Alter Lancer Novels & Stories

Luke got the worse of it as the sprinkler hit water directly onto his face, making him almost stumble down and hit the ground as he mumbled inaudibly with the water hitting him. But as soon as everyone was composed, they all looked up, they were furious and ready to kill. Sorin wiped the water on his face and combed back his wet hair as he gulped in a breath of air. Eira watched him, as she realised what the water had done. It had made his white shirt transperent, giving her a sinful view of his body. And the water did nothing to reduce his sexiness and it made him 10 times more sexy if that was possible. Almond shaped eyes with water dripping off the long curved eyelashes and the angry look

Alder's POV "I don't like how that trainee talk about my mate that way," Lance said. He was complaining about the way Lica had been talking to his mate, Sheena. Because of that, he wanted me to disqualify her, but I couldn't do that. She was signed in by Alpha Remos, and I didn't want him to think that we were acting high and mighty. "Do we really need for her to wait to do something before we can actually remove her from the program?"

Two Obsidian guards stood at the open doors. Everything was proper. That made the danger sharper. Alaric turned and bowed slightly. “Lady Moonmere.” The title still reached places in her that had been starved of simple recognition. Rhea inclined her head. “Alpha Northwyck.” “Thank you for agreeing to speak with me.” “I agreed because refusing would have allowed too many people to decide what this conversation meant without hearing it.” His eyes warmed with approval. “A practical reason.” “I have developed a fondness for those.”

Watching from the shadows with eyes that burned with malevolent intelligence. The figure was scarred extensively, fur missing in patches where wounds had healed badly. It moved with the fluid grace of someone who’d been trained for violence since birth. Lucien. He must have been waiting for this moment. Waiting for us to exhaust ourselves in battle, for our defenses to be lowered by victory, for the perfect moment of weakness.

This shocks me, as I’ve heard that Lycans aren’t exactly known for their restraint. Zane’s grin falters, just slightly, as Legion shifts back into his human form. He stands in the middle of the pit, breathing heavily, blood staining his hands, but very much alive. His eyes scan the crowd, and when they land on Zane, they narrow. Zane didn’t expect him to shift back. I step closer to Zane, my anger barely contained. “Surprised?” Zane’s mask slips for a second, fear flickering in his eyes, but he quickly recovers, smirking again. “Not at all. Just … impressed.”

Su Ling makes it seem like I am on the same level as Pom Pom… Su Lan: “Su Ling, can you stop looking at me like that?” Su Ling looked at Su Lan and sighed while shaking his head to both sides. Su Lan: “….” Su Ling: “You broke through.” Su Lan: “….???? What broke through?” Su Ling: “You broke through.” To make Su Lan understand Su Ling pulled out her info screen status. Name: Su Lan (Titles: Transmigrated from another world, God's apostle, Neet, Soul Merger, Geek, Medicinal Freak, Sword Genius) Age: 13 years old

Geneva pointed out, and a few of her friends reiterated the same point. While Geneva tried to put up a front, she observed how the warrior packs were shaking their heads. A few were looking at her pitifully. Even Max was shaking his head at her. Still, she just could not accept that Alric mated with Lana that she demanded, “Why don’t you show us your wolf, Alana or Lana? Simply give us the confidence that you truly are our rightful Luna.” Alric just stood there while holding Lana’s hand. He didn’t mind that Lana’s anger was fed, as it was a way for her wolf to come out. So far, during Lana's training, it was observed that Lana shifted faster when she was enraged.

"Don't send Lance for decomposition. Instead, reset his memories. After the reset, transfer him to the South Sea Coral Reef rehabilitation project as a public service merman. He shall never be privately adopted." The technician hesitated. "That… requires modifying the recycling protocol…" "Charge the modification fee to my account." I looked at Lance in the water. "This is your last chance." Lance's eyes widened. "I agree to follow your orders." His voice was soft but firm. He didn't even glance at Vivian. "I choose… to pay for my mistakes." Tears fell again, but this time they didn't turn to pearls. Just ordinary water, blending into the water in the tank.

"Blue Six to Blue Leader. Feet dry, enemy engage. Over" "That's a roger, Blue Six. You are green for target one-niner-four. Do your shit. Over". The Lance flipped right side up, shuddered in response to a near miss, and jerked as two additional flights of ASMs raced toward a preselected target. The sticks continued to pound out their rhythm. Luton forced himself to think, to switch himself away, to "ride" someone else.

She looked just like her mother but with more flesh. Like a switch though, he was back to reality. He could see her mother look at her approvingly. The white haired man could not barely resist the urge to roll his eyes. "Yes dear, I sent for you," the Luna said. She then gestured towards Alaric. "You remember Alaric, don't you?" She wrinkled her nose at his name. "Who is Alaric?" she asked, feigning ignorance of who they were talking about.