Cranium Command Buzzy Novels & Stories

“But I got here first! Winning!” Zane zapped another, guy dropped twitching. “Winning? You’re bleeding everywhere, idiot!” Caius’s drone dropped flashbangs from above. Bright lights. Screams. “Focus! Book’s that way!”

ZURI POV "Oh my God," Krystal whispers she sees a Mangog for the first time. "How is he so calm," she whispers and I shrug while watching the red beast. "I don't know. This one is the second one out there, and this one is bigger than the first. The other champion ran around the mangog until he found an opening to slice its throat," I explain, and Krystal shudders. Commander Burk begins to approach the creature with his arms and face completely relaxed. The Mangog doesn't even turn around. Its eyes just look from side to side. It seems lost.

My voice cracked. “We’ll never know that unless we—” The sound of glass shattering filled our ears. I raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Don’t worry, it’s the neighbour next door, He’s always either breaking stuff or yelling at someone, it can be really annoying sometimes.” Jared muttered and his lios pursed in a line for the millionth time that day. “I’ll go check it out to ensure it’s not something serious though.” He added as he stood up and walked out the door,

These brothers will be the death of her. __________________________________________ (Song) “What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in, and you kicking me out You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you…….”

Yes he's rich,he can afford to buy those designer clothes wizzy wears. "Babe why is the music so loud",dami heard a voice from upstairs accompanied with some footsteps .Dami was so sure he heard a voice. He immediately stopped the music. Babe? Why is the music so loud? And where did that come from? He immediately thought of dropping his cup of coffee on table that was in the middle of his large sitting room and in between his majesty looking couches. He did so.

You don’t fucking threaten that. “The fuck he is! Leave it with me, don’t go to work, don’t leave the apartment and make sure you have solid locks put on your door. I will speak to my Prez and we will make sure you are safe.” “Prez?” “Yeah, I’m in a biker club, my president is called Ink. He’s a good man, he will help you.” “Ok, thank you Ryan.” “It’s Buzz, call me Buzz, yeah?” I told her. “Sure, thanks Buzz.”

~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump ~ba-dump A strange reaction occurred, and the tumor started pulsating like a heavy-duty generator. Its life-force suddenly increased like an explosion. Its tentacles swirled like crazy. The newborn stopped falling and all beasts starting howling like crazy. Creed let go of the tumor. He fell from above, Lin caught him mid-air and put him on his back, and ran away. "How much time before it explodes?" Lin asked him. "3 minutes," Creed hinted an urgency, "In two minutes, we need to make it waste its entire life force."

She turned her massive, jagged head toward the nearest heat signature. Barzil. The Commander was still on his knees. His breathing was shallow, a rhythmic hitching in his chest. His skin was pale. He looked up at her. He reached out with a trembling hand. "Neoma?" His voice was a dry rasp. She snarled. It was not the low-frequency rumble of the Pack. It was a high-pitched, electronic shriek. It was the sound of the Void corrupted by a thousand years of biological decay. She did not track her mate with her retinas. She tracked a caloric source.

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added one of the soldiers. The colonel's eyes squinted. Suddenly he felt itchy on his arms and legs. Without further ado, he swiped the crawling creature with his hand, cursing. It fell down on the floor, moved, and tried to fly away but the Colonel was swift. He stumped on it, flattening it with his boot, its fluid oozed out under his sole. Feeling triumphant, he ordered his men. “OK, let's get on with it.”