Armada Movie Novels & Stories

he said and I nodded. After that, we went to meet with the warriors that had been chosen to come with us and they all looked like they were fit and strong enough for what we were about to do. Jeff had suggested that we didn’t need wolves that had never gone out to fight for this mission and that we needed them to be strong. I just wanted us to get all this over and done with so that I could bring my mate back home. AMBER’S POV

"Please be quiet. Our special guests are here. Show the utmost respect, no fangirling, please." There was a sudden dead silence in the room as a group entered through the doors at the far end. Paving the way were men in black suits and shades. Armed soldiers in uniform trailed behind them. And there was Alpha Adonis, behind the soldiers. He was real, here in the flesh, and even more breathtaking than his photo.

Massive, geometric drop-ships were detaching from the underbelly of the Armada, vectoring directly toward our position. "Dax," I yelled over the comms, the wind trying to rip the words from my throat. "The fleet is moving! We just kicked the hornet's nest!" "Keep your eyes on the horizon, Ghost!" Dax shouted back, tucked low over his handlebars. "Just look for the dome!" We were twenty miles from the Citadel. Twenty miles of open, coverless wasteland, carrying a bomb of pure anti-matter, with an alien armada descending from the sky and hounds of deletion snapping at our tires.

She rose, checked to ensure that she had everyone's attention, and launched her attack. "Thanks to Admiral Adrolopus' sloth, lack of initiative, and general incompetence the Armada is in danger. A scout ship dropped hyper, scanned the fleet, and made its escape. Even now the alien hordes may be gathering to attack. I suggest we strip Adrolopus of his rank and choose a new, more competent leader". No one was surprised by Sector 14's pro forma attack, since she represented the Runners, and was playing to the cameras. There were catcalls, rude noises, and volleys of insults.

Amaryah once again raised her chin and confidently continued speaking like there really was no other choice now. "Very well. I shall give you this chance to make it up to me. Bring me to your clan." Unsurprisingly, Amaryah realized another matter she had not noticed a while ago. She gritted her teeth in anger. "What have you done!" she screamed in her mind. "You actually warped space. Isn't that breaking the oath you all vowed?" No wonder the pains she's been feeling aren't going away. And the wounds she has on her body are unnatural. Her internal organs must be a total wreck now!

My loyalty to my pack is more important than whatever this is. "I am not going anywhere with you. Just tell me right here, right now, why you don't kill your enemy when you can come right into our midst without us noticing anything." "Fine." He lets go of my shoulders, and I release a tiny sigh of relief. I was afraid his hand was going to slide down and feel my breasts. "Another thing I want to ask...did you kill another soldier for you to obtain that uniform?" I slide a look down his body. The navy blue material fits snugly on his body, doing nothing to hide his muscled body. None of our soldiers look this good in the uniform and a stranger has no business looking so good in an outfit he s

He was a beta male, they were known for their profound strength and ability to withstand anything. “Let me go!!” I bursted into tears. “No!” He snapped back, “The goddess calls upon you and you refuse? You’re a disgrace to the people of the Oasis.” “I’ll be a disgrace!” I fought back, “I’ll gladly be a disgrace. I’ll be damned before I throw my whole life away for people who wouldn’t blink twice if they saw me dead!!” “You’re right about that.” Another officer joined him, “You’re a bad omen. We’re glad you’re the chosen Luna, now the goddess can rid of you and bring prosperity to our lands.”

Elcrimos don’t touch people who are not stained with the dirt of our world. “Have you told nonna and nonno about this?” I asked. “Yes. They already know.” A knock was heard on the door followed by the mahogany door slowly opening. Miranda, one of the servants, went in. “Damsel, Madame Felicity and Sire Aleksander are waiting for you at the living room,” she informed. I paused for a few seconds before replying. I could feel the rampage of ache again. The rage and throbs which I tried to bury for a month suddenly aroused after knowing she’s finally here.