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RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 35
The patron had to contain his anger and stormed out of the Zlate villa. All his efforts to get lady Erica to show him to where Saint was turned futile. But he didn't want to give up yet, for the sake of Jake's life—he couldn't give up. "I'm going to find Saint and make sure I bring him to you, Jake, no matter what it cost!" The patron vowed to himself and started his car. He wanted to go back to the hospital to meet doctor Vincent but then he remembered that he had said there was no way he could contact Saint and that only angered the patron the more. "How come I'm just hearing of Saint for the first time?" He asked himself as he started the engine of the car. His car was already in motion, driving far away from the Zlate villa but he was unsure of where he was heading to. He needed to find Saint before the day was over, but he didn't even know what he looked like, or where he was. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he partly concentrated on his driving, thinking of where next to
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 36
The night air was crisp and cool as Saint walked along the quiet streets, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat. The city lights flickered in the distance, but he wasn’t paying attention to them. His mind was elsewhere, replaying everything that had happened in the past few days. Victoria. Paige. The ambush. His jaw clenched as he exhaled sharply, shaking his head. The thoughts of him destroying the kin clan and what his uncle had warned him concerning it kept flowing back into his head. Before he could entertain the thought any further, his senses suddenly sharpened. Something was off. He halted mid-step, his ears picking up the slightest shuffle of movement behind him. Too late. A thick cloth was shoved over his face. The strong scent of chemicals invaded his nostrils as he struggled against the men holding him down. He lashed out, elbowing one in the ribs, but there were too many of them. Their grips were ironclad, dragging him backward into a van before he c
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 37
By the time Saint awoke from his deep slumber, the whole room was lit up by sunlight which meant, it was already the next morning. Saint could properly see the room that he was in. It had seemed as though he had been kept in a basement the night he had been brought here, but seeing it clearly for the first time, he realised that he was being kept in a proper room that either belonged to sir Rawlings or someone else. The room was in a hot mess but surprisingly, there was laundry neatly folded and kept on the bed. Saint struggled to get up to his feet but realised that he could not move his limbs. Much to his amazement, neither his legs nor hands were bound, yet he could not even raise a finger—only turning his head from side to side in agony. Laying helplessly on the floor sent frustration gushing through Saint. He clenched his jaw and struggled still to get up from the floor but all his efforts were futile. He could not grasp the reason he felt so weak and why his bones ached al
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 38
"I think I've found it!" Victoria exclaimed, holding up a miniature bottle that contained a green fluid. "It has got to be the antidote!" Victoria reckoned, holding out the bottle in front of her and staring at it intently. "Are...you sure that it is?" Saint asked with a glint of hope in his eyes Victoria didn't respond to him immediately. The look of elation on her face suddenly disappeared. "What if it's not?" She blurted out. "Give the bottle to me, Victoria." Saint demanded. "Hold on, I've got make sure that it's the antidote. What if this is just another poison?" She asked, unsure of what to think. "Just hand it to me, there's no time to think about what's not!" He said urgently. Victoria's hands had begun to tremble as she held onto the bottle, refusing to give it up. "Listen to me and give me that bottle....at least let me have a close look at it." Saint said to her in hopes that she would hand the bottle to him but she did not. "Victoria... please, time is running ou
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 1
"One hundred million dollars.” Eyes were shooting off from their sockets with lightning explosions.With that, no family would even come close to us in ranking!" The exclamations from Zlate Kevin filled the hall, sending waves through the rectangular table that they sat on.The words caused ripples like goosebumps running through the hall gathering of the Zlate family business group, sending cheers and delightful laughters rolling through the hall as everyone raised their glasses to a toast."Cheers to the glorious comeback of the Zlates family!" Lady Erica, the Patron of the family raised her glass with a face scattered with smiles."Cheers!" The clicking of glasses filled the cheering halls as everyone celebrated."Mother! I want the east chain company when it's rebuilt. My contribution to the family's name cannot be overlooked!" Sage, second son of the family, sounded with a bow."Why would you get the east chain when it's the best? Are you posing that you have contributed more tha
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 2
