Bravo Two Zero Novel Novels & Stories

I could not feel her presence any longer. Snow continued piling on me as a snowstorm built up, quickly burying me beneath a sheet of white. Yet, just before my consciousness completely faded into the darkness, I thought I saw two tall, dark figures approaching me through the snow. "We've found her," a low, attractive voice said close to my ear. Another voice said, "We've found our Luna."

- The blue candle's smoke soon wafted beyond the factory, and it was Bravo who got struck first since he was leading the charge. He paused for a moment, his gaze quickly losing focus. Then, without a word, he brandished his machete and turned toward Frank, lunging at him! All his men were left stunned when they saw him behaving weirdly. "What's wrong, Mr. Lambert?!" On the other hand, Frank could tell immediately from Bravo's unfocused gaze and wobbling pace that he had been poisoned. He knocked Bravo to the floor at breakneck speed while tapping the acupoints on his temples and his ears rapidly.

Body was stiff and refused to obey me. "You need to take it easy. Your body isn't coping well with being shot twice." Someone said above me. My eyelids fluttered but they refused to lift. "Water..." I barely stammered out. My throat felt like the desert. There was a shuffling beside me. Someone moving. The voices around me stopped the moment the person moved. Where was I? "Here. Drink." The voice commanded and I felt something touch my parched lips. A straw. I sucked it into my mouth and gulped the contents down.

Squall screams. With final, agonized howls, the intruders leap on the balcony’s balustrades, my Maddox still in their clutches. My scream of anguish pierces the night, echoing through the penthouse as I watch half of my life being stolen from me. Braxton, his fury unabated, with his Gammas, make one last desperate attempt to chase down the wolves, but before they can step onto the moonlit balcony, it becomes empty, the intruders vanish into the night with their precious cargo.

I stand her watch and listening to the sound of her voice as she smiles down at him. I feel these different emotions inside as I watch the two people I love most. I have everything I could ever want right here in front of me. Well, this is it. I hope you guys enjoyed the story. Thank you all for all the votes and love that you guys have shown, I really appreciate it all. Once again, thanks! A short story with Brandon and his mate has been put up (The Banished Alpha). Enjoy!

Talk about the fucking life. Neither spoke on the way up to the one hundred and fiftieth floor, while a song about running from the cops, smoking dope, and making that cash money filled the silence. By the time the elevator dinged, Amber was feeling dizzy again, but she didn’t tell Leo. She knew it wasn’t just from her exhaustion and dehydration, it was also from fear. Her heart beat more solidly in her chest as they made their way towards those black walnut doors with the golden handles.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

Zero asked again. "No," Zeva replied while shaking her head. "Then what?" Zero asked for an explanation. "I accept," Zeva finally said. After a silence that lasted for about a dozen seconds, Zero's lips curved into a perfect smile, expressing his joy at Zeva's answer. "So... today, right here at the airport, becomes an official historical witness to our anniversary as a couple, doesn't it?" Zero asked again, confirming Zeva's response with an enthusiastic tone and expression. Zeva nodded twice in response. And in the blink of an eye, her eyes widened as something suddenly touched her lips. Although it only lasted for a second, it was still felt. Zeva stood frozen, as if time had stopped, con

Her fingers closed around a heavy, jagged shard of shattered server casing. She spun around, raising the makeshift blade, but she was too slow. Subject Zero’s massive, scarred hand shot out, wrapping entirely around her throat. Isabella choked as she was violently lifted off the floor. Her legs kicked uselessly in the air. The beast’s grip was like an industrial vise, completely crushing her windpipe. She desperately jammed the jagged metal shard into the creature’s forearm, tearing through pale flesh and black veins, but Subject Zero didn't even flinch. He couldn't feel pain.

Exhaustion is taking over, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Right before my eyes close, the last thing I see is Braxius's blue-green eyes filled with love and sorrow. Except, I somehow know everything will be all right with him. That only thought is making my leaving easier, and I stop fighting the darkness. I am floating away towards total oblivion. I am having a few brief flashbacks of my short life of twenty-two years and growing up in New Jersey with Meena, my younger sister of nine months. I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history.