Anime Marines Novels & Stories

*** Amaria and her friends had already arrived at Robb's. Robb began with a bright smile, "welcome to Mana's Bloom, what can I get for... " and paused when he noticed them. "You five again," he said stiffly. "We'd like you to lend us some of your weapons," Amaria said cheerfully. "What exactly do you mean by lend?" Teresa, Dove, and Elex inquired of Amaria. Robb frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, saying, "young lady, do you think I'd just lend you a few of my weapons like that?"

Arthur smiled at me and I just wished I could lie on him and let him stroke my hair like he did whenever we just finished having s*x while he was still alive. Mara's POV "Good morning ma'am" I greeted Keren as I shut her car door. "And since when did you start calling me "ma'am"?. I know you Mara, you lack a lot of respect, '' Keren was explaining as she was quite surprised that I actually called her ma'am. "I don't lack respect. I was just being rude towards you back then because I didn't know you much and besides you are now my boss so I am forced to respect you whether I like it or not" I argued.

“I’ll wait for you to heal Able, then take you back to the packhouse before heading out.” “I would rather stay here if that’s alright.” I uttered and watched as the beta seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding. “Jay.” He called and a partially dressed fighter stepped over from the waiting area. “Amara this is Jay, one of the packs senior warriors.” He introduced and I considered that senior must be a skill rank or something because it certainly wasn’t a reflection of the man’s age, he could barely be thirty. “Jay, this is Amara, the Alphas mate.” Greyson continued but I watched as Jay’s eyes widened in surprise.

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.

He kept his neutral body language and facial expression and said “I guess it is time for some answers, and I will give them to you accompanied by a drink. I think we all need it.” Ismael left the room, leaving the girls alone. Marina tried to help Charlotte to stand up from the bed and after some efforts, Charlotte could stand up by placing her arm around Marina’s shoulders for support. Both girls left the room and took a seat at the table in the dining room area. Ismael came out from the kitchen with two glasses of water which he put at the table in front of the girls. “I am afraid this is the best we have got right now after the raid earlier today,” Ismael said while taking a seat across t

He complained and paused to massage his wrists, he resumed his previous attack. Soon they all realised that there was no way of getting around Amaris unless they could also fly and attack the enemy with only a flick of their hands too. "Attacking him is impossible...we are never going to land a hit," Anderson breathed out and looked over at Adam who was standing next to him. "Never say never," Adam sang and reached down to his shoes and pulled out a small knife and smiled at Anderson. Amaris' back was facing them as he was attacking other warriors and was not focused on them.

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.

"Thank you, Marco." Our story is finally over. He paid with his life, and I proved him wrong with my success. Goodbye, Domine. I hope you learn to cherish what you have in the next life. --- Ten years later. Marcus and Isabella are ten years old. Marcus has Lycan’s strength, and Isabella has my gift for healing. The Rhodes Medical Fund is everywhere, helping thousands of wolves every year. I am the most respected Queen and Healer in history. I take the children to my father’s grave. "Dad," I whisper, kneeling. "I brought the kids to see you. Marcus and Isabella."