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Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-one
The car was hanging precariously over the edge of the bridge, as the river below roared and raged. Jackson and Fernando were trapped inside, their doors locked. Jackson looked at Fernando, he knew he had to make a choice. He had to save him, even if it meant sacrificing himself. He had already lost too much in his life. He couldn't bear to lose Fernando too."Only one of us can make it out the window of the car, and you have to go. Save yourself," Jackson said, as he reached for the broken glass. "No, boss, you go," Fernando said, shaking his head. He was bleeding from a wound on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with pain and fear. "You're the leader of the Blade in Shadows. You have to stop them. You have to find out who Wilson is, and why they're after us.""I can't let anyone else I care about die. Get out of here, Fernando," Jackson said, as he grabbed Fernando's arm. He tried to pull him towards the window, but Fernando resisted. He was too loyal, too stubborn, too brav
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-two
Sophia stood in front of the empty casket, surrounded by the members of the Blade in Shadows, the secret organization that Jackson had led. She felt their eyes on her, some with pity, some with curiosity, some with envy. She knew they were wondering what would be of her, it’s been three weeks since the incident on the bay.She looked at the casket, covered with white flowers. Jackson's body was never found, but there was no doubt that he was gone. She had lost him forever.She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Fernando, He had also been there for Sophia, ever since Jackson fell into the river and Sophia realized she was pregnant after he died. "Are you okay?" he asked softly."I'm fine," she lied. She was far from fine. She was broken."What are you going to do now?" he asked."I'm going back to my family's land," she said. "I'm going to rebuild my family's glory and it’s time to get back to my company. And raise this child." She rubbed her stomach, feeling the tiny l
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-three
Angela ducked behind a table as bullets whizzed past her head. She could hear Carmila's voice over the loudspeaker, taunting her."You should join me in taking over, Angela. I will make this organization great again. Join me and bring order to this chaos. You waste your talent here, I mean Mistress of Blade."Angela clenched her teeth and gripped her katana. She had no intention of joining Carmila, the ruthless general who had betrayed the memory of Jackson, Ever since the burial of Jackson eight months and two weeks ago, the organization had divided into five factions, each loyal to one of the five generals vying for power. Martin, the politician. JD Thomas, the business. Beatrice, the media mogul. Commander Xio Xing, the soldier. And Carmila, the spy.Angela and Fernando had sided with no, Together, they had planned to remain neutral and restore the organization's honor. But Carmila had anticipated their move and ambushed them. Now, Angela was surrounded by Camila's deadly ninja w
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-four
Angela and Carmila faced each other, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. Angela made the first move, launching a swift kick to Carmila's head. Carmila barely dodged, feeling the wind of Angela's foot brushing her hair. She stumbled backward but quickly recovered and retaliated with a spinning kick to Angela's chest. Angela blocked the kick with her arms, absorbing the impact. She saw an opening and lunged forward, aiming a punch at Carmila's face.But Carmila anticipated that move and ducked, then cartwheeled back, landing a leg kick to Angela's abdominal region. Angela gasped, feeling a sharp pain in her stomach. She backed away, clutching her wound. Carmila smirked, sensing her advantage. She taunted Angela, saying, "Is that all you got, Angela? You're losing your edge, mistress of the blade. You should have retired when you had the chance."Angela gritted her teeth, ignoring the pain. She glared at Carmila, saying, "Don't get cocky, Carmila. You haven't won yet. I still have s
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-five
Sophia stared at the window of the private clinic, her belly had grown into a full belly bump as she was now eight months and a few weeks pregnant. She felt a kick from the baby inside her, and she smiled faintly. She wondered what her child would look like, and what kind of life they would have. She hoped they would never have to face the dangers and enemies that she had to deal with.She turned her gaze to her father, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed. He had been in a coma for over eight months, ever since he was shot by one of Madeline's men but the bullet had damaged his brain, and the doctors said there was little chance of him waking up.She felt a surge of anger and sadness, and she clenched her fists. She hated Ella, she had made Sophia a target, and Ella had been sending her generals and henchmen to harass and attack her.Sophia had not given up, though. She had fought back, using her skills and contacts to grow her business and protect her territory. She had a
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-six
Abigail watched as Ella harassed and screamed at her guards, spitting venom and threats. Over the last eight months, Abigail had watched Ella's mental stability deteriorate, both of them were fiery and crazy before but this time around she seemed to be going over the edge. She was more ruthless, more bloodthirsty, more power-hungry.A faction of the Mitch family and Wills family had come to stop her from joining and taking over the two families' empires, but she had killed all of them ruthlessly, their family members, kids, and even friends. Going to the top was what they always wanted, but Abigail suspected that Ella might be losing her mind. She feared for her friend, for what she might do next, for what she might become.Abigail also suspected that the deterioration of Ella's mind was being skyrocketed by the presence of William Portman, that man was evil. Abigail knew she was not a saint, but that man killed just for killing, it was like a show of art for him. He had seduced
