Alone On An Island With Seven Gorgeous Women

Chapter 7 Hyena's Attack

Word Count: 623 | Released on: 31/03/2022

to light the bonfire firs

and stand at the entrance of the ca

courage. She also picked up a burnin

t she still plucked up the courage to stand

med with a torch and my dagger. Rosie

the fire made it hard to

land, even the powerful lion would not provoke hyena

churned w

army, but then I was not afraid

heless, I had to fight with all I had, or I

wildly and char

g nose and razor-sharp te

wrong. This was no

a. One of my comrades-in-arms had shot it and I

re ferocious appearance. Its teeth appeared stronger and had a thick layer of enamel. Its

e was that it was much lar

ike a little calf wa

large as a

it with the burning stick.

ly shattered agains

ound. It was fearful of the fla

e a breath, another hug

ken by s

, who hit it on the

back of the hyena with my knees an

ck neck bone, and I hoped that some

r-scented blood poured from the wound. The groun

ena tried to

It could take my whole

tick and the other hyen

belly, sunk my dagger into

but I kept stabbing until

fraid of the fire and didn't

righten them. They immediately

killed. Their blood splashed at the entrance of t

shouted as loud as I coul

wor

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“My best comrade-in-arms died in that nightmare of a battle, and I was discharged from the army. I summoned up the courage to call my girlfriend and tell her of my retirement, but she had even bigger news for me. She was marrying my close friend. I had lost my comrade, my girlfriend, and my friend. I could barely move my limbs and get on the plane that would carry me and the urn that contained the ashes of my comrade. To make matters worse, the woman sitting next to me on the plane started berating me. I was drowning in helplessness and anger. Why did fate keep playing these cruel jokes on me? The plane started to act strangely and then broke down. We went spiraling and crashed into the sea. Seven women and I were the only survivors, and we managed to reach a nearby desert island. These were my companions on this isolated island. Eliza, an attractive Hollywood actress. Rosie, a spunky young lady from a wealthy family. Karin, a mature and elegant married woman. Tracey, a mellow stewardess. Hazel, a wise translator. Anya, a cold and distant intern. And Stella, a righteous and brave policewoman. Some might be driven to despair on this wild and unforgiving island, but I found new strength, responsibility, and bravery within myself. I swore that I, Marlon Becker, would ensure the survival of these beautiful ladies.”