Bucky Yelena 소설 & 이야기

Alpha Leonidas agreed that he would send a few of his pack members to go looking for Eros in the Center, Ryker would also send a few of the Ethereal members to help. Young Seb would come with us once we managed to locate Eros/Ares but he would be accompanied by his sister, a pack warrior named Yelena. Young Seb didn’t look happy being babysat by his sister but Alpha Leonidas’ words had been final. It was either Yelena or Beta Adler and of course, Young Seb would prefer his sister rather than the grumpy Beta.

Yelena Surrey, who was in the crowd, has an extremely awful expression. She initially thought that Harvey was just an ordinary rich second generation. She never expected that there was more to it than that. He was indeed quite capable of having Tim Zepeda and Yaron Quick backing him. Nonetheless, in Yelena’s mind, the Surrey family was still the most influential in Buckwood High School. This was a forbidden terrain where even the tigers had to crouch, and the dragon had to coil! Yelena immediately dialed a phone number when she thought of this. “Father, there’s someone here who is supporting that little b*tch, Xynthia, and even invited Tim Zepeda and Yaron Quick, the number one and number tw

Climbing up to the second floor, he peeped into the window and almost missed a step. For he saw a young lady doing yoga, dressed in form-fitting clothes that accentuated her perfect figure. A stunning woman with flawless facial features... She was… wait a minute… she was Zendaya, one of the most famous celebrities right now! As Alex’s gaze fixated on her, an angry voice came from below. “Who are you? Get down now!”

Athena cared about nothing; she saw Azazel as nothing but a big nasty bully. She had saved many of her friends from bullying before, but now she is a victim; the only difference is that she could fight back earlier, as she had her father’s support, but now she is an orphan, so keeping quiet was her best chance. Her tears flowed unknowingly. She now started to understand the police officer’s words. “Don’t cry, Thena,” Narcissa wiped Athena’s tears. “I am here; so is Tris” Narcissa looked at Tristan standing far away. She didn’t know how to react but nodded.

Elaina didn't know if she should laugh or not at the fact she was actually annoying an omnipotent being. "I joined the brethren at the age of twenty one and swore my loyalty and life to them and that girl. It was from then on that I began training to be a prime warrior worthy of calling myself a hero. I became good friends with that girl, getting to know her day by day. Since everyone else was afraid of her due to the fact she had the blood of the dark no one else wanted to be around her." Ezra stopped long enough to give a sad smile. "It was when she turned twenty one that the first attacks from the sky began to take place. Before then it was nothing more than little skirmishes here a

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

Elena simply looked down at Hera’s body whom they still haven’t noticed, thinking hard how she could prove her identity without her suffering the same fate the other warriors had been subjected to. However, her thought had been interrupted when a cold whip coiled around her waist. Confused, she looked up and found herself facing an angry Yara. Her well-tied hair was ruffled and burnt. There were reddish blotches all over her skin, but aside from her swollen lips and bleeding elbow, she appeared to be pretty well-kept.

Elena Valentine emerged slowly from the fog. Half of her face was horribly burnt, and one eye had turned white. ​"Did you think Lucas Smith could save you?" Elena gave a raspy laugh. "He was just a pawn. You were our real target. With the blood running through your veins, we will create thousands of super-soldiers. And what is inside that golden box is the new god of this world."

In the center, suspended in a massive, upright cylinder of pulsing serum, was the woman Maya had only seen in grainy photos and holograms. Elena Vance looked like she was sleeping. Her hair floated around her in the liquid like a halo of dark silk. Tubes and wires were connected to her spine, her arms, and her throat. She wasn't a person; she was a biological engine, her heartbeat a rhythmic thud that vibrated through the floor. "Mother..." Maya whispered, walking toward the tank. "Maya, stay back!" Lucian warned, his eyes darting toward the armed guards who were frantically trying to secure the chamber.