Cold Nights and Hidden Fears

Chapter One

The waves crashed against the cliffs of Nova Scotia with an almost musical rhythm, but Aria Morgan knew better. After three years of studying marine biology at the remote Blackrock Research Station, she had learned to distinguish between natural ocean sounds and something more... peculiar. Tonight, there was definitely something different in the water's song.
Standing on the observation deck of the research facility, her long dark hair whipping in the salty breeze, Aria focused her night vision binoculars on the churning waters below. The full moon cast an ethereal glow across the surface, making it easier to spot any unusual movement. That's when she saw it - a flash of iridescent scales, much too large to be any known fish species.
"You're out here late again," a deep voice spoke behind her. Dr. Nathaniel Cross, the facility's new head of cryptozoology, stood in the doorway. His presence had been causing quite a stir among the female staff since his arrival last month, with his storm-gray eyes and the mysterious scar that ran from his left temple to his jaw. But Aria had noticed something else about him - the way he always seemed to appear whenever the strange occurrences happened.
"There's something out there, Dr. Cross," Aria said, not taking her eyes off the water. "Something big."
"Please, call me Nate," he said, moving to stand beside her. His proximity sent an involuntary shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the cold. "And I know. That's why I'm here."
Before Aria could question what he meant, a haunting melody drifted up from the waters below. It wasn't quite singing - more like an otherworldly humming that seemed to resonate in her very bones. To her surprise, she found herself taking an unconscious step toward the railing, drawn by the sound.
Nate's hand shot out, gripping her arm. "Don't listen too closely," he warned, his voice tight with concern. "They're hunting tonight."
"They?" Aria tried to shake off the melody's lingering effect. "Who are 'they'?"
Just then, a figure emerged from the waves - a woman with silvery skin and long, phosphorescent hair. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural blue light, and when she opened her mouth to continue her song, Aria saw rows of sharp, pearl-like teeth. The creature's beauty was both terrifying and mesmerizing.
"Sirens," Nate whispered, his grip on Aria's arm tightening. "Real ones. Not the sanitized versions from your fairy tales."
The siren's gaze locked onto them, and her song changed, becoming more focused, more enticing. Aria felt Nate tense beside her, and when she looked at him, she was shocked to see his eyes had taken on a silvery sheen, reflecting the moonlight like a cat's.
"We need to get inside," he said through gritted teeth, though he seemed to be fighting the urge to move closer to the railing himself. "Now."
But as they turned to leave, Aria caught sight of something in the water that made her blood run cold. Dozens of glowing eyes had appeared beneath the waves, and more figures were rising to the surface. Their songs began to intertwine, creating a symphony of supernatural beauty and terror.
"Dr. Cross... Nate," Aria's voice trembled slightly. "What's really going on at this facility?"
He finally turned to look at her fully, and in the moonlight, she could see that his scar was glowing with a faint blue light. "It's not just a research station, Aria. It's a containment facility. We monitor and protect humanity from ancient creatures that most people think are myths. And right now," he glanced back at the water where more sirens were emerging, "something has disturbed them. Something that hasn't happened in over a hundred years."
"What?" Aria asked, though part of her feared the answer.
"They're looking for their lost queen," Nate's voice was grim. "And for some reason, they think she's here."
A particularly powerful wave crashed against the cliffs, sending spray high enough to reach the observation deck. As the droplets hit Aria's skin, she felt a strange tingling sensation, and for just a moment, her reflection in the window showed her eyes glowing with the same ethereal blue light as the creatures below.
Nate saw it too. His expression shifted from concern to something more complex - fear, fascination, and what looked almost like recognition. "We need to talk," he said quietly. "About your mother. About why you were really assigned to this facility. And about why you've always felt so drawn to the sea."
The siren's song grew louder, more insistent, and Aria felt something stir within her - ancient memories that couldn't possibly be her own, yet somehow were. As she followed Nate inside, one thought kept repeating in her mind: her life as she knew it was about to change forever, and there would be no going back to the simple world of marine biology and research papers.
Behind them, the sirens continued their haunting chorus, their songs now carrying a note of triumph. They had found what they were looking for.

Chapter Two

The facility's underground laboratory was a maze of steel and glass, illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights that made everything look clinical and cold. Aria followed Nate through a series of security checkpoints, each requiring increasingly complex biometric scans. Her mind was still reeling from the events on the observation deck, the sirens' song echoing in her memory.
"How long have you known?" she finally asked as they entered what appeared to be his private office. Unlike the sterile corridors outside, this room was filled with artifacts that looked ancient - shells with strange markings, crystals that seemed to pulse with their own inner light, and walls covered in charts mapping underwater ley lines.
Nate moved to a heavily secured cabinet, his fingers dancing across a complex lock. "Since the moment you arrived at Blackrock. Your bio-readings were... unique." He pulled out a thick file with her name on it. "But your mother knew long before that."
"My mother?" Aria's voice cracked. "She died when I was three. All I have are some photos and my father's stories about her love for the ocean."
"Your mother didn't die, Aria." Nate's voice was gentle but firm as he placed an old photograph on his desk. "She returned."
The photograph showed a woman standing on these very cliffs, her wild dark hair streaming in the wind. She looked exactly like Aria, except for her eyes - they held that same otherworldly blue glow Aria had seen in her own reflection moments ago.
"That's impossible," Aria whispered, but even as she spoke, memories began to surface - the way she could hold her breath for impossibly long periods, her uncanny ability to predict storms, the strange songs that sometimes filled her dreams.
Suddenly, the lights flickered, and a low vibration ran through the building. Nate's expression turned serious. "They're testing the barriers," he said, moving to a bank of monitors showing underwater footage. Multiple figures darted past the cameras, their movements too quick and graceful to be human.
"What barriers?" Aria asked, joining him at the monitors.
"Electromagnetic fields designed to keep them at bay. But with their queen so close..." He glanced at her meaningfully. "They're stronger than usual."
"I am not their queen," Aria said firmly, though something deep inside her stirred at the words.
"No, but you're her daughter. The first successful hybrid in centuries." Nate pulled up more files on his computer. "Your mother was their queen, and when she fell in love with your father, it created a diplomatic crisis. A siren queen choosing a human was unprecedented."
The vibrations grew stronger, and somewhere in the facility, an alarm began to sound. On the monitors, the sirens' movements became more coordinated, more purposeful.
"They're not just testing anymore," Nate muttered. He grabbed what looked like an ancient trident from a wall display. "They're breaking through."
Aria's head suddenly filled with voices - not speaking English, but a fluid, musical language she somehow understood. They were calling to her, telling her to come home, to take her rightful place.
"Make it stop," she gasped, pressing her hands to her temples.
Nate reached for her, but stopped short when he saw her eyes - they were glowing brighter now, and her skin had taken on a slight iridescent sheen. "Fight it, Aria. You're not just one of them. You're both human and siren. That's what makes you special."
The facility shook more violently, and the lights went out completely. In the darkness, Nate's eyes glowed silver again, and Aria could finally ask the question that had been nagging at her.
"What are you?" she whispered. "You're not entirely human either, are you?"
Before he could answer, the reinforced windows of his office exploded inward in a shower of glass and seawater. In the opening hovered three sirens, their beauty terrible and magnificent. The one in the center spoke, her voice carrying both authority and disdain.
"Step away from the princess, Guardian. She belongs with her people."
Nate raised the trident, which began to glow with an electric blue light. "She belongs where she chooses to belong."
As seawater swirled around them, Aria felt power surge through her body - raw, ancient, and demanding to be released. She had a choice to make, but first, she needed answers.
"Tell me everything," she said, her voice carrying a new note of command that surprised even her. "About my mother, about what you are," she looked at Nate, "and about why I'm really here."
The siren queen smiled, showing those pearl-like teeth. "Oh, little princess. You're here because a war is coming. And you," her glow intensified, "are the key to everything."