Multiple laughter burst right through the air. Kevin didn't even realize when tears started streaming down from his face as he rolled over with his hands over his stomach..."Poor and delusional! Two epic traits that you barely find in people these days!" He laughed harder."Does it look like this is some sort of joke to you Stinky Saint!" Lady Erica added, sending another ripple of laughter running off through the hall.Despite their humiliating laughter, Saint kept the calm with his hands slightly clenched.He had been made to constantly go through their humiliation and he could not pick out a day that had gone by without itBut looking at Victoria, slammed helplessly to her seat was a sting to his heart."Even a dog would come out as the winner in a competition with you Saint. Don't ever think that you can have one with me!" Sparrow's face was laced with disdain."Or maybe we should do as he says!" Lady Erica's words forced the hall into a sudden silence once again.They could not
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 3
The Dragon Clan used to rule the world under its powerful heir, Saint Dragons, the strongest leaders the clan has known.Saint was known as the strongest leader that the clan has ever had, making it grow beyond anything that anyone could ever imagine.However, seven years ago, at the apex of the power of the Dragon Clan, the mighty heir seemed to have gone missing.No one could point out his whereabouts, no matter how hard they searched for him. That was because he was supposed to be dead.The Seven Clan, the most powerful family group in the country council, were afraid that the Dragon clan was going to be the end of them. So they decided to end the power house that the clan had known to have down history.Their mighty heir, Saint but somehow, he survived, however, without his memories or the truth of the power that he possessed.It was always said that once a person loses their memories, they would also lose the power that they possess except at the moment of their reawakening or de
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 4
Gerald was Saint's most trusted subordinate when he was still the head. He knew better than anyone that Saint could think of, always by his side.But there he knelt, his face all scattered all over his place. The torture was way beyond his body, digging deep into his bones.And the mastermind behind this torture was someone that Saint had never seen before.His heart raced faster pounding in his ears. 'What would have happened during these years that I was gone!' Thought Saint, announcing his presence with the stamping off his foot, that sent a shockwave suddenly rolling off through the hall.Everyone's attention turned towards him, and the guards with the baton hitting their palms shot blazing stares at him.The men wanted to come after him, but the leader sitting on the first house seat stopped them, raising his hands and stepping forward.The long scar that ran across his face gave him a scary look when he smiled."And who dares to walk into their own death trap!" Enquired the man
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"I think I've found it!" Victoria exclaimed, holding up a miniature bottle that contained a green fluid. "It has got to be the antidote!" Victoria reckoned, holding out the bottle in front of her and staring at it intently. "Are...you sure that it is?" Saint asked with a glint of hope in his eyes Victoria didn't respond to him immediately. The look of elation on her face suddenly disappeared. "What if it's not?" She blurted out. "Give the bottle to me, Victoria." Saint demanded. "Hold on, I've got make sure that it's the antidote. What if this is just another poison?" She asked, unsure of what to think. "Just hand it to me, there's no time to think about what's not!" He said urgently. Victoria's hands had begun to tremble as she held onto the bottle, refusing to give it up. "Listen to me and give me that bottle....at least let me have a close look at it." Saint said to her in hopes that she would hand the bottle to him but she did not. "Victoria... please, time is running ou
chapter 37
By the time Saint awoke from his deep slumber, the whole room was lit up by sunlight which meant, it was already the next morning. Saint could properly see the room that he was in. It had seemed as though he had been kept in a basement the night he had been brought here, but seeing it clearly for the first time, he realised that he was being kept in a proper room that either belonged to sir Rawlings or someone else. The room was in a hot mess but surprisingly, there was laundry neatly folded and kept on the bed. Saint struggled to get up to his feet but realised that he could not move his limbs. Much to his amazement, neither his legs nor hands were bound, yet he could not even raise a finger—only turning his head from side to side in agony. Laying helplessly on the floor sent frustration gushing through Saint. He clenched his jaw and struggled still to get up from the floor but all his efforts were futile. He could not grasp the reason he felt so weak and why his bones ached al
chapter 36
The night air was crisp and cool as Saint walked along the quiet streets, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat. The city lights flickered in the distance, but he wasn’t paying attention to them. His mind was elsewhere, replaying everything that had happened in the past few days. Victoria. Paige. The ambush. His jaw clenched as he exhaled sharply, shaking his head. The thoughts of him destroying the kin clan and what his uncle had warned him concerning it kept flowing back into his head. Before he could entertain the thought any further, his senses suddenly sharpened. Something was off. He halted mid-step, his ears picking up the slightest shuffle of movement behind him. Too late. A thick cloth was shoved over his face. The strong scent of chemicals invaded his nostrils as he struggled against the men holding him down. He lashed out, elbowing one in the ribs, but there were too many of them. Their grips were ironclad, dragging him backward into a van before he c
chapter 35
