Beerus The Destroyer Novels & Stories

I shook my head and focused on washing off the grime, and the scent of her from my body unaware of my beta and best friend, Ray, lurking around in my room. When I got out of the shower, I looked at my face in the mirror and wondered if anyone would be able to see the shame I felt inside. I felt disappointed in myself for literally sleeping with the worst enemy I ever had, and this act could put my whole pack in danger. I wanted to lunch myself for letting for thoughts get too clouded by alcohol, and I made a resolve, right there and then, to get rid of all the alcohol in my study. Maybe, except the limited edition ones.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

"We have snipers positioned. If you say the word 'remember,' we breach immediately. Say it twice and we know you're in immediate danger. Got it?" "Got it." "Bethany. Good luck." I walked through the destroyed dinosaur exhibit. Past the dark planetarium. Toward the aquarium tunnel where my daughter waited with her father and a gun. The tunnel was partially collapsed. Glass everywhere. Water still dripping from broken tanks. Fish flopping on the floor, dying slowly. I had to climb over debris to reach the intact section where Brock waited. He saw me coming. Positioned Emma more firmly in front of him. Gun pressed to her temple.

I know this cologne. I stepped aside from the person and looked up. I trembled as the bottle of water fell from my hands. Standing before me is the very devil himself wearing all black and his hair was hidden under a black beanie. His Forest-green eyes adopted a red shade. On the front of his jeans, gun projects. His boots look dirty and have a muddy stain on them. "Lando," I whispered too quietly. "Yea baby." His lips curved into a crooked smirk. How did he get in? And where is Dave?

the radio screamed, followed by a deafening, terrifying sound of localized gravitational compression, and then dead static. The medical tent fell into a suffocating silence. "Why?" Neema asked, her voice shaking. "Why would Malik attack a UN destroyer? He knows they have Project Genesis. He knows they are looking for an excuse to carpet-bomb the Quarantine Zone. He just gave them an act of war." "He didn't do it to start a war," Baraka said, his tactical mind racing through the physics and logistics of the Lord Apex. He looked at Eliana. "What is the primary power source of an Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer?"

She giggled at his antics, he's always like this even when he's out of his mind. "Wait, if you weren't trying to break through, why were you in retreat for two weeks?" "I'll tell you later, what's the message?" Xasha was still worried about Verra. "Oh, almost forgot. Verra sent an urgent message a few hours ago. It's Beemo." "Beemo?" "Yes, he's stormed DelaVega City with his strike force. They've killed thousands of people and have burned down nearly a quarter of the City. He's now facing off against Warhammer Bruce."

Garrett- Fuck. Octavius- It's the only reason the siren is still breathing. Garrett- Got it. Beerus growls as Garrett's voice fades. He doesn't like our beta acting as if running in to save our mate is a bad thing. He would do the same for his and his pups. Beerus- Kill them all. We will destroy any threat to Sara permanently! Octavius- I plan to Bee. I snarl as my resolve intensifies. I am ready to spill blood. I want to rip their heads from their bodies. There won't be a need for another realm after I am done with the dragons. No living thing will ever harm my mate again.

Say that to the wolves who lived in them," I said. Behind him, the Ashmoor soldiers who had stopped to watch the Rogue King and Zayden were re-engaging. The brief pause ended as commanders pushed their wolves back into the fight. The eastern road noise surging back up. Darius drove into the Ashmoor center from the left with six Obsidian wolves and the line buckled. An Ashmoor soldier broke from the reforming line and drove directly at me. The wolf forms hitting the road and accelerating with the low flat speed. The Mark exploded white. The shifted wolf hit the light and went sideways like something physical had struck it.

Then they would know why he'd been dubbed The Destroyer. Before he let his emotions overtake him, Brand's tactical training kicked in. He did not have the Berserker in him like his brother. He was a single shifter among an entire clan of warriors here. Biding his time until he could gather his bearings before punishing them for their insult was the more logical choice. His jaw tightened as he sought to control his anger.

And she would never leave this god's forgotten place. We reach the main crossroad and as always, I turn left and Keenan goes right. He gives me a soft smile and ruffles my hair playfully, then heads to the butcher to sell the deer's antlers and skin to get some money. I, on the other hand, go straight home.