Anime Marines Novels & Stories

Her red eyes indicate that she would slay anyone who would come her way. "I also waited for this, young lady. I'll make sure you'll die tonight," his lips curved into a devilish smile. Akira knows that they are at a disadvantage if she counts their number. There are hundreds of Aquans to fight with, and they are only around fifty. The enemies are also better equipped than them. She turned to see Prince Marcus, Conrad, Seb, Hugo, and the Manhaks warrior behind her. They all watched her like they're saying that they'll be with her. She has faith in them.

For Amaryah, though, the pain from her now swelling head and bruised back cannot be compared to the thousand needles that continuously pierced her insides. "Stop struggling…" "It's not like we'll use you…" "Aren't you a sly one?" "Isn't it that you're the one who's going to be using us?" "We are your allies." Flashes of white kept leaving and entering her body, making the flowers flutter about everywhere and creating a beautiful mess in the cabin. It's not that Amaryah thought of the spirits as her enemies, but she isn't regarding them as her allies yet either. It's just that they were too powerful for her weak physical body, and she feels like she's going to explode any time now.

Most werewolves joined the military, particularly the Marine Corps, because of our enhanced strength, healing, and combat abilities. At the same time, I wanted to work in medicine. The problem? Marines don’t train medics. That’s the Navy’s job. In combat, the Marines rely on Navy Corpsmen, who become honorary members of the Corps. If I became a Marine, I couldn’t be a medic. And if I became a medic, I couldn’t be a Marine.

aji and Anna's reunion and watching the happy couple's joy at both their freedoms. Everyone except Lyle who took one look at Amaris and picked her up off the floor and brought her over to the adjacent cot. "Are you okay?" He whispered to her. Keeping his hands on her back and waist he pushed back from her. She had huge dark rings under her eyes, and there were a few visible strands of grey in her hair. It was clear that bringing Anna back was no small task. None of the others seemed to notice they were all so happy that Taji was free and Anna was conscious. Amaris tried to sit up "I'm fine just a bit tired", but her head swam, and she grabbed on to the side of the cot for balance. L

Doesn’t stop the she-devil from playing her little games though. As second or third cousins, it’s almost expected that Kimarra and I would marry to keep the lines strong. So she more often than not, pretends, just to get my but beaten by jealous Yon who don’t know any better. Part of my ‘training’ regimen. Since Akuma is the only title other than Soma you can have above S-class in the Shinkori ranks. At least beyond the wall. Here, females aren’t even allowed to fight. They’re forced into Meshin or healer status if they want to join the ranks. Every thought makes me crave for the comfort, the feeling of home. I wouldn’t even complain about chores.

"Where's Javi? He seemed drained too. We'll take him with us." "Minho," Amara whispered, tears forming in her eyes. Minho grabbed her arm in alarm. Angels did not cry. At least, not as often as humans did. They were born to fight. War was their way of life. So Minho couldn't imagine what would drive Amara to tears, stubborn as she was. "What? What's wrong?" he asked softly.

From the look on her face, I know what’s coming. “Anomaly!” she shouts, pointing to a spot just to the right of the road. There’s no need for her to wave her orange cap here. The Marines are well-trained for this. Dealing with Anomalies—and the things that come through them—is their primary responsibility back in San Diego. Two dozen of them quickly form a semi-circle in front of the spot Radar indicated. The two guys carrying flamethrowers take up stations at either end of the curved line of soldiers.

I was really hoping that the bad feeling wasn’t actually anything this time. Let’s go! Zane says into our heads, Amaris, looks like you get to put that warrior training that you’ve been getting over the last week to good use today. Are you not concerned about the welfare of your pack? I can’t help but ask, wondering how he’s not being his usual serious asshole-ish self at a moment like this. Our warriors are good at what they do, plus we have a secret weapon, he says, grinning a wolfy grin at me.