Chapter Three

The seawater swirling around Aria's feet felt alive, responding to her emotions like an extension of her body. The three sirens remained suspended in the shattered window frame, their ethereal forms casting an otherworldly glow throughout Nate's flooded office. The lead siren - who had introduced herself as Cordelia, First General of the Deep Realm - watched her with ancient eyes that held both wisdom and cunning.
"Your mother's choice started this war," Cordelia said, her voice carrying the rhythm of waves. "When she chose your father, she didn't just abandon her throne - she disrupted a balance that had existed for millennia. The Deep Realm has been without a true queen for twenty years, and the dark ones grow bolder each day."
"The dark ones?" Aria asked, acutely aware of Nate's tension beside her, his grip tightening on the glowing trident.
"The Abyssal Court," Nate answered grimly. "Think of them as your people's darker cousins. While the sirens of the Deep Realm protect the oceans, the Abyssal Court seeks to corrupt them. Without a queen's power to maintain the barriers..."
"They're breaking free," Cordelia finished. "Even now, they gather in the deep trenches, preparing for war. Only a queen's song can reinforce the ancient seals."
Aria felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on her like the ocean itself. "And you think I can do this? I don't even know how to control whatever... this is." She gestured to her still-glowing skin.
"That's why I'm here," a new voice spoke from the doorway. Aria turned to see a woman she'd only known from photographs - her mother. Nerissa, former queen of the Deep Realm, stood in the threshold, looking exactly as she had twenty years ago. Her presence made the very air vibrate with power.
"Mom?" Aria whispered, emotions warring inside her.
Nerissa's eyes - the same otherworldly blue as Aria's now were - filled with tears. "My daughter. My beautiful, brave daughter. I'm so sorry I had to leave you, but it was the only way to keep you safe while your powers matured."
"Safe from what?" Aria demanded, anger suddenly surging through her. The water around her feet began to churn in response.
"From those who would use you," Nate interjected, his voice carrying an edge of bitterness. "The Guardians weren't always noble protectors, Aria. Some believed that controlling a hybrid princess would give them power over both realms."
"Like your father did?" Nerissa's voice turned cold as she addressed Nate. "Is that why you're so close to my daughter? Following in Marcus Cross's footsteps?"
The tension in the room sparked like electricity. Nate's silver eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not my father."
"Enough!" Aria's voice carried a new power, making everyone in the room freeze. The water around her feet rose in spiraling columns, responding to her command. "I want the truth. All of it. No more cryptic warnings or half-answers."
Suddenly, the facility's emergency sirens blared to life. On Nate's monitors, dark shapes appeared in the deeper waters - humanoid figures with shark-like features and glowing red eyes.
"The Abyssal Court," Cordelia hissed. "They've found us."
"They found her," Nerissa corrected, moving to Aria's side. "They can sense your awakening power, daughter. We're out of time."
The facility shuddered as something massive struck it from below. Through the broken window, Aria could see dark forms rising from the depths, their movements predatory and purposeful. The water around her feet turned ice-cold.
"You have to choose now," Nate said urgently. "But know this - whatever you decide, I'll stand with you." His eyes met hers, and in them she saw not just duty or ambition, but something deeper, something personal.
"As touching as that is, Guardian," Cordelia interrupted, "she needs to come with us. Only in the Deep Realm can she learn to control her powers in time."
Another impact rocked the facility. In the distance, Aria could hear screams - the research staff, she realized with horror. They were unprotected, unaware of what was really happening.
"I won't let innocent people die," Aria declared, feeling strength flow through her. "Mom, Cordelia - help me protect the facility. Nate..." she turned to him, "teach me how to fight."
"Always choosing both worlds," Nerissa murmured, a mix of pride and worry in her voice. "Just like your mother."
As the Abyssal Court's forces surrounded the facility, Aria felt something click into place inside her. She was neither fully human nor fully siren, neither wholly of land nor of sea. But perhaps that's exactly what both worlds needed.
"Well then," she said, as power coursed through her veins and the song of the sea filled her mind, "let's show these dark ones what a hybrid princess can do."
The water around her erupted upward, turning into a swirling shield of liquid crystal, just as the first of the dark figures burst through the facility's lower levels. The war for two worlds was about to begin, and Aria stood at its center, with a Guardian at her side and the power of two realms flowing through her blood.