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-seven
The room echoed with the sounds of grunts and the clashing of metal against metal as Sophia and Angela sparred. Sweat glistened on their foreheads, mingling with the determination that fueled their movements. "Fuck," Sophia cussed as she narrowly dodged Angela's strike, her breath coming in short gasps.Sophia grunted as she blocked Angela's punch with her forearm. She felt a surge of pain in her lower back and winced. She knew she was pushing herself too hard, but she didn't care. She had to be ready for the conclave. She was also the target of Ella, the crazy bitch that wanted to eliminate her and her unborn child."Easy yourself," Angela said, lowering her guard. She was Sophia's best friend and bodyguard, a former soldier who had joined the Black Rose after saving Sophia's life. She was also one of the few people who knew about Sophia's pregnancy. "You're almost nine months pregnant, I can't exactly fight with you like it's life or death.""Stop taking it easy on me," Sophia s
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Eighty-eight
Two days had passed.Abigail Palms woke up, she had moved into the grand mansion with Ella, whom they had acquired after Ella took control of the city. The place was magnificent, with its sprawling gardens and opulent interiors. However, Abigail was beginning to question her decision as she was abruptly woken up from a deep slumber by the raucous noise and shenanigans emanating from one of Ella and William's infamous parties and orgies.Rubbing her eyes groggily, Abigail stumbled out of bed and made her way downstairs, desperately in need of a cup of water to quench her parched throat. The noise from the party seemed to reverberate through the walls, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She hoped that a refreshing drink would help clear her mind.As she entered the kitchen, Abigail was greeted by the sight of William standing there shirtless. His chiseled physique and tousled hair made him look even more alluring, like evil, his allure was compelling yet dangerous, and an
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The sun cast its golden rays over the picturesque scene, bathing Jackson's newly rebuilt house in a warm, radiant glow. It was a day of celebration, of love, and of new beginnings as Fernando and Angela stood before their friends and loved ones, ready to exchange their vows and embark on a journey of matrimony.As the ceremony commenced, Sophia stood by Angela's side as her maid of honor, radiant in her gown adorned with delicate lace and pearls. Jackson, resplendent in his tailored suit, stood proudly beside Fernando as his best man, a steadfast pillar of support for his dear friend.The wedding was a sight to behold, with lush floral arrangements adorning every corner and white satin ribbons fluttering in the gentle breeze. Elizabeth, Charles, Benedict, Stanley Marc, and along with other members of the Blade in Shadows, gathered to witness the union of two souls bound by love and commitment.The ceremony unfolded with grace and elegance, as Angela and Fernando exchanged their hea
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As news of the victory in the tunnels spread, a wave of relief washed over the country. The citizens, once plagued by fear and uncertainty, began to emerge from the shadows, emboldened by the knowledge that justice had been served. With the help of the Blade in Shadows forces, the rebel men were pushed back, and their reign of terror was finally brought to an end.In the days that followed, a sense of peace and order began to return to the country. The streets, once filled with the sounds of gunfire and chaos, now echoed with the laughter of children playing and the chatter of neighbors helping one another rebuild their lives.Meanwhile, the captured members of the old king's and William's men were swiftly brought to justice. In a court of law, they were tried for their crimes against humanity, their atrocities laid bare for all to see. The verdict was swift and decisive – they were to be held accountable for their actions.For William, the punishment was severe. He was sentenced
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Angela and Jackson walked into the tunnels, they heard a muffle of noise from some group of people and then they squared up ready to fight, The men came into view with blades, and with them was the old king, "traitor" Angela snared to the old king, "I got him" Jackson says to Angela referring to the old king, Angela moved to face off the other men while Jackson and the old king drew out their sword ready.Jackson and the old king circled each other, their swords gleaming in the dim light of the castle's great hall. The old king's eyes were sharp and calculating, while Jackson's were filled with determination and a hint of fear.The old king sneered at Jackson, his eyes filled with malice. "You think you can defeat me, boy? I have been fighting for longer than you have been alive."Jackson tightened his grip on his sword, determination burning in his eyes. "I may be young, but you taught me all your moves, your techniques are useless to me."With a roar, the old king lunged at Jacks
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Chapter hundred Sixty- seven
