Beast Wars Depth Charge Novels & Stories

The beast screeched, then hurled him back-first against a nearby tree, then circled for a second attack. Cupun charged in P7 firing to no avail. “No,” Nukilik shouted. “Everyone take cover near the trees.” “But, Dad,” shouted Cupun echoed by Adlartok. “The trees,” Nukilik commanded. “Hide.” A glittering wire-mesh casting net dropped from above. Laced with sharp stainless steel spikes and weighted down with oversized lead fishing weights, it took the war machine by surprise, pinning its wings and forcing it down into the water.

their screams erupted. "May the Moon Goddess be with us?" Lucas chanted, and they chanted back. "Deliver the heads of our enemies to us..." They responded the same as he went on. "Long live the Prince!" they echoed in response. Unlike many packs, we had skilled women armies, so Kendell had better hit me with his best—or else... I smirked at the thought of what might, scratch that, what would happen.

The assistant commander did not hesitate. The rotating cannon on his arm buzzed up, but the light that gathered in its course was not the clean, grelle blue of consortium. It was a nasty, deep black violet that like liquid darkness looked out. “Decking!” Kael shouted. He threw himself with his whole massive flank against me and Silas and ripped us on the hard stone of the rocky projection, seconds before the weapon was fired. The shot was adorable. The black plasma charge hit right there

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

Trent I burst into laughter. “No!” Khloe nodded. “Yes. Me and the saleswoman had to talk him out of it.” “It wasn’t a real bear,” I protested. “All the same, it was ugly and just looked scary,” Khloe said. “I’m glad you opted for the other one,” Sade said. “Me too,” I agreed.

Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-meter tall Xenobeast that can only be defeated with materials from the portal. Among all of them, there is another type of Xenobeast that can destroy an entire base in an instant. A Xenobeast in the extreme danger category is the level Zero Xenobeast. "Where's my shrimp?" Arthur asked, which instantly made my heart jump out of my chest. I forgot. I accidentally ate it while reading a magazine. "Hey, look at me," Arthur pulled my chin, but I didn't dare look him in the eye. "Didn't I tell you it was mine?"

"Don't aim for the head. Aim for the bioluminescent gills on its neck! We have to force it to the surface!" "Copy that, Commander!" Elias roared. He pushed his Vanguard's thrusters to the absolute limit, diving beneath the colossal beast. "Hey, ugly! Try this!" He unholstered a massive Zero-Point kinetic harpoon, firing it directly into the glowing yellow slits along the beast's underbelly. The harpoon struck true, detonating with a flash of cyan plasma. The Leviathan writhed in agony, its massive tail lashing out blindly. It clipped Kael’s mech, sending the teenager spinning toward the ocean floor.

His strength had grown by at least 30% to 40%. Suddenly, a beast's deafening roar echoed from the distance. A massive shadow surged forward, charging toward him. The ground trembled violently as dust filled the air. A towering beast that was nearly ten feet tall traversed the void with terrifying momentum, charging straight at Chase.

"I know of another hideout in the Eastern District! There are dozens of humans there as well! You can't kill me now! I'm still of use to you! I can give you a full name list of the Elders' Council!" The chief officer looked at Felix in disgust before turning around and handing me a revolver. It was heavy, solid, made with silver, and filled with pure silver bullets. "Ms. Davies, according to the Emergency Avoidance Clause of the Supernatural Beings Act, when the victim is faced with an extremely dangerous and highly aggressive supernatural being, the victim has the right of 'final defense' against it. "This is especially so if the supernatural being attempts to attack the victim again." Afte

The Beast clawed at my chest, shredding my starmetal shirt. "Burn!" I screamed. I unleashed a pulse of solar flare directly into its mouth. FWOOM. The fire went down its throat. The Beast didn't die. It swallowed. It drank the fire. Its stomach glowed orange for a second, then faded back to gray. It licked its lips. "MORE," a voice hissed from inside the beast. Not the Beast's voice. The voice of the Skeleton in the deep. The Beast clamped its jaws shut. My hands were inside.