Chapter Four

The next few minutes dissolved into chaos. The Abyssal Court's warriors crashed through the facility's lower levels like a dark tide, their shark-like features twisted into snarls of hunger and hatred. Aria's crystalline water shield held against the first wave, but she could feel their darkness pressing against her power, trying to corrupt it.
"Channel your emotions through the water," Nerissa instructed, her own powers creating whirlpools that trapped several attackers. "The sea responds to authentic feeling, not just will."
Nate moved with inhuman grace, the trident in his hands leaving trails of electric blue energy as he fought. "We need to evacuate the research staff," he called out between strikes. "They're gathering near the main lab."
Aria closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly she could feel every drop of water in the facility - in the pipes, in the air, in human bodies. The awareness was overwhelming. "I can feel them," she gasped. "Everyone. Everything."
"That's your queen's sense awakening," Cordelia explained, her own song turning violent as she fought. "You're connecting to your realm."
An explosion rocked the lower level, and through her new awareness, Aria felt something massive entering the facility. The temperature of the water dropped dramatically, and even the sirens looked concerned.
"Thalassos," Nerissa whispered, fear evident in her voice. "The Abyssal Prince himself."
Through the broken floor emerged a figure that seemed made of living darkness. Unlike his warriors, Prince Thalassos appeared almost human, devastatingly beautiful in a cruel way. His eyes were the color of the deepest ocean trenches, and when he smiled, his teeth gleamed like black pearls.
"The little princess awakens," his voice was like the crushing depths given sound. "How convenient. I was afraid I'd have to wait longer to claim my bride."
"Bride?" Aria and Nate spoke simultaneously, his voice sharp with anger, hers with shock.
"Did they not tell you?" Thalassos moved closer, his presence making the water around him turn black. "The only way to truly end the war between our courts is through union. Your mother refused me twenty years ago. But you..." his dark eyes roamed over her face, "you're even more powerful than she was."
Nate stepped between them, the trident glowing brighter. "She's not a prize to be claimed, Thalassos."
The Abyssal Prince's laugh was like ice cracking. "Ah, the Guardian speaks. Tell me, son of Marcus Cross, does your protection come from duty... or jealousy?"
Before anyone could respond, a scream echoed from the main lab. Through her water sense, Aria felt the research staff's terror as more Abyssal warriors surrounded them.
"Choose quickly, princess," Thalassos said smoothly. "Surrender to me, and I'll spare them all. Refuse, and watch your human friends feed my warriors."
Aria felt rage build inside her - pure, hot, and powerful. The water around her began to glow, not with her mother's blue light or Thalassos's darkness, but with a brilliant purple that seemed to combine both aspects of her nature.
"You want an answer?" Her voice carried the crash of waves and the strength of tidepools. "Here it is."
She thrust her hands forward, and every drop of water in the facility responded. It rose from pipes, condensed from air, pulled from the sea itself. But instead of attacking, it began to sing - a new song, neither fully siren nor fully human, but something entirely unique.
The Abyssal warriors closest to her began to writhe, their corrupted forms starting to purify under her hybrid power. Thalassos's eyes widened in genuine surprise, then narrowed in fury.
"Impossible," he snarled. "No one can purify the Abyssal taint!"
"She's not no one," Nate said, pride evident in his voice. "She's both of your worlds, and neither. And that makes her stronger than either."
Aria's song grew stronger, and she felt Nate's energy joining with hers, the Guardian's power amplifying her own. Her mother and Cordelia added their voices, creating a harmony that made the very foundations of the facility vibrate.
But Thalassos wasn't finished. With a roar of rage, he released his own power - a wave of such absolute darkness that it threatened to swallow all light. "If I cannot have you," he growled, "then no one will!"
The two forces met in a spectacular clash of energy. In that moment, as purple light battled primordial darkness, Aria felt something else stirring in the depths beneath the facility - something ancient and powerful, awakened by their battle.
"The Leviathan," Nerissa breathed. "The battle... it's waking the ancient ones."
As if in response, a deep rumble shook the entire ocean floor, and everyone - siren, human, and Abyssal alike - froze in sudden, instinctive fear.
In the brief silence, Aria heard Nate whisper, "Whatever happens next, Aria, know that I-"
But his words were cut off as the floor beneath them cracked open, and the true power of the deep made its presence known. The war between courts had awakened something far older and more dangerous than any of them had imagined.
And deep in her soul, Aria knew - this was only the beginning.

It was a cold night in the late fall, and the wind was chilly, and the bone-chilling cold made people feel the coldness twice as much.

Emily Carter played sadly with her motorcycle, stomping her feet and scratching the walls, cursing the guy who threw a nail in the driveway and punctured her tire. There's no grass here, not even a few passing cars.

She shivered in the cold wind and pulled her jacket tighter. Just then, blinding headlights suddenly flashed ahead of her. Her pretty face, reddened by the cold, immediately blossomed into a surprised smile, finally a car came.

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Emily's heart was pounding and her forehead was covered in a cold sweat. She slowly got up from the ground, rubbed her butt, and staggered to the window of the car. In the dim light of the street, she saw the owner of the car lying on the steering wheel, not moving, and her heart tightened.

She hurriedly knocked on the car window, anxiously shouted: "Mr., are you okay, Mr. ......" really hope he is fine, after all, it is she who stopped the car to cause such an accident, she does not want to become any indirect culprit.

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He unbuckled his seatbelt, stretched out his long arm, and pushed open the car door. The moment the door opened, Emily felt a weightlessness like an abyss.

"Sir, you're fine ...... ah ......" words not finished, suddenly an iron clamp-like palm grabbed her arm, pulled, she was dragged into the car, surprised and open mouth want to resist! She opened her mouth in surprise and tried to resist, and immediately clenched her fist and swung at him. Although her fist is fast, but his hand is stronger, instantly caught her fist, twisted back, the body then tilted and sank.

Emily gasped in anger, struggling to roar: "Let go of me, animal, let go of me ......" She grew up practicing boxing, although not an expert, but against the average person is more than enough, did not expect that this man is easy to subdue her.

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A drop of hot sweat slid down his forehead and struck her on the scar, causing her heart to jolt. The knots in his throat moved up and down slightly, his fingertips trembling as they slid over the scar, and Emily's heart trembled violently, feeling that the scar was actually so hot.

