Triumph Above All novel

The jet-black dragon dagger seemed to pin him to the pillar of shame.

Such strength in a young and beautiful woman!

It was unbelievable!

He desperately wanted to pull the dagger, but he knew doing so would leave his entire arm paralyzed.

As cold sweat drenched his back, he could do nothing but press on his wound in pain.

The subordinates on either side of him trembled, holding broken beer bottles and daggers. How could they possibly go up against Skylar and Dianne again?

The weapons hung in their hands as they clenched them tightly with the last of their willpower.

“I’ll ask you one last time—who paid you to kill me?” Skylar’s eyes were cold as he asked Lev in hushed tones.

Lev’s hatred for Skylar at this moment matched the intensity of the pain in his arm.

What’s more, this had happened in front of his subordinates, causing him to lose all dignity.

A feeling of intense hatred made him want to swallow Skylar whole.

he was also aware that his fate would be worse than the

Skylar and Dianne saw no distinction between killing the

the corridor just as

of people filed in, stepping on the

came in were led by a stout man in a shirt. It was Homer Mcgee, the

burst into hysterical joy

back

the door to your private room and

men here, quickly, and kill that bitch

glared resentfully at Skylar as he

of strength, his family’s history of gang activity in the neighborhood

I ever been treated unfairly like

demonstrated his disregard for Homer by kicking the private room door

certain that Homer would never spare

powerful she was, defeat

Homer’s

no

as if he had witnessed

froze the next