Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

However, Willow found him peculiar, as his actions forbade her from turning back. Her curiosity was piqued even more, and she struggled in his embrace. The more he tried to prevent her from peeking, the more she wanted to see. Jasper firmly pressed down her head and said sternly, “Don’t look.”

She felt a bit aggrieved being held down like this with her face pressed against his chest. Subsequently, he carried her for more than three hundred feet before finally releasing her, and she had no choice but to stop looking.

When she returned to the campsite, she overheard a few team members talking about several corpses dressed in pirate costumes floating among the ocean. They had all been dragged ashore and disposed of by the bodyguards.

A few male team members looked uncomfortable, and they prevented the female team members from peeking. Now, Willow understood why Jasper had taken her away. forcefully.

In the evening, she sat among several female team members and listened to their gossip. Time passed unnoticed, and it was already late, so everyone huddled into the tent to sleep. Earlier on, Willow had listened to a few scary ghost stories, and her heart became chilly. She was unafraid when listening to the tales, but. now, she was scared.

after she waited for a long time. She lifted the curtain and saw Johanna, who was guarding her. Then, she requested,

smiled. “Sure, Miss Presgrave. I’ll

Winston and the other leaders when Johanna went to get him.

he walked quickly toward the tent where Willow was. He bent down and looked at the girl inside, gently

scary ghost stories, and I’m a little scared. I don’t think I can sleep alone.” Willow was honest. He wanted to laugh, but he held back. After a moment of thought, he said, “I’ll wash up first

Still, Jasper went to bathe because he had helped move the bodies

she played with her phone while waiting for him. Twenty minutes passed, and she was still wide awake. Finally, she heard footsteps outside the curtain. As the barrier lifted, Jasper’s tall

closed her eyes contentedly and, in her half-asleep state, tossed and turned. When her

asleep, and gently retracted his arm. Then, he left the tent softly as if coaxing a child. Soon enough, Ricky came forward to report. “Mr. Wyatt, we

relic smugglers posing as an archaeological team from Dansbury. I didn’t