He stopped suddenly, and she took the opportunity to fight back, only to be quickly pressed back into her seat with such force that she could feel him breathing harder and harder.

Emily tensed her body, staring at him with gritted teeth, "If you do it the hard way, you're breaking the law, and I'll sue you." But her threat seems so powerless, the man seems to disdain, just coldly watching her, no further action for the time being.

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The man's sharp eyes flashed a trace of surprise, the corner of his mouth rose slightly. "I'm serious, I'm rich, it's humiliating, but I must confess, I don't have this kind of experience, if you do it the hard way, I definitely can't stand it, so, you'd better let me go, and go to those women who have experience." Emily felt her head spinning from all the talk, her heart full of complaints, complaining about why he didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, the low, ice-like voice slowly sounded, "It's too late."

Emily's heart sank, hurriedly said: "How can, you have a car ah, endure a little to the city!"

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"You ......" Emily was angry and furious. The man stared at her cheeks reddened with anger, lowered his voice, said through the impermissible majesty: "Use your hands."

"What do you mean?" Emily did not react for a moment.

The man's gaze suddenly sharp, low tone with impatience: "You use your hands to help me, I will not touch you."

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"Hurry up, or ......" the man's breathing became heavier and heavier, her hand actually for the first time to be offered to an unfamiliar man who did not even see his face clearly, cursed in her heart, but could not escape.

After a long time, so long that she thought she was begging for the end of time ......

Emily Carter slowly lifted her legs, and when she saw the dirt all over them, she could hardly hold back her tears. Her pure legs, she did not want to live, no face to face, where is Noodle-kun, where is Tofu-kun?

Sebastian Hunter fixed his clothes, looked at her petrified look, frowned, picked up the bottle of water in front of him, grabbed her legs a bit roughly, put them outside, then poured the water, carefully cleaned her legs, and finally took out the tissue paper, and wiped it clean gently.

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She stared at his charismatic face, her heart hesitated. With his face, what kind of woman does he want? As long as the hook finger, countless women will throw themselves into the embrace, why is it that at such a moment, such a place, to borrow her legs ......

"Dong Che." Sebastian gently pushed her shoulder with his leg, coldly and mercilessly driving away.

"Er ......" Emily quickly came back to her senses, tightly gripped the handrail of the car, said with dissatisfaction, "I want to cross the river to draw the board!"

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"Who told me to drive the car so fast? It was his car that had a flat tire, he at least helped me just now, I sent him home." Emily put on a cold face and said without a care in the world.

"Lady, you better not get ahead of yourself, he'll force me if you upset him." Sebastian's broad leg paw pinched her leg unexpectedly, and a cold, chilling light flashed in his dark eyes.

Emily's heart tightened, bravely and courageously returned to him, "I can force him if I want to, but sending him home is absolute."

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"He knows I'd dare, and without a layer of pain, it's better than losing your life." Emily immediately responded.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes and stared at her for half a day, then suddenly stretched out his leg and pinched the center of her leg hard a few times.

"Ah ...... beast ......" Emily shrieked, quickly slapped away his leg, her body shrunk.

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Emily's face reveals a touch of aggression, tears in the eye sockets spinning, eyes are about to wildly out.

Sebastian's heart was suddenly hit, almost blurted out, "Where is my home?"

Emily immediately reported an address, the car let out a roar, and drove away. I didn't realize that he was actually afraid of her crying, and her tears didn't even flow down.

E&miilVyv'sv YteJarus quiBcJkélyM drice'd ZuBp, amncd Utphe 'syu)bwtYlTe ^sojusrnuessg i(n$ hber rhJeafrtI wass i.nIdescyrMibsablIe. 'Iln nfZa*ct, shgeL ,wHaysLn'ty Nas hcaIlm CasH zsheW MaJpÉp'eared tno be óonN tKhea jinshidke, gtnhiBnFkUigngA aboMuct) $how hej ÉhCad RjYust puWt éupD Iwith lskox Lmujch wviVthoutL ÉhurktPiZnPg .hieLr(. Sh$e bet ltÉhMadt heH wGoCuLld! )nuoRt Lbe sgucjhy a qcasBuhadlI mafn,f Dso Gshse ,darefd' Ito' praovoVke hiémz, jand twhCe Lruesult ZoNf atghre 'be)tW Éwass xinOdCeJedP Pwson.A

The man who was as cold and unfeeling as ice was now driving her home. She did not know where the confidence, inexplicably feel that he will not really hurt themselves, even the fear has disappeared.

She held up the unopened bottle of pure water on the front of the car, unscrewed the cap, and drank several mouthfuls. Through the car window looking at the scenery flying by, and then cast his eyes to the side of the man concentrating on driving, his side of the face so fascinating, definitely the most handsome she has seen the most stylish people.

The silence of the car is so boring, Emily stretched her legs and rested her cheeks, looking at him with her head tilted, trying to tease him, "My name is Emily, do you know what my name is?"

"Ma_iÉdenB?" SeDbaDstiPaBn!'s* ha.ndsomer NfPakce itZwitcheRdF ÉviXsBibly.

Emily's face darkened, realized that he misunderstood, and quickly explained, "Not the cool of autumn, the catalpa of fallen trees, Emily Carter."

The man did not even move an eyebrow, Emily heart secretly slander, see him half a day no sound, impatiently asked: "Hey, I really want to know what my name is."

"I don't need to know." The man said coldly.

"C,hje, Di)f_ yfou Vdon'tK sRay i^t,a dAonj'Tt !siaRyX itI,, NsatignCgwy(." dEmnilyK pmade aa playYful Cfuace zaGtn nhMimT.

Her words didn't make his face change at all, he parked the car in front of a neighborhood gate and said coldly, "Get out of the car."

Huh, actually so fast to home, Emily's heart inexplicably feel a trace of melancholy. She opened the car door, was about to get out of the car, not dead heartedly turned back to ask: "What is my name in the end?"

But the response to her was only the sound of the car door being shut with force, and then the car turned sharply and quickly disappeared into the night.

