Blood Crave - The Night Stalker Crew Series Book 2 (Full Book)

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Blood Crave

The Night Stalker Crew Series

Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter One the Beginning

Chapter Two Fight or Flight

Chapter Three Defenseless

Chapter Four Pain and More Pain

Chapter Five Unstoppable

Chapter Six Biting the Bullet

Chapter Seven A Thin Line

Chapter Eight Cravings

Chapter Nine The Stakeout

Chapter Ten Warnings

Chapter Eleven Destruction

Chapter Twelve Bloodline

Chapter Thirteen Rescue Me

Chapter Fourteen Reality Check

Chapter Fifteen Road Trip

Chapter Sixteen Pressure

Chapter Seventeen The Lockdown

Chapter Eighteen Iron Will

Chapter Nineteen Fire, Wind, and Ice

Chapter Twenty Plan A

Chapter Twenty-one The Tronis's Mark of Death

Chapter Twenty-two The Hourglass

Chapter Twenty-three The Void

Chapter Twenty-four Evasion

Prologue

Nothing is what it seems. Sometimes you have to kill to get what you want. Life is precious and short. People kill each other just for the fun of it and we don't know why. Nerves put to the test, struggles are fought until resolve, hunger for the cravings, and bleed until there is no more to bleed. Sometimes you wonder if the world will ever be the same.

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Chapter One The Beginning

I watched as the clouds slowly darkened the sky, making it even darker. It was going to rain and here I am standing in the middle of some deserted alley, a perfect target for a lightning strike. I can hear the thunder rumbling louder and louder overhead. I walked briskly towards the opening of the alley where it was brighter, not that I need any light to see where I was going. I swiftly made my way down the sidewalk, passing a few people making their way home. They all looked around as they felt me pass them. Moving in lightning speed, I was only a dark speck and a wind to them. I stopped as I saw the store I was looking for. The sign on the window read, All Things Electronic. The bell sounded as I entered the dim store. A few customers eyed me wearily. I walked down aisles after aisles, pretending to look for something to buy. I stopped to look at a surround-sound system. I moved on to check out other things while I wait for the store to slowly empty out. It was half an hour later when I found myself alone with just the store cashier. I walked over to the cash register and a girl in her teens looked up curiously. She stopped what she was doing and turned to look at me. "Can I help you?" she asked tiredly.

"Are you the only one here?" I asked.

She nodded. "What can I help you with?" she asked, looking at me suspiciously.

"Look, tonight is going to be your lucky night," I said. "There's going to be a robbery here."

Her eyes widen and she looked around nervously. "What do you want? I can give you anything you want, just let me know what it is, and I'll hand it over."

Her mind was spinning wildly. I smiled at her. "It's not me, but whatever happens, don't press the panic button. I'm here to help you."

"How?" she breathed.

"Don't worry about it." I moved out of her view quick as a flash. She stared at the spot where I was standing just seconds ago in surprise. I mentally told her to act normal, and she went back to finish what she was doing earlier. Not a minute later, the bell sounded and two masked men enter the store. I smiled to myself as I watch them approach the register. A few words were exchange and out came the gun. The taller of the two pointed the gun steadily at the girl's head. I threw my mind force at him just before his finger can touch the trigger. I watch as his finger twitch when he tried to make contact with it. I snickered softly and silently came out of my hiding spot. The shorter one now has a knife out and was an inch from cutting the girl, but too bad for him, I was mighty quicker. I swiftly went to him and knocked the knife out of his hand. The two men both look startled. I picked up the knife and pocket it. The taller one was still trying to pull the trigger. "Having a problem there?" I asked. They both turn and head for the door. I was in front of them in a split second. "Don't go; I'm not done yet."