Charles made his way through the tunnels. His senses were heightened, every nerve on edge as he sought out his target, William, the man responsible for so much pain and suffering. His brother.As he rounded a corner, his heart leaped into his throat as he caught sight of a figure in his peripheral vision. Before he could react, the glint of metal caught his eye, and he instinctively dove to the ground, narrowly avoiding the spray of bullets that erupted from the gun in William's hands."Hahahaha!" William's laughter echoed through the tunnels, laughing maniacally like a Disney villain. The air was thick with tension as Charles assessed his surroundings, his mind racing with adrenaline-fueled urgency.With quick thinking, Charles rolled behind a stack of crates, his heart pounding in his chest as he sought refuge from the hail of bullets that rained down upon him. The sound of gunfire filled the air.As he caught his breath, Charles assessed his options, his mind racing with strateg
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Chapter hundred Sixty- six
"You torture and beat me all you want, but you crossed the line when you laid your hands on Angela, and for that, you will pay with your life," Fernando declared, his voice ringing with conviction as he met Richardo's gaze with fury.Ricardo's laughter echoed through the cavernous space, "Come on then, let's get started," he taunted, his eyes gleaming with malice as he squared off against his brother.With a primal roar, Fernando launched himself at Richardo, his fists flying with lightning speed as he unleashed a barrage of blows upon his adversary. Richardo staggered backward under the force of the onslaught, his jaw throbbing with pain as he struggled to regain his footing.In a swift counterattack, Richardo retaliated with a powerful kick to Fernando's chest, the impact sending him reeling backward. But Fernando refused to back down, his fury a motivation as he squared his shoulders and prepared to face his opponent head-on.As the two brothers clashed with ferocious intensity,
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Chapter hundred Sixty- five
As Charles and Jackson arrived at the vantage point overlooking the entrance to the tunnels, a sense of anticipation hung heavy in the air. Jackson surveyed the scene before him, his gaze sweeping over the elite squad members who stood at the ready, their expressions set in determination."It's all done, boss," one of the squad members reported, their voice filled with confidence. "We've laid bombs on all access points. When we detonate, only this entrance will remain open."Jackson nodded in approval, a sense of urgency coursing through his veins as he prepared to lead his team into battle. "Alright, fire it up," he commanded, his voice ringing with authority.With a deafening roar, the explosives were set off, sending shockwaves rippling through the earth as the other access points came crashing down. The ground trembled beneath their feet as dust and debris filled the air, obscuring their vision.As the chaos subsided, William and the old king's men emerged from the wreckage,
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Chapter hundred Sixty- four
The plan was set in motion, Jackson communicated with close trusted members, an elite squad of the blade in shadows about his plan to invade the tunnels, The plan was simple--block another access point where they might escape and invade from only one vantage point, Then barricade them at a corner preventing them from escaping from the one access point, the old king was to be taken alive, William should be shoot if he resisted.As the plan to infiltrate the tunnels beneath the city was set into motion, Jackson found himself torn between duty and familial ties. He had communicated the intricacies of the plan to his trusted members of the Blade in Shadows, each detail carefully crafted to maximize their chances of success. But as he stood in his home, preparing to depart for what could be his final mission, saying goodbyes to Sophia and his daughter when he found himself faced with an unexpected visitor: his father, Charles."Sophia told me you're on your way to end this," Charles re
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Chapter hundred Sixty- three
Jackson's footsteps echoed through the corridors of his home, the weight of the world heavy on his shoulders. Sophia watched from the doorway, her heart clenching at the worry etched on his face as he made his way inside. She could see the tension in his every movement, the burden of leadership weighing him down like a heavy cloak."What's wrong, babe?" Sophia asked, her voice soft with concern as Jackson nodded to the bodyguards and other staff milling about."Fernando and Angela have been taken by Richardo and William," Jackson replied, his voice strained with worry. "I can't find them. I'm failing to bring peace to this country. Everyone is looking to me for guidance, and I don't know what to do. The man I trusted more than life itself is a raging lunatic, and now... now my closest friends have been taken."Sophia's heart ached at Jackson's words, her fears mirrored in his troubled expression. She moved closer to him, her hand reaching out to gently brush away the tears that thr
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Chapter hundred Sixty- two
Jackson shook his head in disbelief at the old king's words, his resolve hardening with each passing moment. "You may have once been my hero," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "But now, you're nothing but a shadow of your former self. And I will do everything in my power to stop you, to bring you to justice for the crimes you have committed. You have killed countless people, left many more homeless, children dying on the street," Jackson accused, his voice trembling with emotion. "We took an oath as Shadow members to protect the people of this country. But you have broken that oath. You are a disgrace to everything the organization stands for. Why did you even put me as your next successor if you wanted to destroy the oath you made to it?"The old king's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable as he listened to Jackson's impassioned words. But there was a flicker of something in his eyes - a hint of remorse, perhaps, or maybe just a glimmer of resignation."Willi