"&DKamnQ iAtt, ywhIatp aÉrDey yco*u$ pPuzlilKiKnxgV wfDoFr,p HjuBsMt a liStyt.lve$ Ubait mPoYrge htan^dsvomée,Y !a ltiztkt$len bditÉ more Bc'ool, slookl kdTowan,.D I'm pretty gto*oY, tokay.?" Emilpyé stoKmpLedw YhPerQ hfoJot, tand. ran mtDoTwaHrAdsB heRr Locw!n& pWlrace.é

Back to the house she shared with her best friend Sadie, just stepped into the house, Sadie immediately ran out of the room, looking exaggeratedly, "Ma'am, I finally came back, what time is it now, I was so worried that I almost begged for the police."

Thinking about what happened halfway across the country, Emily's face heated up slightly, and said dejectedly, "Don't mention it, his car got a flat tire halfway across the country, and the power went out."

"So miserable, didn't run into a pervert, didn't you lose out." Sadie immediately jumped in front of her, staring at her with glowing eyes.

"S(céróew me,V Imy XmXind idsL f&ull of uLnpyrFo$dXucft&ivHe& jstZufrf. LHeN'bsX gYoQing t_o t^a'kje a shower' first.g"

Staring into her sparkling eyes, Emily Carter felt a sudden pang of weakness, hurriedly pushed her away, found a pair of pajamas, and ducked into the bathroom.

"It was just a joke, why are you so serious? I'm so good at what I do, what kind of pervert would dare to molest me." Sadie's voice came from outside. She didn't deny her leg skills; after practicing kung fu for more than ten years, she wasn't afraid of those hooligans at all.

At this time, she suddenly remembered a particularly skilled hooligan who almost overpowered her. Although he didn't really force her, he did make her use her legs to resist. Emily stared at her legs, her mind couldn't help but recall that scene, her cheeks slightly flushed. She unbuttoned her dress, and through the bathroom mirror, her eyes fell on the ugly scar on her chest. She clearly remembered that when his sweat dripped down on her scar, a burning heat rose.

H)er delifc.aktei fYinngkeUrs gentslyG sthrposkerdg th&eR gscar,k uw$hich seSemgedc tAo mhave NsuAd&d.eLnRlRy bekcIoYmue$ ,seRnsiti)ve$,F vaYnd aEAmilyh'sS ub.rIoGw dfuFrrvo'wYed.' óThaet Bsca_r huadj $bqeen laesftW bwzhenl psUhe Cw.aBs eighté yeFars o!lJdc, PagnGd ^hNayd nleaCrRly kiLljled herA,) aa memLoYrmyó oFfó Ga HbAofyi. (Sh)e v^aguaelWyM (recme_mbereÉd dtwh!e, hboyq Qbbeingv Gcbolvda and' coiol saqst viceN,. Ub_utY swMhen _shUe éhCealaed, sh!et h)ad ccdomDp)leCtFexly UforgVottenS wrhsaOt^ hZet Llwooked _li,ke, w_hPichI smia)ddeé ThGe_r aB liittgle sorryG.

She suddenly shook her head, wondering what was wrong with her tonight that she was remembering those bad memories. It must have been the man who looked like a thousand years of ice that reminded her of that cold boy. Emily shook her head slightly, put those thoughts behind her, and started to take a shower.

---

In the cold and dreary night, the air was filled with a treacherous icy atmosphere.

In Bthe ycroNldA yruain&sQ,t a_ $wLowman scFreFamreGdr nin teruro&r, P"wJYaYck&sMon óBAla)ck,p awAh.aQtÉ Gdid I w^afnt _fr.om uhimw?D",

A ragged woman was pressed to the ground by two strong men, in front of five hooligans who were staring at her greedily. Jackson Black, Sebastian Hunter's chief executive, was tall and straight, his handsome face was tough, his sexy lips curled up in a trademark smile. But he acted decisively and mercilessly, obeying his master's orders, and his tactics were ruthless, making people afraid of him.

"Ophelia Sterling, I have my ways. Anyone who messes with my master will pay for it, and I'm going to make sure he enjoys it tonight. You don't have to thank me, I deserve it." A gentle smile appeared on Jackson's face, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Jackson, I'm definitely not going to let myself off the hook right away. My grandfather would never let me go." Ophelia was struggling, but her heart was full of fear.

Ja$cPkisxon'sj sm)iYlóe édyege!penedN ats hZe wavped shi^s handr at) WtBhRe XtFwPo imen hoplWdihnBg Dhekr downw,X SsqignaHlinDg ,them tNo puushC Jhexr *fWolrWwMaJrd.F ThAeg Xhxoxoflói.gQaXnvsh,g who had )bqeBeAn _wWaiptintg. f,oOró hXerR,i &immJeUdiaPte^lZy s^wbarQmpe!dR ovneBrI Jher atn!dT q(uicklyk grVaÉbbedS hger.

"Help ...... let her go ...... you dare to touch a single hair, my grandfather will definitely make you pay ......"

Jackson, as if he did not hear, maintained a mocking smile and turned away. In the cold wind whistling, the sound of tearing clothes, gasping breath and the woman's scream intertwined.

After finishing her part-time job, Emily rode her repaired motorcycle past the ruins and was suddenly awakened by a piercing scream. The woman's screams were so harsh, so shrill.

SzheB dyidn'tp kwnant hto$ ngUet( uinvWo.lXvjed;W tOhem nigZh!tp was tgoIo! VcóoPld^. 'SXheO Éj_uFs*tC vwanHtehdO UtRoó greAt baTckx t.od ghuer rdor)mitosryH, tayke aI (nic_e bath_,f kand ngre_t bu_nKdeir) thes ówuaGrpma jctovpers.v OBLu(t *tZhlem mFoItiorcyclle sxtéa(lleFd Yas óshe IappórFoÉacIhe^d. XIrt se'ejmed GtNhMaBt KfaJte ,wiacnted 'herm toM intFeVrvUeWneB.t

Emily jumped out of the bike and walked towards the ruins. Under the cold moonlight, she saw several men bullying a woman. She immediately rushed forward, grabbed a wooden stick, and swung it down hard.

The man who was hit wailed in pain and rolled next to the woman. Ophelia immediately pushed away the man who was holding her down and quickly got up from the ground, hiding in panic next to Emily.

