Captain Rex Battlefront 2 Novels & Stories

Thank you for being with Madison, Aleister, Mallory, Hunter, Farkas, Ahina, Roberto and everyone else! Battle of the Immortals officially signing off!

he then asked as he saw an empty lake with no souls of anyone other than them. “He is right… here!” and as he finishes his words, his sword hiding inside the ragged clothes appears and hits the guard’s face making it bleed in an instant. “You!!” Surprised by what Alex did, the pain in his face covered all around his body. His eyes feel so warm that he can feel the wind entering his nose. The cold wind makes it more sting at some point. “How dare you… you fucking shitty brat!!” And a high kick landed on his eyes making it look swollen and black.

Falling back, she closed her eyes, more blood oozing from the gash. "No, no, Tera. Tera, keep your eyes open, please. Stay awake." I shook her face, careful not to touch the weapon decorating her. "Oh God, what do I do?" I didn't know if I should pull it out myself or call for someone. But I didn't wanna leave Hades either. The men had turned into their wolves now and was giving each other the fight of their lives. Hades was the blood wolf, bigger and the strongest, but Gordon was more experienced, and what was worse was that he knew Hades' every move, every skill and every breaking point.

He got closer and leaned towards the car window after looking over his shoulder. “This must be fate. I thought I would never see you again after you left yesterday without so much as a word. Isn’t this beautiful? I had no idea that God would answer my prayer so soon, you know.” Bastard. Of course. Reyona’s eyes narrowed when she saw the logo of Ironshield security on his grey uniform. That name rang a bell. If he had that uniform on, and he was accosting her in SEA’s parking lot, then that meant…

The sound of hooves shattered the calm of the Bloodthorn courtyard, sharp against the cobblestones like rolling thunder. Soldiers froze where they stood. Whispers spread before the sight even reached them. Rowan had returned. The Beta dismounted with the slow grace of a predator, leather cloak sweeping behind him, armor marked with the scars of travel. He moved like a storm breaking into the keep, and the pack bent in instinctive deference. He had been gone too long….on missions no one dared speak of aloud. And now that he was back, the air itself seemed heavier.

Taking a deep breath in and exhaling, Rex admitted her words did seem right, but he was never one to accept defeat, he wanted both boons from both fights, staring back at the visions over the doors with renewed persistence, he noticed one odd thing that was the same in both battles, the ground had the same colour, same looking rocks and the same mountain range in the background, just from a slightly different angle, ‘They must be close to each other’ he thought staring hard between the images, quickly doing some calculating for both of the fights, in a moment, his mind was made up. “Three minutes remain for…” “I have made my decision” Rex said, cutting Fig off mid-sentence, which seemed to c

He greeted and nodded towards the person. "Morning son, you came at the right time." Carl said, beckoning to him. "This is Tau Upsilon Rex. He is one of the Fortress Guardians, a shaman and also the leader of the Upsilon group." Not seeming to understand the reason for the introduction, Jaylen just simply shook his hands. "Nice to meet you, I am Jaylen." Rex nodded at him. "I am Rex. And I have heard quite a lot about you." Jaylen grinned. “I hope they are good stuffs.”

She hadn’t seen him since, but Ryker had assured her he’d returned to his room safely. There was a faint nag in the pit of her stomach upon hearing he had decided to go back to his own room rather than staying with her, but she appreciated the blurred lines between them both at the moment and knew it was better for them to discuss things alone. Now Reid had forfeited his right to compete, the only contestants left in the Battle of the Alpha’s was River and Brielle. Jacques had let them know yesterday evening that they would be competing again today in a new challenge. With only the pair of them left in the contest, Brielle wondered how many challenges could be left. She knew there wasn’t muc

Counting these out, the room is spick and span. In the middle of the room, there’s a customized desk made of luxurious ebony. A solid-brass name plate proclaims in deep, austere letters: SEPTIMUS REX, CHIEF ASTRAL DEPORTER. Apart from this, rather curiously, the office is spartan and lacks even chairs for a visitor (not that I’d be needing any) or Septimus Rex himself to sit on.

“Relax, Alpha. I’m not here to fight.” “Then why are you here?” Lola asked, her tone sharp. “I bring a message,” he said, his voice smooth. “Tom sends his regards.” The name sent a ripple through the pack. “What does he want?” Mike growled. The stranger chuckled. “Isn’t it obvious? He wants war.” “And who are you?” Lola pressed. The man inclined his head. “Call me Vex. Let’s just say I’m an old… associate of Tom’s.” “You expect us to trust you?” Jessica asked, her daggers still drawn.