Conquered By Clippy Novels & Stories

@dog_food_cicada__ : "I'm not lying you suspicious fuckers… I'm a glitch hunter. I was on this hunt… and I swear to god this hunt was the most freakish hunt of my life… One thing I've learned is to never mess with these guys. Everyone in this team is a goddamn freak… They not only tricked 150 hunters but they also fought and stood their ground until the end… 7 vs 150… can you fucking imagine? Even members of the top clan couldn't do shit against them. Every time we thought we had them, they would pull some trick and get away. I feel like I'm praising them too much for screwing with us… but these fuckers are beyond insane and deserve a medal for the insanity they pulled in this hunt." ~FFathe

I asked in return. "Anyway joor, just give me the full gist abeg." "Okay. The most important thing you need to know is that I didn't get the contract." "Why na? I thought you said you had everything under control? What happened then?" "A devil and his assistant happened." "All this half half gist, I don't like it oo, just tell me all that happened." How do you tell your kid sister who sees you as a demigod that you were outsmarted by another being.

Cliff was stunned for a moment. Noticing that Marlin had fallen over, Cliff said, “How dare you hit my cousin! I won’t let you go for this!” Upon saying that, he immediately ran over and attacked Adrian with the twenty subordinates. Instantly, the sound of muffled grunts was heard. Adrian swiftly defeated Cliff and the others, and they fell to the ground. Spurt! Cliff clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He flipped over and looked at Adrian in a daze. He began to fear Adrian’s strength.

Lawrence asked with a breezy smile. "Are you sure about that, Mr. Clarkson Senior?" "I am." Felix became even more hesitant now. "Do it, Mr. Aguilar! Just bet on the Primordium Pill. I shall win the southern region of the northern frontier for the Dominion Vanguard today!" Clay declared.

No ow dared speak or opposed the great alpha beast. The beta knew then and there that he’d lost this fight.as he feels a crumbling defeat, he knew then he’d been caught. And he was in a whole lot of doomed trouble.

"Remember what they took from us, daughter. Remember why we are here." "I remember everything. Every single detail." "Good. The Rogue King expects results. Do not disappoint me." The crystal went dark, leaving me alone in the silence. I moved to the window and stared out at the pack lands that were once my home. Somewhere out there, Marcus's real killer was sleeping peacefully, thinking their secrets were safe. They were wrong. By the time I was finished, this entire pack would be ash and memory. Starting with their precious Alpha.

He looked at the clown and said, “Right.” He asked the clown, “What’s your real reason for invading my territory?” The clown with an unchanging expression replied, “Because I want to annihilate the first defense of all werewolves.” “Why us? Why the black wolf’s clan first?” The clown shook her index finger at him. “No. Just you.” Austin pointed at himself. “Me?” “Yes. Just you.” “Why?” “Because without you, your black wolves are useless.” “How dare you!” spouted Austin.

“When he does he will kill all of you and save me.” She scoffs, clapping her hands. “Shhh! Los Angeles might be his turf but here,” she says looking around the mansion dramatically. “This is my turf and no one steps in without my approval.”

They won, they enforced pack law, but as Thomas uncoils the heavy silver whip from his belt, none of them look victorious, they look like men watching their own house burn from the inside. See? Kia’s mythic voice echoes deep in my mind, low, dark and vengeful, they are all cattle, power is all that matters. Give me a day or two with them, I'll drag them to hell with us, give me a chance. But the silver whip cracks through the air. WHAP. It slams across my back, heat explodes in its wake across my shoulders, tearing through my uniform, scorching straight into my flesh. My breath hitches, but i force my jaw closed, i don't give Thomas a sound, i don't give the crowd my tears either.

Tribiano’s warriors rallied behind him, their spirits lifted by his sudden resurgence. The enemy, realizing they had underestimated the pack’s resolve, tried to regroup, but it was too late. Alex was relentless, leading the charge to free the elders and push the invaders back. With a final, thunderous roar, Alex struck down the last of the enemy’s commanders, leaving the rest of them in disarray. The battle was over, and victory belonged to Tribiano.