Dylan muttered. Austin? Out here? Running for his life? How the hell did he get here? Dylan just couldn't make sense of it. Austin was supposed to be in his hostel by this time, not running for his life.His face was pale as sweats were dripping down his temples. His shirt was torn and messed up with mud. Even his legs were so tired that he was having problems standing upright. And from the way he was panting heavily, one could tell that he had been running for hours.Inside the chaos of his own mind,Austin suddenly froze. That voice...!Austin heard a voice like that of Dylan calling him from inside of the Lamborghini.Despite not seeing him clearly, he knows Dylan's voice when he hears it. He has practically been his friend for years and it has stuck with him. He doesn't need to see him before he could discern if it was Dylan's voice he heard or not “Dylan...You in there?... Man...help me...” He gasped with desperation breaking his voice.The thugs burst towards him

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

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