Armada Novels & Stories

Baselroth peered down and shook her head. "Lower demons?" Momodaeus repeated, scoffing as he did a free fall to the rocky molten lava below. "Someday, you'll lose your ability to fly!" Baselroth said and Momodaeus stuck out his middle finger at her. She watched him float down as if he had an invincible parachute and he landed perfectly on one of the rocks.

Mara said to Leroy, who was staring at her with furrowed brows. "Are you even listening to yourself right now? You say that I see Adrian like a god; well, that's true. He's a god, a god of war. Do you know how many wars he's been in since when he became an Alpha? Do you know how many soldiers he has singlehandedly struck down on the battlefield? And you want me to go against him with only three men? Well, I'm not doing that, and do you know why?" Leroy asked Mara, who was silently staring at him.

Lewis turned to her. “Then what is it?” Victor scanned the signal again. His expression shifted to something closer to disbelief. “No way.” Emma looked at him. “What?” Victor spoke slowly. “That’s a deep-sea assault carrier.” Daniel blinked. “A what?” Sophia answered quietly. “A mobile command base.” Lewis stared at the radar. “You’re telling me they brought an entire underwater warship?” Sophia nodded. “The Covenant doesn’t send fleets.” Her voice turned cold. “They send armies.”

All of them were looking at my mother with such intent and pride, that I knew I was going to have a tough job taking over as Alpha, especially when they all loved my mother and would lay down their own lives to protect hers. "Firstly, I would like to present the new Delta of Darkness, Jacob Ely Sanders. We have all seen him fight, so we know he's more than prepared for the job, I hope that you will show him the same respect and duty that you showed to myself while I was the Delta," Luca introduced proudly. I was relieved that Luca had picked Jacob to be the new Delta because we were good friends, that and the fact Jacob could kick the ass of pretty much any wolf in this pack, so I knew that

As Amara opened the locker a Yellow rose dropped on the floor with a small note. Rose and Amara looked at each other face confused and Rose eyed Amara asking what's going on. Amara whispered a small "Don't know" and picked the flower up. She picked up the small note and read it out. "I am really sorry -Adian" Amara's hand started to sweat. She looked around to see if he was around but thankfully he wasn't. Rose called her name and asked what happened. With trembling hands she gave passed her the note. Rose looked at Amara after reading and pulled her towards a room.

“You didn’t. I’m offering. You need my help and in the interest of our future alliance, I’m willing to send warriors to fight with you.” “It will be a nasty fight until the other clans arrive, which won’t be until after dark,” I tell him. “Then it’s lucky that I’m coming with you. Forty warriors, two Alphas, two Guardians and one vampire Prince must count for something.” “Thank you, Alpha. I’ll make sure my brother knows what you’ve done for us.” “That’s not necessary, but I appreciate the sentiment. Our alliance with the Guardians and their packs remains strong,” he says. “As the Betas of Safe Haven pack, I can assure that our alliance remains very strong,” Clint says to him.

Forsaking the ability to be a man would be far easier. Ashrac's newest toy is a drone used by the earth realm's U.S. military, or so he tells me. It doesn't work, but Ashrac broke it down and rebuilt it so he knows everything it can do. Acasia explained over tea that Dmitri, an earth realm vampire and friend, is creating documentation so Ashrac can attend one of earth's scientific colleges in about twenty-five years. It will be good for him.

Carmen arrived, carrying the neatly laid out trays: appetizers, cloth napkins, clean glasses. She presented a bottle of wine so we could see the Lenton Brae label. and then served us. "Enjoy," she said bluntly. “She hates us,” I said to Day. "Did you realize we're going to have half-assed service?" for the whole trip, right? "That's better than a tit in the face." - What it is! Don't tell me you didn't like it. “Okay, I'm a normal person. What can I say?

in her chest from drowning out the conversation. ​The atmosphere was suffocating. Every time Elara moved, the violet lattice of veins on her neck flared, casting a rhythmic, ghostly light onto the faces of the Alphas. ​“The scouts from the Mist-Runner pack have confirmed it,” Vance said, slamming a fist onto the table. “Sixteen dreadnoughts. Gold sails. The Southern Armada isn't coming to offer aid, Elara. They’re carrying enough shadow-glass cannons to level what’s left of the Citadel from five miles out.”

He swayed heavily, gripping the metal cot for support, but his boots were planted firmly on the stone floor. "Baraka, sit down!" Eliana ordered, rushing forward. "You're overriding your own biological safeguards!" "The UN just lost a destroyer," Baraka said, ignoring the searing pain in his thighs. "They aren't going to send drop-pods anymore. They are going to send the armada. And Malik is fortifying the South into an impenetrable, industrialized fortress." Baraka let go of the cot, taking a slow, agonizing step forward.