Anime Marines Novels & Stories

(Colonel Amanadea Trident) After greetings all the soldier with a single motion from me, everyone were clearly beaming up right now, Colonel Amanadea were leading me and Bina at the front as we started to tour the base. Amanadea story isn’t to beautiful naturally, she is actually an Eloesan General, in fact, she is a rather formidable general, at her peak, even Duchess Kolarova and Queen Aqeesha weren’t her match. Not only wise and brilliant in the arts of war and management, but she also a Tier 4 Warriors. But unfortunately, she was severely injured and on top of that lose her left leg and also her left arm, after fighting a Tier 6 Giant Shark Monster. Since then her health continues to dec

To say that I am not going to miss the both of them with be a lie. The anticipation of deploying on the other side is equally just exciting. This time we will be away for a definite six months. This time the stakes are higher, and the danger is far greater. Camp Baharia in Fallujah, the base name, has a tight connection with its operating force; in fact, the Marine Corps are referred to as mushaat al baharia in the Arabian language; hence the free translation, the name describes the navy walkers. Among the military troop and plenty of other officials, including the 2-nd Battalion 1-st Marines, it is referred to as Dreamland.

They turned and ran away from the explosion. Once they were sure that the remaining marines fled, everybody stood up. Rifle still at ready but now feeling more sure that the worse was behind them. A power-armor came up to their left flank. It looked almost the same as the ones the Empire Marines used except this one had a shoulder-mounted missile launcher on its right instead of the autocannons. Its colors were also different—this one had the Kalayaan Olive Drab and Coyote Brown Digital Camo. "Hot damn! Took you long enough, 1," Mountain roared in laughter.

The cold winter air brushed the fur on her coat with her enormous belly buried underneath her thick garment as she walked closer to Arakis. “I shall name the baby Rikas… if you failed to return to me” Her fearless eyes spoke a thousand more words as she looked upon the giant figure of Arakis. Warriors never go back on their words so apparently, the war had already begun. The army of the twin caves; a total of 456 Martians and 390 Human soldiers assembled on a straight line, row by row as Arakis and his first daughter Mercedes, stood to address the soldiers. They were roughly dressed in their body armours. It is the law of the Martians to have the eldest heir of the ruling warrior to hold the

She had said she would have a think about it. Her job as the head warrior was something everyone was excited about. The Ahmar Qamar pack fighting style was one of the best and the fact that Mama Mari was the last remaining member who was trained in it was something that Rayhan said was something to think about. How she needed to pass it on, and although she had said that she would teach it to her grandchildren, she had also agreed to train the pack.

“What’s it like?” “Della likes it here, but that’s because she’s as boring as the clothes we handle,” Mabel says, glancing cheekily toward a girl who seems standoffish. She has pretty brown eyes that almost swallow her whole face. Her hair - a soft brunette - is braided neatly. Della scowls. “Sorry I’m not here to fondle the Alpha’s underwear.” “That’s besides the point,” Amora says tiredly, cutting the two off before an argument can insue. “We have to get upstairs. Maiden Ambrose is the head of the laundry unit, and unless you want to get scolded, I wouldn’t be late.

“Maybe I woke up on the wrong side. Enough about me. I'm so happy you'll be joining school with me and I'm proud of you.” Amari's look turned somber. "I wish Zion would be joining me. He has decided to join the military.” I stifled a laugh and turned around to collect myself. Amari and I weren't as close as before and Zion was her mate so I didn't want to hurt her feelings. “He wants to do what?” She shrugged, looking like a sad sock. “He’s serious about it, Kira, and I'm scared. What if something happens to him?" Her eyes swelled up with tears and I reached out, offering a comforting hug. She had a very right to cry because Zion being an omega made it even more worrying. What business did a

March grabbed my upper arm and hauled me out of my seat. I tried to hide the pain that shot through my arm, but a soft groan escaped me. I felt my feet briefly leave the ground as he pulled me toward the door. The humid breeze outside sucked the unsteady breath from my lungs. Marcus let go of my arm and I stumbled against the outside railing leading up to the door. “Who is the Marine,” he spat. I straightened, but didn’t have a chance to answer when Marcus tumbled forward over the railing, landing on the gravel. Madden stood at the door. “Get in your vehicle, we’re leaving.”

Phoenix kissed my head and hugged me, The sound of a throat clearing brought our attention to the doorway, Amber smiled at us, “It’s time to get ready.” She said, placing a hand on my shoulder, “We go to war in half an hour.” I nod, take in a deep breath and then leave the room. I stood in front of my army; they were ready. I am ready. I tied my hair up and grabbed my sword from my side and raised it up, “Today, we fight!” I yelled, “We fight for our families, for our lives,” I caught Phoenix’s eye and smiled, “For each other.” He nodded to me, “I will not say that we will all make it, because that is almost impossible to promise; but what I can tell you is this, I will not stop fighting unt

I asked, appalled. Marcella huffed. “He’s an Omega. He does what I say.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder, looking us up and down like we were dirt beneath her shoes. “If I tell him to bark, he barks. If I tell him to sit, he sits. And the same goes for you two.” Anger flared hot and fast. “He’s a person, not a toy.” Marcella rolled her eyes. “I’m his superior.” She leaned in with a sadistic smile. “Do you need me to explain what that means?”