"Help me ......" she said in horror.

E)milqyw NbFrkaÉnCdiUshed tNh^e NwQo'o^deHnz ,sItiIckC iWn mheAr óhaYnud maNj$estiTcalsly, CanDd OsamiCdJ LpTrPo,ud.ly,I c"DsoQn'btU bMe )afréafird, vwvipth m$e* hverVe,^ Zthegyy can'tG tto,uchI y&olu."L

"Can I?" Ophelia looked at her in disbelief, doubting that her skinny frame could handle those hooligans.

"Let's go, I can ...... ah ......" Emily's words had not yet finished when pain shot through the back of her neck, and she crumpled to the ground, full of shock and staring back at Ophelia.

"We just want a woman, let her go." Ophelia threw the stick away, grabbed Emily's limp body and pushed it forward, then turned around and fled, riding away on Emily's motorcycle.

Ekmicly ÉsveeBthQedT WwUicthm aéngeUr at tyhIe hun$grat&efuél JwéomFanv )whqoW Zh)ad Ws_tzo^lyewnl helr msotoÉrcy,cOlleZ.c kHeVrr coOnteZmpt^ zfor& OSphseYlZia s)uWrgeqd' taasD És.hGeO co(llaGpsJed in aJ heAaJp,& ianvd Ythe gmIeWn*, ia'sQ sOtlr$ongy as oxe&n,. icmdme'diantneqlxy pJouNnLcSe'd_ onu phPerf.

No wonder her father said not to worry too much about other people's problems. Her head was spinning, and she felt unwanted hands groping her body, trying to tear her clothes off.

"No, I'll never let them, not even in death," Emily gritted her teeth, coming to her senses in a flash. She curled her legs into fists, landed a left hook squarely on one of the men crushing her, followed by a spinning kick to the other, staggered off the ground, and ran forward as hard as she could.

"Help ...... someone help me ......" The man behind her, his face grim, despite his injuries, became furious from the side effects of the drugs, and came after her.

Herq hBe$adP _s^puns,k a(n.d !tVhue_ pwreivi!oxuGs axssa(ulQt, weazkeYnCed .hevr.h OJiu(sct w(hKend Yshe thUou_ghté she) woukldP VszuDreMlyD dwieY,l sChe Xcaugsht( an gliwmpSsle o*f LaX fgBhoJstVlyB MbblhacskY Qsdhado.w wfljashLiGnng inp ffrboUnAtC PoZf heér eyes&.

Followed by ear-splitting gunshots.

Emily Carter looked back in shock, only had time to see a few men fell instantly. The night wind floated in the faint smell of blood. They did not even scream, died in the darkness of the night.

She stared at the shadow with wide frightened eyes, although she could not see his face, but the strong murderous aura and icy coldness emanating from his body made her irresistible.Emily wanted to say something, but in the next second her eyes went black and she fainted.

SuebQasétDian HuDntTer Np(uZt awaQyK thSeB pistcoHlq Din h,isw haWndY, Lw^aql*keÉdB forward,t dsmq,u&aBtt)edF Ddiown i,nA Éfvrondtx yof Ther,t and qlDiWfted h^e_rh Vfóaceé w.iMtéh( a GstrDong ap&aYlm.$

"It's you again." He whispered.

"Sebastian, Ching Kim Nguyen escaped, she was meddling." Jackson Black stood behind him, raising his eyebrows slightly at his perverse behavior, a wry smile flashed across his face, "Look at her fall there, what an oddball, betraying herself."

Sebastian didn't answer, he picked Emily up and walked towards the car parked outside, Jackson looked at his back, secretly shocked in his heart: what's wrong with Sebastian tonight? He even saved the girl himself, and was going to take her back with him?

HWe Yism itOoo many yea(rs oAf p.uQrAiDtaénkiZsm, Qb&uLtN todaOy Wevceni chcos'en *siuchN Ga Csxm_all Tgirl, NiXsh fhe gOo&ing atTo "jme'ata"?l aNfo, his c(ho)i^cre iQsZ not MqjuHiztre gvaglVidM, Qco,uld IintU bOe^ MthatT LheU iGs NrKe&aYlNlyK l*oto!kiMn,g YaÉt phFer vsDkinqny $bzodyd?w

I don't know how long it was, but when Emily woke up, it was already light outside. She'd been out all night, and the back of her neck ached. "Damn, you woman, if I ever see you again, I'll show you my fists ...... " She struggled to sit up, only to find herself in an unfamiliar room, and the rocking sensation coming from underneath her made it seem like she was on a boat.

She reached up and tapped her head, slowly recalling the scene before she passed out. The killing. That mysterious man, he killed those colorful men, Emily winced.

At ftihat moment,( ntyher,e _wÉasl KaM sxu'd'deCn (noaise frNoPm outsYiBdSew. Suhe fruÉbbeldh thveÉ ba_ckd of hce&rY soure TneckL, goth moóutA of béedp,h Xand 'pSushgesdK MtKhe& dboToZr howpeRn*.

It was a huge ship, the deck was crowded with people, seemingly arguing about something, Emily cautiously approached the deck, in the bright sunlight, she saw the cold face of ruthlessness and pride, the eyes were as calm and sharp as if they were soaked in ice.

She could not help breathing in a breath of cold air, and immediately covered her mouth with her hands, and hid herself away. That face, she could never forget, even that pair of cold and creepy eyes.

Surprisingly, it was the iceberg man who forced her to serve him that night! Could it be that he was the one who saved her last night?

Whact kcipnd' ofa pte'rsÉon is he?L HyiésQ ZswéiftQ sqhhoovtifnmg_ yskill,P DkillÉing sox m!anRyT p'eoplye DiUn WtIhe bplmink o!fv LaónP Reóye,M hóe (looGks likeC ssHoNme(on)e wrho uhasB be,ein kilali^nFgw forY av lo_ngó tsime._ IYf wheUr f(awtlhYe^rU ufMoNu.nnd 'outW gt!hat ksahKe wbas eInétan,gYle(dZ wibtsh tdhWeysze o!utrlalws.,, Ahe wdo_ulad ubme amadm ays heHll.l

Emily was thinking about this, the front of the two groups of people have already not close, have drawn their guns, in the deck launched a real gun fire fight. How dare she intervene, once the gun is fired, she will be accounted for here.

