Avatar Marines Novels & Stories

Tracing it with his finger, he considered it again. In the shape of a military shield with a background of deep, midnight blue with a full silver moon partially veiled by a stylized American flag. In the center stood a formidable werewolf in a vigilant pose, its fur a combination of military green and silver, golden eyes glowed with determination. The werewolf held an M16 across his chest, teeth bared. Across the top in Marine red was a banner in bold gold letters with the pack motto. Semper Fidelis Lupus – Always Faithful Wolf. On either side of the shield, there were olive branches and arrows, paw prints linking the two. At the very bottom was the golden Eagle Globe and Anchor of the Unite

As the Spicy Calamari Inkantation music kept playing, Callie strikes Octo Marie fast and swift, Octo Marie can’t believe to see Callie so swift, as Octo Marie was about strike Callie, I landed 3 quick shots on Octo Marie using Marie’s Splat Charger. Octo Marie jumps back sees a memory, of herself and Callie interacting with me before Corona took over “*It’s ashamed that Grace and the entire Splatoon Community bullied Emperor, a tough pill to swallow that lead the entire community being silenced, by Emperor*.” I said, then look up at the skies “*I know that Corona is going to take over my sanctuary but it’s only a matter of when, Callie and Marie*” I said. Octo Marie snaps back to reality and

It didn’t take long for the Ravens to disembark from their respective ships, and head towards the far end of the hangar, where the transport tubes to the surface were. But they only got halfway before a small gravity pad came zipping up to them. On it was Max, who had a joyfully wide grin etched on his face. He was lightly armored in what appeared to be the de Jardin colors - burgundy, black, and silver. On his armor’s right breast was the logo of the de Jardins, which was a woman in robes leading an unseen charge while wielding a shield in one hand, and a long open scroll in the other.

Even by BloodClaws criteria, recently adjusted to the effectiveness of the Wulfen Cup, Lars was considered a wildling. Ragnar's armor creaked as he deliberately climbed the hill. The servos and gyro stabilizers worked hard to maintain balance on this long slope, and the armored legs dug in a lot as the Space Marine moved. One Ragnar was delighted by the cool, clear air and the beauty of the surroundings. His muscles didn't feel tired. Armor seems to have done most of the marching work for him and he can walk forever if he wants to. He heard Sven growl in front of him. Canis Spiral seemed to distort his thoughts in strange ways. He talks to himself more, complains more, and usually wears a da

Big differences. For one thing, they are much larger than the common hive citizens of our city. Hell, they're even bigger than the other Marines who are sitting here in this briefing room, watching now in shocked revulsion. Alphas' naked bodies are laden with thick slabs of powerful muscle. Its taut skin is streaked with scar tissue and hardened with spots. At first I think it's mud, but I soon realize it's something else. Blood. Dried blood. I can only assume it belonged to Parsons' fallen comrades.

When I get there the guys are already here Carson is already in the Pool the friend who's name is Ryan is hot dark mocha skin ,inky black hair and dark eyes Maybe he will work well in my stage two plan to seduce Mr Parker. "Hello Children " I coo Julie splashes water at me "Witch took you long enough " it's 11 am in the morning we could have done this in the afternoon " it's hot as the devil's balls so it's a good time " I laugh "you will know the devil's balls now will you Julie " Kaylee laughs.

“Individually, each pack has strength. But unity? That’s their weakness. They’re not ready for a war they don’t see coming.” Kavian, always the quietest, simply added, “They’re vulnerable.” Armon listened, impassive, while his officers scribbled detailed notes. The flickering light caught on the edges of his armor, making him look more statue than man—a war god frozen in contemplation. Then his tone shifted, darker. “And the Phoenix wolf? Any mention?” The chamber fell into a moment of quiet. Arman shook his head. “Nothing. No name. No whispers. Not even rumor.”

Claimed By The New Neighbour (2) Mara took a beer for herself and sat down. “Vaughn, I see you have a Marine Corps tattoo on your upper arm. Is that your only tattoo?” “Mara, I’ve always thought that if you have a Marine tattoo, that’s all you need. I did my twenty years and loved every minute of it. Then I took retirement, and now I’m loving every minute of that too. I just do whatever the fúck I want.”

Maria said, clinging unto the drapes. "If you put that way, yes" I said, shrugging my shoulders. "Like this is the only club in Miami. He isn't even supposed to be in a bar" I scoffed. "He's a muslim, i'm a muslim. We don't drink" I said as I swung away the curtains -ready to walk over there like a badass and rub it in his face what a perfect son he was. "Dele" I sprung, surprised as I tapped his shoulders. "Shit" He cursed, pushing away his drink.

Adam said as he got up. "He wants someone to give him space so he could concentrate on his work, he wants someone who won't show off her body to the public because he wants her for himself on his bed and he won't be someone like you.. he hates attention and you're too beautiful to be ignored, Ivory." Adam left after that. "He will come here.. I will make sure of that." I said it too myself. I got up and walked back into the mansion to find Marie. I caught the sight of her and she looked mad. I quickly walked to her.