Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Goddess, Goddess!” Tony urgently got out of the car, wanting to come to her rescue.

“Stay inside!” Shirley shouted at him. With that, she delivered a powerful punch to the leader. Breaking free, she approached the man with the stick, who instantly turned pale with fear as if he had seen a ghost.

Shirley, like an angered goddess, stood amid the chilling wind that tousled her long hair. Her face was incredibly beautiful yet radiated intense determination to kill.

The man had no choice but to face the challenge. He swung the stick wildly, but Shirley seized the opportunity, closing in and grabbing his wrist. Disarming him, she viciously struck him down with the iron rod and then stepped on him with a forceful stomp. A distinct sound of ribs breaking echoed in the air.

“Ahh!” The man let out a gruesome scream. Shirley tossed aside the iron rod and, looking at the fallen thugs, walked toward Tony’s car. Tony, inside the car, was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. Just then, his phone rang-it was a call from Zacharias.

“It’s Uncle Zacharias calling, Should I answer?”

only needed a lesson. Tony drove ahead, still amazed. “I’m

shrugged it off. “They were just ordinary

took on eight. You really are

accidentally tugged on the wound on

you, didn’t it?”

rang. Unsurprisingly, it was still Zacharias. “Hello?”

are you two?” the

on our way

do,” Shirley replied and hung up. Then, he turned to

he genuinely wanted Zacharias to know about their encounter, hoping those hooligans would end up in prison for messing with his goddess. They shouldn’t get

a burning pain. She might need some medication once

minutes later, Shirley and Tony returned to the Flintstone Residence. On

got up and approached them. Given his keen eyesight, he quickly noticed

something was definitely up. At that, he turned to his nephew.