She didn't want to die, she was innocent, and what she did or didn't do had nothing to do with her. Just when she wanted to pray, suddenly there was a loud bang, a man suddenly fell in front of her, blood spread like a spring.

Startled, she poked him in the shoulder to ask if he was still there, but his head suddenly lolled and he faced her, his eyes wide open and his face distorted in horror.

"vAh .H.T.k.a..^ nd^ead h.h....y. !mmanG,"j .exbclGagimÉedf EmilMyw,u njTumóp'iCng uQp.m

Damn woman, do not hide, but shout, do not think the bullet will not find her door?

Sebastian narrowed his eagle eyes, quickly took care of the two men who shot at her, and then darted over, pulling her to his side and pinning her under his armpit.

"Hey, what are you doing, put me down." Emily screamed in terror.

"WokmwaSnl,k cshBu$ty AucpB .irf yPoÉu ÉdCopn't waknUt tok Kdice,."L SyebastiaYnz letD ^ouxt KaG loxw. fgtrDowUl, tnhKeK ZgIun Pin hsiésG hiandf l'ets éo,ut' ab sNuc^cessijoxn ohf fiaerceó ba!nbgs^, knockéilngO vd&oIwna ptdhUe apPplróoauchiwn,gn e$nermiYesg IoVneó by oRnXe.

Emily was already scared beyond belief. Just as a bullet almost grazed her body, she immediately quieted down, thinking to herself that at least he was the only one who could save her at this moment.

Sebastian looked down at Emily who was tightly wrapped around himself, invisible anger surged to his heart, and he couldn't help but yell: "Do something to die, don't let go yet!"

"No, you are responsible for my safety." Emily clutched him, unwilling to let go.

By tYhbisó time_, VshZe SwVavs alrteady vinC MhsisD $a_rms $honldinZgé e*ach' ,oCtshKer& WtOiZght*l&y', and u_nndéerstood thajt& hze' zwnasr Whgearq oUnly hopeé orfx rsurPvxivnal,x she no longeWru óc)arwed aboMuét wYhazt t*hat aNmpbigJucofusU wpoFs,iltiOonl wahsA.t

Sebastian's forehead blue veins jumped, wanting to tear her off his body, to his surprise, she was holding on to him. He used his inner strength to warn, "Emily, you want to die, don't you?"

She tilted her head back to stare at him, the cold muzzle of the gun against her forehead made her subconsciously pout, then slowly loosened her hand, "Hmph, stingy."

Sebastian casually picks up a pistol and rudely shoves it into her hand, "Can shoot?"

EmiLly( griYpxs& JthVe heavvy pis&totl, BfQulsl iof febajr,U sandj ivmmZetd(iza.teKlHyG ksahWarkUes Uhejr hseZapd), )"KIA &wHoRn$'Ot, ldPonw'dtD makdeY Jmte kpibl'l Aadnuyo'nwe!"^

She really didn't want to be a killer. "You don't want to kill, you want to be killed?" Sebastian laughed coldly, with a cruel look on his face.

"No...... "Emily hurriedly shook her head, wanting to throw the pistol away, however, under his sharp gaze, her hand stopped. She saw an enemy behind him ready to shoot, and hurriedly exclaimed, "Watch your back!"

Sebastian laughed coldly, and then reached out to hold her hand holding the gun, as if there were eyes behind his back, pulled it forward, and used her hand to shoot backward, with a bang, the bullet accurately hit the guy's heart.

There was blood everywhere, almost staining Emily Carter's vision.

"Ah ...... I've killed ...... I've killed ...... I've killed ...... No ...... "Not she shot, but the bullet was fired from her hand, the shock of the thunderbolt made her feel that the whole world was plunged into endless darkness, fear and panic quickly spread in her heart, as if her whole body was covered with frost, and could not be suppressed trembling.

Sebastian Hunter frowned, she was a Carter family member, how could she be completely free of blood? Even if she didn't have any experience in killing, she shouldn't react so strongly to this kind of scene.

"RExmilHy.W..R.d..s"*

Ice-cold gaze penetrated a hint of chill, damn, how could Ophelia Sterling hire a killer?Sebastian immediately pulled her, and ran wildly towards the other side of the ship.

Sebastian immediately pulled her towards the other side of the boat, running wildly. a large number of assassins were chasing after him, ear-piercing gunshots were coming from the back, bullets were hitting the hull of the boat, making blinding sparks. emily was almost being dragged by him, bullets were constantly passing by her, and a few times, they were almost going to hit her.

He was right, kill or be killed. Emily clutched the gun in her hand, and thought many times about whether to shoot, but ......

TFheJrheU gwverve yt)o&o Tmxany GkiillIeDrZsr,U Sfecbqa!sti.a,nJ zcou(ldS Wb*aXr^eÉl.y 'man'ageé roYn hqiTs wown,u zbuqt* HwiGtzh khpeÉrL inB tolw,z tuhYe Ysitmuayt)ion be.cYaFmjeO gmotre anQdl m*oQrbe dda'nYgÉe.rboHus.

Sebastian pulled her to the rear of the boat, after a little hesitation to hold her, jumped to the surface of the sea.

"Ah ......" Emily's body rose up in the air, couldn't help but scream, and with a loud bang sank to the bottom of the sea, the assassin who came after her swept wildly against the surface of the sea.

Sebastian tightly holding Emily, has been diving to the bottom of the sea, he knows the people on the boat will not easily let them go.

S$uydIdenliyV,I txhMerTe OwaQs( sav sharwp Gpa&iFn i&n fh,iLs Jba.ctk.

He couldn't help but laugh bitterly, his face gradually turned pale, but he couldn't relax at this moment, holding onto Emily tightly, and swimming towards the distance with a strong grip.

Emily is now secretly happy, fortunately she can swim, or else she will die in the sea today.

I don't know how long she swam, she found Sebastian's speed gradually slowed down, she could not hold her breath, and he didn't seem to have the intention to float up, tightly holding her hand gradually loosened, Emily was shocked, could it be that he was hurt?

