Clone Wars Slick Novelas e Histórias

Bang-bang-bang. The clones didn't dodge. They flowed. They moved around the bullets with minimal effort, like water parting around a stone. Marcus opened up with his heavy machine gun. "Eat lead!" The Cerberus unit split. Two clones engaged Jack, pressing him with a flurry of coordinated blade strikes that forced him entirely on the defensive. The third clone sprinted at Marcus. It was a slaughter. The clone ducked under Marcus's swing, swept his legs, and kicked the massive soldier across the room. Marcus hit the wall with a bone-crunching thud, his armor cracking.

The moon hung tall within the sky, casting a spooky gleam over the front line. The sounds of growls, snarls, and the clash of teeth and claws stuffed the air as the Bloodstone pack fought fearlessly in opposition to the rival wolves. Clara stood next to Marcus, her powers surging as she blasted wave after wave of energy at their enemies. "Liam, take the left flank!" Marcus commanded, his voice carrying over the chaos. "We need to hold them off!"

"But I'm glad that we were able to talk things through and avoid any more bloodshed." I nodded, still trying to process the revelation. Who could have wanted us dead so badly that they would resort to sabotage? And why? As we sat in stunned silence, Derek spoke up again. "Ava, I want you to go with some of my warriors to the Golden Claw Pack. Take gifts for the alpha, and extend an olive branch. I want to end this fight between our packs once and for all." I looked at Jake, who nodded in agreement. "That's a great idea, Derek," he said. "We can work together to find out who's behind the sabotage and put an end to it."

I grabbed my helmet, my stick, and took a deep breath but as I moved toward the door, a shoulder suddenly slammed right into mine. Yasmine. She glared down at me with her face behind her helmet, “Don't mess this up, Trixie. If anything goes wrong out there, you know exactly whose fault it’s going to be.” I immediately shoved my shoulder right back into hers, hard enough to make her stumble a bit, and pulled my helmet over my head. “Watch where you're going, captain,” I muttered, marching past her. The moment I stepped out of the tunnel, the crowd and the lights hit me, completely overwhelming my senses. My head spun for a second as the volume of the roaring fans washed over me, and I got bum

“Show them my queen. Clara smiled, her amber eyes shifting into brilliant white-gold starlight. She raised her free hand, tapping into her ancestral Dragon Core. "Marcus," Clara commanded smoothly. "Activate one hundred hard-light drones. Maximum difficulty." Marcus hesitated for a second over the console, then pressed the override key. SHRRRRRRR-ROOOM! The projection pillars flared with terrifying intensity. One hundred crimson Void-Swarm drones materialized in a tight, deadly swarm above the coliseum floor, their simulated anti-matter weapons charging to full capacity as they dove directly toward Dominic and Clara at supersonic speeds! Dominic didn't even draw his obsidian sword.

"I don't concern myself with whether collateral damage deserves what happens to it, Jace. I concern myself with outcomes." "Collateral damage." I repeated the words, horror crawling up my spine at how easily he'd said them, how completely he'd stripped Ariana down to nothing but an obstacle in his calculations. "She's a person. Not a chess piece you get to sacrifice whenever it's convenient for your plans."

"Camilla, you chose your own path. And those wolves… You ruined them yourself. You insisted on using your so-called comforts to strip away their claws. Once they lost their strength, of course, they’d treat you like currency to stay alive. Isn’t that only natural?" Camilla opened her mouth, ready to scream back, but before she could, the three former royal heirs had already stepped forward. They looked at the powerful army of wolves behind me, their eyes filled with jealousy and fear. Knowing they had no chance in a direct fight, the three of them exchanged a glance and made their decision. Without warning, they lunged forward together, targeting Cael at the front. Midair, I saw the glint of

Good. It knows my weapons. It knows my heat, my speed, the angle of my blade, the way I turn rage into forward motion. It does not know Sarah. Sarah lets her body go suddenly slack. The clone holding her adjusts for dead weight. Just a fraction. Sarah bites its wrist. Hard. Not tactical. Not elegant. Human teeth through synthetic skin. The clone looks down. Renn throws the blade. It spins badly because her arm is half-numb. That is why it works.

Cassian's pov “You will have to get through me,” I hiss standing in front of Maya. I didn't come all this way just to have her defiled under my watch. The men step forward evil grins on their faces. My finger goes just above the trigger ready to take them out, and if they dare shoot I will be Maya's bulletproof. My heart thuds inside my chest with every step they take guns in their hands ready to attack on my account. The front door swings open harshly, and Holden and my men come dashing in guns blazing.

I slam my head into his snout and bite down hard on his throat. I release Villie and whip around to see Jorin still fighting Tarik. With a savage twist, Jorin slams Tarik into the ground. The impact sends a dull thud through the earth beneath my paws. Tarik snaps at him again, but Jorin’s faster. He rears back and sinks his teeth into Tarik’s throat, holding there, unrelenting.