Alter Lancer Novels & Stories

Kedrick grinned. With that, the door to Kitt's capsule slid shut and Lucas' crane lowered him down into his mech. The Wedge was ready. Lucas nodded. "Right. Your turn, Alyx." Alyx flashed me a grin as she slid into a capsule of her own, taking a moment to pull back her shortened hair to insert an IRON chip into the slot at the nape of her neck. The door slid closed, and seconds later Alyx was being lowered into her latest choice of mech-a grey Valkyrie, loaded down with twin railguns and her signature howitzer.

“Damn, bro, you bagged the beauty already? That was fast.” Alaric gave him a sidelong glance. “Fast? Ten years, three months, and twenty-five days. You call that fast?” He turned and walked away, leaving Gio blinking in surprise. “No, wait—Brother, something’s going on here!” From the shadows, Lance watched quietly, his expression unreadable. “Ten years, huh…” he murmured to himself. His lips curled into a bitter smile. “That’s a few years longer than mine. I guess I didn’t lose unfairly after all.”

Just like Eris’ dual-seater heavy fighter, these cores were able to point their weapons in absolutely any direction. — Lævateinn Pilot: Freya Core: Raijin Concepts “Oni” Core v1.3 [X] Class: Variable Superiority Fighter Loadout - Raijin Concepts “Shatterpulse” Mortar [X] - Terra Nach Mar “Executor” LR200 Sniper Cannon [A] - Primal Machinations “Flametongue” Heavy Plasma Lance [A] – Carnwennan Pilot: Lucifer Core: Raijin Concepts “Oni” Core v1.3 [X]

“No one here wants me around, it's no different from my old pack, need I be Luna if the pack hates me?” I looked up at him, teary eyed. “Just let me go, please.” His face softened slowly, perhaps the sight of seeing me cry moved something in him, I couldn't tell. Or perhaps it was just his wolf reacting to the pain of its mate. “There'll be a Luna test soon, it's a series of physical and cognitive examinations to certify that you're Luna material.” He explained, looking everywhere but at me, “You have then to change their minds.”

When I had my scar and I told him that I was hideous and didn't want to show my face. He didn't argue, rather he came home the next day, with a mask, and every year, he would get me a new mask, one that fit my changing features. So who cares about him being a bad person, Dante is far from that, if anyone deserves to be the Lycan king, he should be the one and I will make that possible, very soon. I didn't bother to know why Roman was getting dethroned, it only made it easier for me, I can face Xylah, Bryce and Kai.

And sure enough, when he saw that Walter had just entered the house with Merry, Lance swung his legs faster to catch up with them. "It's Albert, isn't it?" Lance joked as soon as his feet stepped in. Walter and Merry, hearing the young man's voice, turned back. "Lance?" Walter turned around with a furrowed brow. "That wolf isn't Rouge. It's Albert,'" Lance repeated as he stopped walking before the two most respected people in Freemega. His eyes searched their faces, demanding an explanation. It didn't intimidate Merry or Walter. Walter turned to Merry, and they seemed to agree. He then walked past Lance and closed the door behind the young man.

“What did he do to you?’ I shook my head, feeling dizzy, unable to say a word. His aura turned dark. His jaw tightened and so did his grip on me. The door opened and the seer stepped out. “What did you do to her?” “I only followed the right procedure. Forgive me if I had hurt you, Luna” “Did you find out who the witch is?” Lukas asked. The seer's gaze lingered on me for a few seconds. I tensed up. “No. Alpha Lukas. I checked all of them and none of them is one. It seems my vision was wrong” he bowed deeply in apology. “So it was a false alarm? I ought to put you in jail for this, but I'll forgive you just this once”

ability, healing them at a rate of 200 HP per second. [Undying Commander- Epic Rank] [Aura Type] As I studied the details of this skill, it became clear that Lance's strengths were now firmly rooted in his ability to lead and inspire his troops, rather than in individual accomplishments. "His skills are more centred toward commanding an army, and not meant for individual heroics," I mused, a sense of recognition dawning upon me. Indeed, the young man I had once known seemed to have undergone a profound transformation. The haughty, self-assured demeanour I had witnessed had given way to a more focused, disciplined approach – one that prioritized the collective power of his forces over persona

Their yells of protest were nothing compared to the howls of angered warriors on my tail. “Stop running, you bitch!” The voice of Leonard bounced against the walls, and they almost caught up to me when I burst into the Alpha's office and shifted into my human form. “I need to talk to the both of you.”

Rory holds his nerve, he has the makings of a strong alpha. “She is my mate…” “Yet unmarked. I apologise my King, but Aida belongs to my pack.” Lance’s eyes go beyond red, they start to take on an unworldly black. “That will soon change…Aida get in the car!” He commands of me. “I need to remain with the Mulder convoy…” “GET…IN…THE…CAR!” He roars at me like a demon from hell itself. I can feel his strong aura being released on to me. Yet I can fight it, like I could Ricardo’s