Novel & Cerita Collector Hero

"We aren't here to harm you. We are here to repossess the heir." Colette shielded Julian with her own body, her elderly hands trembling slightly, but her voice ringing with fierce, unyielding defiance. "You will have to step over my corpse to touch him!" "As you wish," the mercenary snarled, tightening his finger on the trigger. BANG! Before the mercenary could fire, a sleek, devastating 9mm round tore through the mercenary's ceramic shoulder plate, spinning him around with immense kinetic force. "Colette! Get down!"

But I heard nothing. Our team, the Mountain Hawk, stood frozen for a second, and then they screamed at the top of their lungs. We won… Just like in the previous life, we won. But the glory didn’t belong to Zack Hayes. Nor did it go to Evan Sterling or Kaelen Thorne. It went to Jonah Shepherd. Whose career as a winger finished after he left university in the past life. He never ever held glory, and tonight, he was smiling so widely and brightly with tears in his eyes.

Said the Commander. “Wha – Only one?!” “Really?!” The whole Squad 44 didn’t believe it. The wire is pulled up, and someone is landing on the Aerodactyl’s dead body so hard making the dust blown to the air. “Greetings, Squad 44! Your back up has come.” said that stranger. “Ah, I remember! The only Herrscher that known as strong as one squad!” That stranger pulled out the spear and suddenly transform to a blade.

Colter suddenly felt heavy and his vision twirled badly, they had injected something in him but he did not know what. “What the fuck…” he whispered as the enemies closed in on him, his vision slowly darkened as he thought of everyone. King Malik. Gian. Flora. Queen Regina. Tessa. Vida. With a burst of anger and adrenaline, he suddenly gave out a roar of anger and charged into them. He had managed to grab one of them by the hems of their clothes and slammed them violently into the concrete. The fake human let out a gasp as blood spurted from his mouth, but Colter did not care, he lifted up his foe in the air once more and shot him towards the other attackers.

“She’s a lot stronger than most give her credit for.” “Kota,” Kolby said standing next to her new brother. He looked down at her, she was worried also, she was hugging her stuffy like her life depended on it. “Here’s one of her shirts you can hold onto it.” She handed him a pink shirt that said, Warrior Princess. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “Thank you Kolby.” He inhaled his mate’s scent and Diesel slowly let her scent help him relax. “How long do these missions usually take?” Connor asked.

I saw the blacksmith, Ewan’s father, reaching for a hammer that was turning into mist. "Stay with the earth!" I shouted at them, my voice laced with the Sovereign Sight. "Don't let go of the stone!" As I reached the steps of the Cathedral, the violet light intensified. Standing in my way was a figure I hadn't seen since the first battle at the border. It was a Collector. Not a Grey-Walker or a Liquidator, but one of the Shop’s true enforcers, a creature twelve feet tall, draped in armor made of crushed ledgers, wielding a scythe tipped with a shard of the Void.

They wore a dark cloak that obscured their features, and in their hands, they held a staff that pulsed with sickly green light. "There you are," the figure said, their voice neither male nor female but ancient and cold. "The last Silvercrest. Come with me peacefully, and I will call off the attack. Resist, and everyone here dies." Korra stood slowly, the pendant burning hot against her skin. "Who are you?" "I am the Collector," they said simply. "And I have been searching for you for a very long time." The staff pulsed brighter, and suddenly, Korra couldn't move. Magic wrapped around her like invisible chains, pulling her forward step by step.

Collier said ingratiatingly, “I’m a dog, not human. Of course, I have no shame, Kaze. “To be honest, I don’t hate you for killing my father. “I just wish I was there to do the dirty work for you.” It was a ridiculous statement to make. Hannah scoffed in disdain. Despite being a man of great influence, Newell sadly had an incompetent son. Competence was not something that ran in the family. Kaze narrowed his eyes. He was going to have Hannah kill Collier as a test of loyalty. Collier’s groveling and shameless behavior changed Kaze’s mind. Hannah was labeled one of the most promising members of the Viper’s Den. The Viper Queen even granted her the Nether Viper Sword before.

I cursed and stepped into the window of the building. Yah! You're not spider man, fuvker! It's the third floor you'll jump to! Noella snorted on the line. "Fuck it! It's up to Batman," I said and jumped completely. ROSE! I heard Noella shouted. “Fuck!” Dela Merced yelled in shock, then his eyes got bigger when he saw me. "Come on!" I cursed again while feeling my leg sprained by the force of the fall. Fvck it, Rose! You, bitch!

—the stolen histories of a thousand fallen civilizations. ​In the center of the ship was the Collector, a being that looked like a thousand mirrors stitched together. Every mirror showed a different version of a "Failed Vane." ​"You... are... 'Un-Scripted'..." the Collector hissed, the mirrors on its body spinning. "You have no... 'Data-Value'. Why... do you... 'Resist'?" ​"Because we’re the 'Trash' of the universe," Leo said, his white eyes flaring. "And we’re tired of being collected."