Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 125

Quintessa became highly conspicuous on the main road, so she continually veered into narrow alleys by the roadside. The footsteps behind her grew increasingly nearer. She dared not look back, fearing that a single glance would confront her with the menacing dangers poised to engulf her.

Quintessa’s body was almost beyond her control, moving forward purely on instinctual human survival impulses. Her bare feet were chafed raw by the uneven ground, the constant pain jabbing at Quintessa but keeping her just conscious enough to press on.

Suddenly, her hali was yanked fiercely, bringing her sprint to an abrupt halt. With the tremendous force from behind, her scalp seared with pain as her entire body was dragged backward.

A voice inside Quintessa screamed–Oh, crap!

A split second later, a crisp slap sounded.

head spun more dizzyingly as the world turned upside down, making the

make out a blurry silhouette. She heard the person clutching her roared, “You wretch, think

if it might be torn off at

blurred vision, her words came out razor–sharp, her voice icy, “Roxanne sent you, didn’t she? Kill me today, or don’t bother. If I live to see tomorrow, I swear I’ll make you wish you were dead. I’ll make your

her composure at all times, even though this time, she might truly be unable to escape.

long as there was a chance, it was

thugs momentarily stunned

the bluffer. Don’t listen to her, she’s just a minor actress with no backing. What can she do to us? Let’s have our fun with her today, snap a

recognizing this as Roxanne’s tactic–cliché but

Group?”

what if

York. Tyrone is my

disbelief, “And I suppose the

lips,