Clone Trooper Kix Novels & Stories

Damon I was here in a pack named the Silver Pack, which was located fifty meters away from my pack. My mate was beside me as I stared around the place with a weird feeling creeping under my skin. I'm here for a meeting in this room. The meeting had been scheduled months ago, and at that time I hadn't met Cynthia. I met her when I was investigating the incident that had happened to me where I had lost my memory. I knew that me bringing her here was nothing since she had been made the Luna of my pack. I was happy that I had made her the Luna of my pack.

No wonder these two were hopping like rabbits on each other, the very first day when they met each other here, in this pack land. “Plus you were mopping about some fucking Timz whom we could never trace. We were always chasing some fucked up red herring. I am pretty sure you banged your fucking head on a rock and imagined the whole fucked up thing. I have never heard of a 10 year old, bald headed girl before and that too with some fucking tattoo,” Xeon huffed. Kyler's eyes narrowed and he slapped his Beta's head from the back. “She is Timz, asshole,” he revealed while pointing the back of his thumb towards me, making Xeon drop his jaw.

“Joanna and Piper witnessed it. They reported that the Luna was talking to someone in the tree line. She did not approach the tree line. She turned to come back to the Alpha House and four men came out of the trees. One hit her and three tackled the Kunisada before she had time to shift. Troi fought and killed two of the men, but the remaining two were able to take the Luna. The Kunisada was badly hurt, and the two men disappeared with the Luna.” I didn’t bother to fight Dex anymore. I let him have control and he shifted with a roar, racing out of the arena. I had been on border patrol when all of this had happened, and my captain had found me beginning my training in the arena, obli

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

His gun skitters across the floor, out of reach. The doorway fills with men. Black tactical gear. Gas masks. Reaper patches. And leading them, stepping over the debris with his cane... Kyros. He looks at Drakon, slumped against the wall. He looks at me, lying in a pool of blood and sweat. He looks at the crying infant in Dr. Vane's hands. Kyros smiles. "Perfect timing," he says.

A rogue is nearby or something died and is rotting. We looked at Gix and his blue eyes looked past us. We followed his gaze. Troy turned human and he was looking at us. “What rogue smells like this?” Troy asked and we looked ahead of ourselves again. We became human again. I am in control. Naturally, everyone was shocked at seeing me fully clothed. “It can go both ways. Something died or an old rogue is nearby,” I explained and looked at Gix. Troy walked over, hiding his private part from us all by holding his hand in front of it.

Trapped in a desperate climb as our home collapsed around him, Kedrick stood strong. "Hey, Jax?" he inquired. "I don't think I'm gonna make it, so I might as well make this count. With that, the Exodus turned. With a mighty roar, Kedrick charged forward at the closest Zephyrus. Rockets tore the front of the mech apart as Kitt relentlessly moved up the slope of the tower, hammering at his foes all the while. "You want to end this?" Kitt shouted, screaming at nobody. "Let's end this!"

“I did it?” “You controlled it,” he said simply. “And that is everything.” Kyan appeared at the edge of the clearing, leaning lazily against a tree. “You’re making me look bad,” he said, though I could see the admiration flickering behind his grin. I rolled my eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself.” Twix chuckled, shaking his head. “You’ll learn, Kyan. Frostfire is not something to show off. It is a responsibility.”

"Proof of what." "That I was still human. After a job, sometimes—" He picked up his coffee, took a sip, set it back down. "You come back. Your hands are clean. But you can still feel it. The residue. And you need to know that you can touch someone without hurting them. That your body still works the way it's supposed to. So you find someone. Anyone. You don't stay the night. You don't leave a number. You don't think about them again."

It was just strange that he was submitting to me without me doing more than shove him into a tree. “He’s part of our pack, Luna,” a familiar voice called out. “Why are you calling her Luna?” Alex questioned out of breath. Alex is here? I turned my head and looked behind me. Trooper Bryant stood, though not in uniform, with all his piercings and arm tattoos on display. Next to him, trying to catch his breath, was Alex. “I told you to stay back at the house, boy. Are you deaf or just too dumb to do what a trooper tells you?” Bryant rolled his eyes.