Action Story Novels & Stories

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit. "Skyler is off the mission!" She said sternly.

I jumped as my phone buzzed in my pocket, waking me from my thoughts. "Alpha we're having trouble on the border. The rouges are attacking. The pack needs orders" My hand tightened around the phone. "Prepare for battle, I'm on my way." I didn't wait for a reply before hanging up. ********************** "This movie makes no sense, how in the world did this gain a fanbase?" Jocelyn laughed, "Not everyone over analyses every moment of each movie they watch." I was about to reply but my phone rang. I listened to the news wordlessly then checked my watch.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Within a minute there was a huge circle made, as if anticipating the upcoming battle. Stood in the centre was Alpha Wicknace, Jimmy and Julien. Jimmy was wielding a huge axe. My eyes flitted to Selene to confirm she was unhurt. Apart from looking pale and cold she was uninjured. Good. Now to focus on killing those who put in this situation.

We walked closer but made sure to stay as far back so these students wouldn't notice our presence. Crossing my arms, I lean against the wall and watch as Ava threw a sick punch to her opponent's face, right when she caught him off guard. He staggers back a little, whilst Ava takes this opprtunity to strike and it's a fucking perfect uppercut to his jaw. The crowd burst into whistles and hollers, all shocked and amazed at my mate's fighting skills. I feel my lips curl up into the widest grin ever, proud the goddess blessed me a warrior for a mate. Hold that thought.

Clark raised his left eyebrow, it was a sign. Chief Deck Volt is a martial artist and also he is master of other combat styles. Chief was an instructor and trainer in the army training camps he used to teach all the important combat knowledge to the new volunteers. For him it's easy to block the flow of energy of any person in a tiny moment. And Clark gave him a hint that this is the right time to do that. Chief with his extraordinary speed slaps on the neck of the driver which made him unconscious. Others, the guards with arm rifles and hand pistols came out for help but it wasn't in use as they were in front of the two legends of the same department.

Pinto asked in his mind worrying that he would end up on a plate with soya sauce on his grilled and juicy body. The battle begins. Alfi and Boss Hen looks so serious hitting their Fighting Stick to win the duel. Bos Hen controls Jin well, meanwhile that Alfi carelessly hits the buttons that Asuka just keeps jumping and punching and kicking carelessly. (Why the hell I made a protagonist with such hyper idiocy like him anyway?) Boss Hen wins the first round. “Oh no! If Boss Hen wins again then....” Herman said in worry. “I”m sure that Alfi will win it,” Kartika said so sure.

“I can lit the lights in my house but no more than that.” “What else you can control? Even slightly?” “Hm. Once I summoned a spark of fire. With enough concentration I can move small objects. I can move droplets of water on glass. Maybe that is it.” “What about physical qualities?” “I can fight different styles, depending on situation, but prefer to avoid it. I’m an assassin, loud fights are not my style. I can use a lot of weapons but prefer daggers and my katana, it is light, easy to carry and use. I’m also a good marksman. How about you?”

She frowned wondering exactly what he was doing here and so now her curiosity increasing she inched a little more towards the door that was left slightly open. "You won this fight, if you keep on winning, you will find yourself getting closer" he was instructing as he gave the shirtless man/fighter a towel. Even from behind Eira couldn't help but admire his broad back and muscles. "Don't worry Mac, I will make sure to win the fights. I am going to get to him, no matter what" Armando said with determination and confidence in his voice. His voice sounded vaguely familiar to Eira but she couldn’t quite place it.