Air Trigger Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

Not knowing what to do, he hugged her shaky frame. 'Shh!Shh! I am here, I am here.' And somehow her shaking stopped. It was a night of realisation for the beast, a night to completely change the Game Of Destiny. ***** *****

The slight sway in his stance caught, locked into place by a sudden, freezing shock. "You were never an accident, Elias," the old man purred, setting his scotch glass down on the edge of a sleek steel terminal. "Arthur needed a tether for Aria. Someone with an unbreakable moral compass, someone broken enough to be fiercely loyal, yet noble enough to keep her human until the day Blackbriar Phase Two required activation. You aren't her partner by chance. You are her kill-switch." "Shut up!" I screamed, the sound tearing out of my throat. My crosshairs slammed back into his chest. "You're playing games because you know you've lost! The Board is gone!"

“But trust me and press the button.” Intrigued, I placed my trust in her and began to undress, removing my clothes from the wardrobe. Finally, my fingers brushed against the smooth surface of the white button. As I pressed it, a low hum filled the air, and the wardrobe split apart, revealing a breathtaking sight before me.

She muttered as she aligned the criss cross mark of her sniper scope to the head of the terrorist with the gun. She held her breadth and pulled the trigger at the same time when he raised his rifle to shoot the third captive. The gun fell from his hand first before the man followed. There was panic amongst the other two who looked around in confusion. One of the men made a dash to the fallen weapon of his comrade but she followed him swiftly, the criss cross mark of her sniper moving behind her new target till her focus point was centered on his chest, then she pulled the trigger. A second later, the man was flying backwards in the air before landing on the floor motionless.

I could feel her breath on my face, her dark hair pooling around her face, her mouth slightly open. Damn. She looked so peaceful. I shut my eyes, taking in deep breaths while my dick twitched against her palm. “Destiny,” I said in a strained voice. “Destiny, wake up.” She mumbled something and shifted closer to me, her scent tickling my nose. I didn’t think it was possible, but my dick got harder. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. “Destiny,” I said louder this time when I opened my eyes. “Wake the fuck up!”

I was just caught unawares. Celeste started providing security to the wealthy packs. I learned of this when I visited Alpha Adolf of the Oregon Wolf Howlers Pack and tried to enter his territory. Once I and my Beta entered the boundary of the pack's territory, we were thrown into the air as thousands of silver daggers stabbed us as we fell slowly back to earth. One of the daggers had stabbed my right eye. The silver burned through my eye and when I pulled out the dagger, the fluid from my eyeball gushed out. Now, I wear a patch over my right eye and live with horrible scars on my face and body, a constant reminder of Celeste.