Baca Ultimate Soldier Novels & Stories

"Something’s happened to your father!" #

My voice explodes across the room. Loud and sharp. I grab the brown envelope and throw it straight at him. He recoils as it strikes his chest before falling into his hands. Slowly, he opens it. My breathing turns heavy. "In there are all your truths." I point toward the documents. "In there is the real you." My voice thunders. "Kane Olympus." His eyes instantly snap to mine. Shock. Horror. My jaw tightens. My breathing remains heavy. My stare narrows.

"Cain? But why?" Baros chuckled again, relishing the intrigue of the moment. "Think about it, Isolde. If the soldiers are sired to Cain, they will be loyal to him, following his every command. And yet, they will be under Constantine's rule. It's the perfect recipe for chaos, isn't it?" Isolde's eyes glittered with admiration for Baros's cunning. "Indeed," she agreed, "a brilliant move, my dear Baros. With those soldiers under Cain's sway, we can manipulate the situation to our advantage when the time is right."

I suspect because it was my first efforts at writing. For those who may not have had a chance to read the series, here is the list of stories associated with this series in order: Alpha Kate Beta to Luna Alpha Siblings Her Ultimate Salvation I hope you are enjoying Her Ultimate Salvation so far. There will be lots of twists and turns. It is always a process with my stories and I hope you will stick with the story to the end. Like many authors, I believe in happy ever afters, but getting there takes time, some hurts, and character growth :)

He laughed out despite himself “ Do you think she is that easy? Didn’t Jessica tell you? The reason I fell for her. She is different. She is unlike the others. She is not your regular female. She is a soldier who is not afraid to take on a mission like this one. “ A resounding blow to his face made him reel back, blood dripping out of them, Jordan tried to shield himself from Luke’s rage but found himself helpless. Luke stepped on him angrily. Jordan’s cry of agony rang out. “When I am done with both of them, I will have their carcass sent to the military camp. I will even bring in my own army from outside the country. I will win the elections and no one will stop it” Jordan groaned in pain

anyone who dared was immediately reduced to ashes and all the soldiers could do was to stand and wait as nothing could pass the lightning barrier. after a few minutes the lightning barrier seemed to have gotten weaker. the intense force could no longer be felt and the thundering was no longer heard. but as the soldiers got closer, they saw a man kneeling next to Uzo. his hair was as white as white could be, his eyes were as blue as an ocean of sapphires and he was clad in a pure white garment. the surrounding lightning flowed into him until none was left. and then he stood up and looked around him.

"That energy belongs to the people in charge!" "She is my mom!" June yelled. Vane raised the rod to hit June again.. Then the white statue of the soldier moved. He did not attack June. He did not attack Vane. He grabbed the Directors arm. "What?" Vane gasped. She tried to pull. "You are a shell! You have no brain!" The soldiers white skin started to crack. Blue light came out of the cracks. His empty eyes filled with a glowing energy. "The secret way in was not just in the engine Vane " the soldier said.. The voice was Bensons voice. "It was in the guest list."

A scream tore from my throat as his sword pierced my chest, slicing through my armor, missing my heart by a hair's breadth. I crumpled, my knees slamming into the ground. I pressed a hand to my chest, the blood flowing past my fingers. Gods, I was losing blood fast. I raised my head as the soldier prepared for the final blow and looked him directly in his eyes. "Weak," he snarled before bringing his sword down. I closed my eyes, waiting for the final blow. But there was no fear, no shock, no sadness. Nothing. They say your life flashes before your eyes, but I saw only darkness. I waited, but the blow never came. Opening my eyes, I saw Aric battling the soldier, his strikes swift and deadly.

With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air. Bruce stood in the clearing, his body battered and bloodied, but his stance victorious. His amber eyes locked onto Malrik, defiant and unyielding. “I’m not just a soldier,” he said, his voice steady despite his exhaustion. “I’m your First Soldier. The ultimate weapon.” Malrik stepped forward, his grin sharp and satisfied. “Perhaps you are,” he murmured, his tone laced with dark promise. “But remember, Bruce, your power comes from me. Fail me, and it won’t just be your strength I take away—it’ll be your life.”

Vaelreth exhaled slowly, stepping back just enough to break the intensity of the moment—but not enough to end it entirely. “Next time,” he said, his voice returning to something closer to controlled, “don’t hesitate.” Adrian frowned slightly. “In a fight?” “In anything.” The words lingered. Then Vaelreth turned, moving back toward where their horses waited. Adrian stood there for a moment longer, staring at the ground, at the aftermath of the battle. At the blood. At the evidence of something simple, something clear. Because this— This made sense. Violence. Survival. Action.