Armada Novels & Stories

The fated bond flared between them, a blinding rush of golden heat that temporarily obliterated the cold night air. "Sire!" Marcus’s voice crackled through the phone speaker, breaking the heavy, suffocating erotica of the moment. "Long-range radar has just picked up three human naval destroyers entering our territorial waters. They are flying under a classified black-ops banner. They’ve locked their experimental silver-alloy railguns directly onto the frozen obsidian ice wall. Impact is estimated in sixty seconds."

There was uncertainty in her eyes, something fragile, but she did not move away. She nodded. That was enough. For now. "You're mine too... you understand that, right?" she replied softly, her voice deeper than before, mimicking his . Kane let out a low chuckle. "Yeah, princess. I'm yours too." ⸻ The city streets were still damp from the storm the night before, the air cool and clean. Kane's black Aston Martin rolled to a smooth stop in front of Mona's apartment building. She played with the hem of his t shirt before turning toward him.

The war room in Blackwater Port was not a room of polished stone and ancient maps, but the Admiral's private cabin aboard his flagship, *The Sea Serpent*. The air was thick with the scent of tar, salt, and the faint, sweet smell of the rum Thorne poured into two heavy pewter mugs. The ship rocked gently at its moorings, a constant, reassuring reminder of the power that slept at their fingertips.

Aradaa raised the sword toward the sky and let out a "Static Roar." The sound wasn't human. It was a frequency that bypassed the ears and went straight into the electronics. Every engine in the harbor died instantly. The Republic’s cannons slumped, their firing pins jammed by a surge of blue energy. The flagship drifted aimlessly, the humming silence of the bay broken only by the lapping of the waves against the Ark's hull. Aradaa looked at Vladya, then at the terrified men on the decks. He reached out and gripped Kaelor’s scaled hand, holding it high for everyone to see.

I said, putting my hands on my hips. “Yeah Ridge, why not get some she-wolves up here,” a voice said, slowing down from running laps. They had a large indoor track which seemed kind of funny to me. At Blood Claw you ran drills and practiced no matter the weather, if you got wet or muddy oh well. “Hey maybe our Luna will lead the charge, shake things up around here,” Ridge said, fist bumping him. “Tyra, this is my Gamma, Nate he’s a badass,” Ridge said, looking proud.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

More adventure await, hopefully they overcome it or Maybe not. The End

Her blood wreaks of pure power. My father stands from his seat. ‘If you and my daughter can put your differences aside and learn to love each other. Then our races can put our differences aside and fight together as one. Nathan, Alex, Theo and Leo. Contact all the packs. They are to prepare themselves and join the fight against Lord Atticus immediately. Make sure Alpha Varan and Alpha Greg are contacted first. I will organise our warriors now.’ He says and leaves the room. Nathan, Alex, Theo and Leo also leave the hall. ‘So what do we do, now?’ Amara asks.

Arielle ordered as he slowly loosened his grip. "I'm sure Delilah might have talked to you about returning to your family. I'm aware you cut ties from them. I advise you return to them before you start a war that you can't finish." Arielle says as Theodore smirked which annoyed her. "Who said I won't finish it ?" The question frightened Arielle who didn't show much reaction. "When bodies start dropping, maybe you'll change your mind. Do it now when your family haven't gone haywire." Arielle warned.