Beast Machines Rattrap Novels & Stories

These were heavy, quadrupedal machines armored in the same black glass as the tower, their movements fluid and predatory. ​The fight was a silent ballet of steel and polymer. Rhea didn't howl; she didn't shift. She moved with a mechanical efficiency, her daggers finding the cooling vents of the Primes. Elias used his heat sparingly, short-circuiting the machines' optical sensors with precise bursts of thermal energy. ​As the last Prime fell, the floor of the atrium began to rise. They were being taken to the summit. To the Sovereign. ​The summit of the Relay was a domed chamber that looked out over the entire "Archive." From here, the Black Ridge looked like a miniature model under a blue gl

"If that male had not rolled up in that white 1967 Nightclaw Rover with the custom tracking stripes, my boots would still be inside my den." Ivanov's jaw clenches tight, his neck veins popping. "Son of a bitch." "Oh, so that machine actually belongs to your hoard?" I ask, acting like my wolf isn't totally impressed. "Yeah. My beast has a huge obsession with muscle machines," he admits. I stare at his hard profile for a few seconds too long. "It is a beautiful build. The clutch felt great under my bare foot. It has a massive amount of power. I feel totally cheated though, because Ryker wouldn't let me open the engine up on the high border highway so my wolf could cruise."

"Mr. Parell, I couldn't stop him…" Leo's frantic shouting snapped me back to reality. That was when I realized… I had been reborn. Bayndemar. A horrifying hell on earth. Terrifying memories crashed over me like a tidal wave. Every bone in my body ached as though it were being crushed all over again. I jerked my head up, my eyes bloodshot as I glared at Leo. "You…!"

The pulling frequency from the relay above us hit the seal and found it firmer than before. The frequency increased,so I pressed harder. "Nerissa!" Sev said sharply. I felt it before I heard what alarmed him. The floor,the stone beneath my feet vibrated. Something above ground,something that was very large and moving very fast and was not coming from the northwest where Zayden and the Obsidian wolves were. It was coming from the east,the eastern approach road. The approach we had been monitoring as a secondary threat. The absorbed territory wolves Renna had told us about. The ones operating under

I only have one pair of hands. I can’t believe I’m planning so far in advance. The next thing I know, I would compile lists like my mother. “No . . . yes . . . no . . . yes,” Mason and Alex said yes, whereas Lucas and Grayson both answered no. Uh-oh, the screen is blinking like mad. There was a struggle from the boys as two of them tried to fight against the device. Beep, Beep, Beep. Their mixed responses triggered the alarm.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

I felt tears swelling up behind my eyelids, not out of any sorrowful emotions but caused by the rapture washing over me so suddenly and overwhelmingly, which almost lifted me out of myself. It was like a person trudging through a desert who had been thirsty for a long time suddenly finding a source of water, like a lost fragment of a soul finally being found and put into completion. Part of my body was embarrassed to realize that excitement at the proximity of the masters, which I had contemned, was actually magnified in myself, while the other part was persuading me to surrender and enjoy utterly. “Time is tickling, Alpha Xavier.” Sebastian cut in with a cold voice.

Bella's POV It has been 2 days since Xavier had been to his London. He will be arriving tomorrow or the day after. I cannot wait to see him again. To tell the truth, I have missed him a lot. His caring words, his smile and his incredibly beautiful eyes. I missed them all. Currently I was in mine and Xavier's room, painting with the canvas, painting and paint brush that I found in the old storage beside the garden. I was painting Xavier's midnight black wolf with a night background and a full on the top. It was so beautiful. I painted this with my imagination and it came out awesome.

the Reaper remarked in a sinister drawl. My sigh rattled down the line. “It’s about Claw. He sent a rogue to torch the apartment with me and my mate inside. I want blood, and I want it today.” “Say what?” the Reaper blurted, sounding shocked. I overheard him clambering out of bed and storming through his den. I listened, hearing him muttering an order to one of his henchmen. “I need ya to locate the bear shifter, Claw, and deliver him down to the cage. Kill anyone who gets in yaw way. I don’t care how y'all do it but keep him alive. The Beast wants his pound of flesh, and I want the bastard to suffer.” He swung his attention back to our discussion. “Consider it done. So, what else do ya and