Anime Marines Novels & Stories

Alpha Jones confronted him. "Yes, it's a great reunion. But you need to remember that I breed your Luna" Alpha Nolan said hastily. "Why does it sound like you are begging already?" David teased him. "Is this the army you want to use in fighting us?" Rhine berated them with soft giggles. "Why don't you show them what they don't know, Andes?" Rhine signaled to Andes to move forward. Martell came in slowly and stood in the center. Rhine was clearly flabbergasted. She couldn't catch her breath for a while. She kept getting into another shock after recovering from one.

The warriors charged towards Amaris with the aim to kill and get rid of the threat. "This is not fair," Amaris chimed with a snicker and immediately got in action. He started sending bodies flying around them as if they were paper with only his arms raised. "My wrists are starting to feel sore." He complained and paused to massage his wrists, he resumed his previous attack.

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

We slam onto the outer docking ring—boards biting metal hard, sparks flying, gravity shifting sudden. Airlock cycles forced by my lightning—sparks dancing across panels. We step inside. Armed marines in power armor swarm the corridor—rifles up, visors down, red targeting lasers dancing on our chests. **Marine Sergeant (barking, voice amplified):** “Hands up! Identify yourselves! This is restricted military space!” I step forward slow. Crown flaring bright—violet lightning crawling the walls harmless, just enough to short their targeting systems and fry nearby cameras.

Marlene asks, getting more and more excited. “No, she created a gorgeous wave of colored light that ranged the color of the rainbow. Then she tapped it, and a bunch of lights began floating. The sprites were able to pick the color they liked most. Even my stoic Alpha thinks they’re pretty,” Quinns says, smiling at her mate who just shrugs, a smile tugging at his lips. “Oh please, Reyes, say we can go soon,” Marlene begs. “We can go soon, love,” he says tolerantly.

Dove refused as she displayed hand gestures. “ Why don't you want to try? I thought you were strong,” Amaria teased but Dove didn't find her joke amusing. “ Elex, explain why we can't do this, I'm tired of repeating myself,” Dove said, folding her arms. “ Listen, We have to kill it… did you forget our mission? We are to help Symar and its people and to bring back the head of that Daemon, so we can be recognized by our packs, to show our worth to them,” Amaria said. ' She's right,' Elex thought.

But that doesn’t make it any easier to swallow. Creed breaks the silence, his voice low and steady. “I did the right thing, Nero. She was too dangerous to keep alive.” “I know,” I say, though the words feel hollow. “I just wish it didn’t have to be this way.” “War is never easy,” Creed replies, his tone hard. “But we’re fighting for something bigger than ourselves. If we don’t stop Marle, she’ll destroy everything.” I nod, knowing he’s right, but still feeling that nagging doubt in the back of my mind. This isn’t just a fight—it’s a fucking war, one that’s going to test us in ways we can’t even imagine. And the stakes couldn’t be higher.

The mate bond does that to you. "What if he is our Mate" Ara says, blushing. "Stop it Ara, Omegas don't get Warrior Mates, and even if they do, they get rejected" I told her. "Ok now Jia sleep" Ara scolded me. "Good night Ara, love you" "Love you too girl"

ANGELIQUE'S POV I hurried inside Bane's study, I knew I was up for unnecessary interrogation. I wipe away imaginary tears, sniff, and lift my head. "You injured ten of my men," He says with a frown. Should I be smiling at them? They wanted to fight me too. "I don’t understand. Was I supposed to dance with them?" I raise my voice at him. Brenton and the trainer chuckle. "No, you were meant to fight back; you left most of them half-dead." I nod.

Marie looked back to Katrina suspiciously. "Why don't you ask him?" Katrina chuckled. St. Marie turned back to me. "Was it Katrina?" St. Marie threatened. "No and no 'one' person. It was two unrelated slip-ups by two unrelated Amazons," I said. "One referenced a previous time when the Amazons let men bear arms, which led to disaster. The other was the use of the term 'Ash Men' as a positive moniker."