Armada Movie Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ray and Adam, one of my warriors, were behind me. My eyes were resting on the vampires ahead of me. My wolf howled at me to rip their faces off. He was a dangerous hothead. I leaped in the air, almost above their heads. My wolf was strongest with angel blood running through my veins. Vampires were prepared to attack. But I was already taking them down. I ripped the throat first, I arched in the air, bare my underbelly to the sky. I tore another head, swiveling my neck. I felt cold hands around my belly to take me down. Ray and Adam took them down, tearing their throats, and arms. I ripped the throat of the last one. I willed myself not to tear them into pieces.

I've come to terms with this being a dream of some sorts, so I'm just going to enjoy it. I watch as the wolves turn into humans and gasp, their all over the top gorgeous in human form too. I snicker inwardly, only my mind would I think that a wolf could become a human and be extordinarily gorgeous. I look at Braddock and demand he shift, yup I'm over confident in my new crazy state of mind. He complies and he's even more gorgeous as a wolf, he's huge, his fur is soft and midnight black, his peircing blue eyes have a gold circle around them and it's stunning. He bows his head to me so I can feel his fur, I feel a twinge of pain in my stomach, no please not yet, I don't want to leave my d

She barely spared Ara a glance before turning away, ascending the staircase with deliberate indifference, her heels clicking sharply against the marble as if nothing had happened. Ara lay there for a moment, stunned and breathless. She dragged herself toward the wall, pressing her back against the cool surface to steady herself. Her chest heaved as she fought for air. The pain in her elbow radiated outward, sharp and relentless. She bit her lower lip hard, determined not to cry, but hot tears still pricked at the corners of her eyes. Blood trickled steadily down her forearm, staining the sleeve of her already damp uniform. A loud crash echoed through the foyer from the shattered bucket. Plas

The view was unreal, like it didn’t belong in real life. The Phantom Armada had made it through the cliffs. With no giant red barrier to atomize them, the dozens of pale-grey dreadnoughts ground viciously against the jagged shores of the Crimson Continent. The metal ramps swung down. Commander Vane led the first wave, then came thousands of Lycans and Obsidian wolves, spilling into the Gothic streets of the vampire capital like a living storm. The combined roar of the North shook the whole foundation of the continent, and it felt like the ground was trying to break its own bones.

Oh, what a visual he was… “This okay,” Nate asked. I nodded and sat down. Two couples and a group that had been somewhat near us got up and moved. Neither of my mates seemed to notice or care, but I did. Shoot, I’d rather they all just leave so we could be alone. The screen captured my attention as the ads began to run and I realized I didn’t even know what we were watching. “I don’t even know what the movie is,” I whispered to Ryan. “It’s a comedy, nothing gorey,” he said, squeezing my hand.

CHAPTER ONE A young lady stood outside trying to perfect her skills in archery. 'Pah.' Bull's eye... "The Alpha is dead." Raven rushed towards her and informed anxiously. What? She flew out of the room and headed straight towards her father's room. Lying on the bed with calloused skin was Alpha Devon; her father. "Father!" She rushed to his side and shook him, gently at first. Seeing he wasn't responding to her touch,she shook him with much vigor.

Amaris We cover the distance back to the pack quickly, so quickly that to my still trying to acclimate mind, it shouldn’t be possible to cover so much ground in such a short amount of time. By the time Glendon meets the four of us at the tree line, the sounds of the battle fought are long gone and are now replaced by the painful cries of the wounded, and the anguished wails of those who lost friends or loved ones. Glendon’s appearance is broken and full of sorrow-as the Alpha, he feels each loss on a level that only other Alpha’s who have also experienced loss can understand.

Adrian swung his gun toward the stairwell. “Strike squad! They’ve found us!” Dozens of shadows surged upward hunters in silver armor, moving too fast and, too precise to be human. Crowe tilted his head slightly, silver light flashing in his eyes. “Not mine. They’re Silver Hounds bio-soldiers bred by Dr. Alaric.” Evelyn sprang up, thumbed the safety, and let three rapid rounds fly. One creature toppled, but instead of red the blood shimmered silver, hissing as it slicked across the concrete.

A mercenary in heavy armor reached inside, grabbing the silver briefcase. "Package secured!" the mercenary yelled through his radio. Despite their efforts, the mercenaries secure the EMP briefcase yet again and vanish in an armored convoy. Marcus let out a roar of absolute fury, but his body wouldn't obey. He could only watch through his fading vision as the heavy armored vehicles sped away into the thick night fog, leaving behind a trail of burning metal, smoke, and blood.