The patron had to contain his anger and stormed out of the Zlate villa. All his efforts to get lady Erica to show him to where Saint was turned futile. But he didn't want to give up yet, for the sake of Jake's life—he couldn't give up. "I'm going to find Saint and make sure I bring him to you, Jake, no matter what it cost!" The patron vowed to himself and started his car. He wanted to go back to the hospital to meet doctor Vincent but then he remembered that he had said there was no way he could contact Saint and that only angered the patron the more. "How come I'm just hearing of Saint for the first time?" He asked himself as he started the engine of the car. His car was already in motion, driving far away from the Zlate villa but he was unsure of where he was heading to. He needed to find Saint before the day was over, but he didn't even know what he looked like, or where he was. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he partly concentrated on his driving, thinking of where next to
chapter 34
The patron didn't know if he should give into his desire to laugh or reprimand the doctor for trying to evoke a jocular atmosphere in a situation like this. But the tone and the look on the doctor's face kept him back from doing either. "What do you mean by getting Saint to come heal Jack?!" The patron frowned at him, hoping he would cease if indeed he was trying to stir up a joke. "I saw Jack at Saint's wedding when I went to present my gifts to them. Jack must definitely know who Saint is." Doctor Vincent replied. The patron was even more confused, "who is this Saint you keep speaking of?" The patron asked. "You do not know who he is?" Doctor Vincent sounded surprised, "he is the only one who can save Jack at this point. And I have to be honest with you on that." He confessed. The patron then shifted to the edge of his seat. "I have no idea who he is, please tell me more about him." The patron urged. "Well, few weeks back, Saint came Into this hospital to heal not just one bu
Chapter 33
The constant beeping of the monitor filled the silence in the ward. Jack Sparrow looked pale while his eyes were closed in coma. Fortunately, he had survived the attack inflicted on him by one of the men involved in Victoria's kidnap. His house helps had fled the house, leaving Jack to die from the injury inflicted on him. His head was wrapped with fresh bandages but by there was still a sight of blood on the side of the bandage. Victoria was nowhere to be found in the ward and the only people surrounding him were the nurse attending to him and checking his heart rate and to see if he was still breathing right. The patron of his family and Doctor Vincent were hovering above the bed where Jack laid. "Are you sure that he is going to be fine, doctor?" The patron asked with great fear, placing both hands across his chest. Doctor Vincent let out a loud sigh before he went on to say; "I can't assure you about that, sir but let's just hope that he responds to the medications being ad
chapter 32
Saint's breathing came out in a ragged state as he looked over the remains of what used to be the kin clan. He had destroyed everything in sight, and not even a single soul was spared. He managed to manoeuvre his way past the dead bodies scattered everywhere across the floors. He looked down onto his own body and noticed the blood stains all over his clothes—not a single drop of blood had spilled from him but rather the blood stains were from all the people he had slaughtered. Knowing that he needed to wash the blood stains off of him before he retired back to his clan so he wouldn't give his uncle another heart attack, he made his way back Into the building, hoping to find any place that he could wash the blood from him. The cloak of darkness still surrounding the whole place prevented him from finding his way to any bathroom outlet and there wasn't any room in sight, just a vast space filled with bodies of the people he had killed. He let out a loud sigh knowing that he would
chapter 31
The entire house was as silent as a graveyard by the time Victoria made it back. Not a single sound could be heard—the usual sound of the TV blaring was absent; As Jack never missed his nightly shows, not even for the world. But tonight was different from the rest. The house was equally as dark and Victoria had a hard time finding the switches so she could turn the lights on. "Jack?" Victoria called out, wiping the perspiration from her face, "Where the hell are you, Jack?" She called out again, but the only response she got was her voice echoing off the walls and bouncing back to her. It felt like the house was empty, there was not a sign of a soul in the house—all the house workers, including the security guard that was meant to be stationed at the gate had suddenly disappeared. Victoria marched up the stairs to be sure of what was happening. Had those men all taken everyone in the house out? It was possible that they would have, if they wanted to keep anyone back from coming af
Chapter 30
In the darkness of the night, Victoria could still see the men grimacing in pain as they all tried to get back up on their feet. She struggled to get over the shock of having Saint walk away from her without bothering to ask her to come with him. She didn't know if to follow Saint or go back to Jack Sparrow; but the logical answer would be to go back to Jack's house and remain with him. There was no need to trying to patch things that was impossible to mend. "That bloody bastard!" Victoria emotions suddenly got the better of her, "he couldn't even lift a finger to save me!" She yelled out into the night, not caring who had heard her. "Why....why did I agree to divorce Saint and get married to a useless man like Jack Sparrow....that bloody idiot!""Oh gosh....I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid for letting Saint off just like that!" Victoria continued berating herself and tugging her hair in frustration. She sniffed back in the tears that threatened to cascade down her cheeks. She could
