Anakin Slaughters Younglings Novels & Stories

Sylvan mutters with amusement as his eyes turn black. Kylo rushes forward, his body poised with determination. One arm extends in front of him while the other rests by his face, a fierce expression etched onto his lips. “Mine…!!” Zion howls, ripping the tranquilizer from his neck. With a sudden burst of energy, Zion springs to his feet, propelling himself forward. Using Sylvans' back as a platform, he swiftly seizes a sword from Sylvans' hand and leaps into the air, brandishing the weapon triumphantly above his head. With a rapid and powerful swing of his sword, Zion swiftly removes Kylo's head. He then lands gracefully in a crouching position, just a couple of feet away from me. His stance

weak-ass slasher muttered. Severed limbs from the passengers and crew we had slaughtered littered the grass; some were still dripping blood. The twins, overjoyed, hopped around the body parts as if performing some ancient dance ritual. I stepped cautiously toward our controller and lowered my voice. “Hey, it’s unnecessary for them to make an army to kill the remaining subjects. I can just—” “Enough with that. You always insist on handling things alone. Why don’t you rely on us more? You’re not the only Young Blood here. You need to get along with Joseph soon.”

They knew they were in trouble, and they were willing to take the punishment. It's so amazing and baffled that immediately Ashton gave birth to Anakin after the great war, Ara anf Ricky also followed suit with their sons, making the three kids best friends.

He must’ve thought I used hundreds of soldiers, when in reality, it was just Killian and I. “A-Attack!” He exclaimed. The rest of his men began to charge towards us. I grabbed one of them by his head and slammed him into the ground. Lucas had started to walk back. He began to walk back gently while my men and I battled. Luke buried his claws into the belly of the new alpha’s men and he died instantly. It took us only five seconds to make eight corps out of eight living soldiers. Lucas was about to run when I appeared behind him. When he turned around he got startled and fell on the floor.

He tossed the note aside and held the vial up to the light. “You know,” he mused, “this is almost insulting. All this effort for something so... ordinary. Let’s just end this nonsense.” He raised the vial, preparing to crush it in his hand. “Stop!” Luke shouted, his voice raw with desperation. Akin paused, lowering the vial slightly as he studied Luke. A slow smile spread across his face. “You want it?” he asked, his tone mocking. “Fine. You can have it.” Before anyone could react, Akin dashed forward with inhuman speed, grabbing Luke by the arm and plunging the serum into his neck. Luke cried out in pain, collapsing to his knees as the serum coursed through his veins.

Was this dagger mine? “Mom? Mom?” I shook Mom’s body, but she was already dead by that time. I gasped in horror and couldn’t understand what I should do next? Before Leia could answer me, the door of the room was slammed loudly, and a lot of pack warriors stormed in, and few of them even entered the washroom. “Aleena!! Surrender yourself, or we will shoot you.”, Noah, the beta, growled. What the hell! My own pack members were standing in front of me, pointing guns loaded with silver bullets and wolfbane.

Master Han Junior said indifferently, “What you want to see is your freedom, but no matter what you say, I won't help your son! Please go!” Andrew Young's eyes became cold and sharp, and he said, "It seems that the Young family, I didn't leave Westcoast Town!" However, while looking at Master Han Junior, he asked, “Master Han Junior, have you ever thought about the consequences of offending the Young family?” "Consequence? What are the consequences?" Master Han Junior sneered as he said, “Could it be that the Young family is still planning to kill Han Junior?” Andrew Young's killing intent was in his eyes. At this moment, he really can't wait to kill. But he also knew very well that facing M

It might only endanger themselves. Indeed, without the ninja's distraction, Alexander once more bore down on Kylo. "Help me, please!" Kylo's confidence waned in the one-on-one combat, his pleas trembling. Alexander's onslaught persisted, each strike a lethal move. In mere moments, Kylo fell under his blade. With that, two of the three Island Lords met their demise. "Come on. Aren't there still two and a half of you left?" taunted Alexander. The events unfolded too swiftly for some present to fully grasp. Moments ago, it was a scuffle involving four semi-Empyreans, but casualties mounted in the blink of an eye.

Jenkins restrained his energy pressure and asked coldly. Quentin knelt on the floor and said tremblingly, “T-The other party is an unknown junior. I heard that the other party killed Third Young Master Ronan because of a conflict. At that time, Ronan had already mentioned the Singer family and begged him for mercy, but the other party seemed to have no intention of letting Ronan go. He directly killed him.”

His wide eyes dropped to his hands, still clawed and dripping with blood. ‘I didn’t tell you to shift!’ he screamed in his head, but the voice inside growled back. He quickly shifted his hands back to normal. Baltae and Paikon lay on the ground, clutching their severed arms, their faces twisted in pain. The air stank of blood and burnt flesh. “What is happening here?!” Master Raehbar’s booming voice broke the silence. The other younglings scattered, rushing back to their training. The bald master cursed as he came closer, his jaw tightening as he took in the carnage.