Blood Angels Captain With Jump Pack Novels & Stories

In an instant, the werewolf immediately lay down with his body convulsing in pain. "What are you doing?" asked Rose in surprise. Angel turned to the woman with a crooked smile. "I will still be useful even if I don't join the battle." Angel looked back at the battle, and that's when Erick seemed to smile gently at her. He returned the smile, winking and sending a message through his mind for Erick to quickly destroy the werewolf group.

The moment my skin touched the metal, a siren began to wail—a deep, cacophonous howl that made the very walls vibrate. ​"The vault!" Betty screamed, her face twisted in a mask of maniacal fear. "It’s a lockdown! You’re going to be buried alive in here!" ​Suddenly, the ceiling panels hissed open. Four silhouettes dropped from the darkness, landing with the clinical silence of professional killers. The Archangels. They weren't wearing the suits of the Roman gala; they were in full tactical gear, their faces hidden behind matte-black visors. ​"Bloodbath it is," Malakai growled, a predatory grin spreading across his face.

That would be a nightmare. We leave the dungeon few minutes later. Aiden and Asher, who came here few days ago after spending time in Blaine's pack, take charge of the Deads, while Angel and I manage our warriors. “Deads – human forms, pack – wolves, since you’re more accustomed to it. You’ll take care of the shifted Undeads, or humans.” My Angel orders as she fastens her harness. She has a lot on her, knives, katanas, a bow, arrows and her favorite dagger that she straps to her thigh. Had it not been for the situation we’re in, I would’ve laughed at her look. Wet hair roughly pulled in a ponytail, my shirt, wrapped in a harness, my boxers and bare legs, with a dagger strapped to her thigh.

I don't know why the moon goddess thought that it would be a great idea to pair me up with such a young mate. "What are we going to do about the rogues?" I came back to the conversation that we were having in the meeting room, before I got lost in my thoughts. "We will deal with it just like we always have," I answered. I was in a meeting with the elders of the pack, along with my Beta, Mason and my third in command, Dylan. We normally had these meetings at least once a month, but today was different. We have been having a series of rogue attacks on the pack, which we believed were just a distraction for something bigger and far worse. It could be that word got out that the angel was in my p

I said and smiled. “What the hell are angel bombs?” Brandon asked and Lucas smiled as he looked at me. “They’re filled with Angel’s Trumpet oil, when you’re cornered or in a snag you throw this at your vampire attacker, immobilizes them for a bit,” I said. “Shit you really did turn into a bad ass at that unit,” Chase remarked. “Please be safe you guys,” Rylee said where she stood next to Lucas. “We’ll be fine, we have Ryder with us,” Brandon said and I laughed slightly as I shook my head.

commanding his men, including all the Weres under his command Angel felt his inside cloud with dread when Antonio Rufus raised his right hand ready to press the controller strapped around his left wrist. He knew exactly what would happen when he pressed it. Every single Were would lose their minds! Including him. He lowered his gaze to Aaron and watched as the human meet his gaze. From the corner of his eye, he saw Antonio Rufus pressing the button

After hearing my words, Kent looked up at me in surprise. The Blood Warriors were a secret army that Kent was responsible for training, and for me to order them to stand by meant that things were already serious. "Alpha, what do you mean?" "Prepare for a war," I said solemnly as I looked into the distance. "Yes!" Kent replied. While I was considering whether to call Francis, he called me out of the blue. Did he know it so quickly? I walked to the other side of the road and picked up the phone. "Did something happen in your pack? Angel was running around with her gift. She was unconscious when I met her and she kept mumbling something like 'save Luna' and 'the Lumiere Pack'. Do you know what

Angel was right. “Before you go on attacking packs based on accusation make sure first that they were the ones who did it. You can still think logically about things before you. You’re not like those nasty fallen rogues who were insane and do bad things to any peaceful pack or rogues out there.” Angel sighed and reasoned with them. “Sorry…” they apologized and Angel turned his heels. “Come with me. I will show you the corpse that they’ve been holding unidentified.” Angel ushered them to come with him to check the corpses that the pack was still keeping cold.

Tank used his massive logging chain to clothesline a low-flying interceptor, the sub-ether friction cleanly slicing the jet's starboard wing completely off. Jax, laughing like a madman over the open frequency, actually landed his heavy chopper on the fuselage of a passing fighter. He rode the jet for three seconds, buried his gear-axe in the main engine turbine, and backflipped his motorcycle off the dying aircraft right back into the slipstream. "Internal batteries are hot!" Captain Reyes announced from the lower decks. The heavy, retrofitted plasma cannons of Neo-Angeles finally opened up. Massive, golden beams of Founder plasma lanced outward from the city, creating a deadly crossfire tha

“I need you to make sure that the bunker and safe rooms are ready tonight. I will be announcing to the pack that the vampire attack is imminent and that all those pack members that will be going in, need to be prepared at all times from now on.” “I’ll take care of it, Liam.” She hugs me tighter. “I love you.” “I love you.” Angel and I work late into the night, finally falling into bed exhausted. It’s early the next morning when I’m woken by another mind link. “Alpha! I need you at the border of the Canyon Ridge Pack.” “On my way. Contact Beta Dustin and have him join me.” I hop out of bed and begin pulling sweatpants on, knowing I’ll be pulling them off again in a moment to shift. Angel hops