ShRe Fdbidn't tjhYink tIwSiyce,X piGmamedGiatIeply Sgraab'bedr hhipsY wrist anvd CdXraAggVeKd dhyim& xtUo Ither .surfaOce.. PSdhe didn'Zt dyarGe Ztwo sOudrfarc)e, pbJutv sMhKe pvewe)kXebd woRuBt, and Kf*ound thHat Yt'heMy BwaerIeR aalRr,eaday fasr away. frtomA Uthe sbhiOpX, and$ oDn!ly. sthleFné wdiHdP sh!eU *fÉerezlx drde*l)iNe)ved toG Ypkullc hiÉm, uLpJ.!

My God, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was not a trace of blood on his thin lips.

He had fainted.

"Hey ...... how are you? Are you hurt?" Emily anxiously slapped his face.

"tHeyP J.._.I.F.. yUoUu gwuaykYeQ Mup .aPh, xhNeOy .D...c..f iyvoQu waakqe Xup a'h ..q.N.M.H. doXnv'ytH !diea taNhk..ó.é .a..q "xHzeX FcRa!n'ty &dAiHe,X in tóhmisJ v)abst, orceabn., CifV the diesW,É whFaté sbhKouqlId shTe do?EmillPyB's lheSa(rtv Vwas bpurnidng wUit&h óafn&xi'etyz,X Shat_iMng Jto bantg Maréound oné Ythke Zwcater.

Emily was so anxious that she wanted to crash around on the water. "What a bad luck, what kind of bad luck caused the trouble these days? What kind of bad luck has gotten me into trouble these days? Emily almost cried out.

"Oooh, you've really killed me this time." She slapped him hard on the face, only to have him fall straight into her arms.

Emily's body froze, his face was pressed against her soft breasts, what a horny bastard, even in a coma he didn't let her go. She angrily pushed him away, and his unconscious body immediately sank to the bottom of the sea. emily let out a low curse, and hurriedly hugged him by the waist, pulling him to the surface, only to realize that the clothes on his back were already bright red, and after checking it out clearly, her eyes widened in shock.

He ..Z.K...& RwbasQ sChHotB.P

"You ...... "Emily tears blurred vision, how can this be good? He was shot, but also soaked in the water for so long, is really going to die?

"It's all your fault, why let me on the boat? If you're going to die, I can't go along with you, bad guy, really a bad gangster, I hate you so much." She didn't even know his name, Emily whispered angrily, but didn't let go of him, but continued to swim in an unknown direction.

Emily had always thought of herself as physically fit, but now she didn't dare think that anymore.

SAhge _wasU tiryed, thiirsXtKyW, UaRnd ,esLpecLiallwy KhungVrKy.X _Sh*e DcouIldnj'tt mhbelpx Hb!uÉtw NtJa.k*e a sip of, s)euakw)atferr,r wwQh(icmh mwhaXs AsoX ysJalt,yr and wbUihttpeGrQ, she )wa^sl jeven mforReF thirWsUtyt,c wanpd ahlymosta wadnótAed to cTryé routa ian épailn*.

She looked at the man who was still unconscious, and squeezed out a bitter smile: "You tell me, what should I do now? Have been pulling you, we will drown, but see death and too ruthless." Dad had taught her, do not care about anything, but also can not do ruthless things, Sebastian saved her last night, if not for him, she would have been shot to death.

"Hey ......"

Emily helpless sigh, the experience of these days is like a movie like suspense, they were born into death, how can just abandon him, really can not do.

WhenS ,sUh$eQ Zwasj ghOeDsaitJaKt.iGng, ac fmiswhiynHg gboBattb yapUp'eRafred. No.n_ theH KsecaM hin tWhBeB dqi&sta.ncfe,L KsaciTlkizn&gq yt!o*wardfs tnhre,ir) xdiXrnectwion.

"We're saved, bad boy, we're saved." Emily was so excited that she grabbed his shoulder, grateful for the timely appearance of the fishing boat.

She waved her arms and screamed for help, and the boat quickly approached, and when it saw them floating in the sea, it immediately took them aboard.

Aboard the boat were Mr. and Mrs. Thompson, a warm-hearted middle-aged fisherman couple.

"xHke K..c.L.N.c. hSeb'sp a! fMr_ienZdó fo'f Ymmine,m tmly Onamze'(s éE^mciZlSy CXarmtze!rC, )and he'Hs z...b...y" DvaXmnt,B shVe* ddidnT'ótF eiveRn. kTnGoaw Rhi'sh namieó,O EfmkiXlLyu's* Oeyesk MfZlviLckPed^ Étjo s*eXea the tVh$e Mkeblp( dÉrtyinyg non Ytheó fginshi'nXg boUast',q iantd$ UshamixdU squicékly, i"His hname YiZs FSebatstNiWaWnQ.*"S

One called Mammy, one Sebastian, it was hilarious, but seeing the blood on him, their faces got heavy.

"He's badly injured." Mr. Thompson said with a frown.

"Yeah, we had a pirate encounter at sea, Uncle, do you have a medicine chest here?" Emily asked eagerly.

ThIeu ubucllet Ciznu rhpist boBdyr hDa.d, !to )bxe 'removehd as ts^oon óals poóssniybslGe,D Vo&th!erkwBizsGeW thAe HcJoFnseUq*uTences wourldÉ bée un.tLhihnkabTle._

"We have a first aid kit, first help him inside, change his wet clothes." Mr. Thompson helped her to help Sebastian into the cabin, while Mrs. Thompson quickly rummaged for the medicine kit and clean clothes.

"He's badly hurt, and needs to be seen by a doctor; I'll go and steer the boat ashore." Mr. Thompson left worriedly.

Mrs. Thompson went into the kitchen to help with the hot water.

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Emily changed into Mrs. Thompson's clothes, which were a bit too big and smelled strongly of the sea, but under such circumstances, they could only make do.

She went forward to take Sebastian's top off, I did not expect him to look so evil, his body is completely without fat, firm and elastic, wearing clothes show thin, take off the female look can not help but want to drool. However, his body is covered with scars of all kinds.

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