Custom Symbiote Oc Novels & Stories

“If you must know in case you ever try, your poison in fact no poison works on us. But it won’t matter to you if you’re not alive” “But you just said you need me” he stated. “Yes I need you. And after you serve your purpose I can kill you. Just like the way you killed me. A situation where I gain and you gain. Sounds fair right?” “It really doesn’t” he said. “How is it possible that poison doesn’t work on you?” “Antibodies” Sachi said. “Now tell him what you have to so we can leave”. “Thanks to you, I’ve hit rock bottom and to get back to the top I need your unique ability”.

A variety of a dozen or so tents litter the small clearing. A small group is gathered around a fire, far off to our right, on the edge of the clearing, consisting of three Omegas Cody, David and Tony, and an Elder, Alazaer. The Omegas are each holding a glass beer bottle and seem to be taking turns trying to get Alazaer to laugh. However, each time, he just raises a thick gray eyebrow at them with a blank and unamused expression on his tan wrinkled face.

Lily glanced around dramatically and poorly fake whispered, “The Lycan. “Of course he will. It’s my birthday party after all,” Fiona said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Suddenly, Fiona gasped as her hands started to tremble. Her breathing quickened to quick little pants as her eyes widened as she stared off into the crowd. I recognized that look. Fiona had found her mate. Unable to look away I watched as she rushed forward. The crowd parted for her until Fiona stood in front of a man. He was about average height, but very muscular, and quite good looking.

This was probably what everyone else saw when they gave him their omerta and pledge. Oritha would have given him her omerta, but something else held her back. She wasn’t special to Zen. In his eyes, she was like Damian too. Zen had a cruel kind of fairness, and it was painful. “Do you like the Cyborg?” she asked. Without hesitation, Zen nodded.

“We have to catch the next up, otherwise we have to Weight of the carbonium in the fuselage back into the ash swamps.” I climbed off the lookout and stood next to him. My hands always wore the scars of the thermit explosion of Omega, glitt over the new, touch-sensitive crystal fittings. They did not respond to code, but on the pressure and warmth of my fingers. “Silas!” I called through the open hatch to the bottom deck. “How does the energy substrate look? out?’ Silas' head showed up. He no longer wore dusty glasses, but a modified Monocle of star drivers, the cybernetic data directly on its retina

​ANG MGA CYBER-HOUNDS NI VANE ​Sa itaas nila, narinig ang nakakangilong huni ng mga makina. Mula sa isang stealth dropship, nag-deploy si Dr. Aris Vane ng kanyang mga bagong alagang hayop: ang Cyber-Hounds. Ang mga ito ay mga lobong binuo mula sa synthetic muscle at Precursor steel, na may kakayahang amuyin ang Hohenberg DNA mula sa layong limang kilometro.

Damian’s voice hundreds of versions telling him to submit, to breed, to break. Alex’s mind fractured further. He saw the invasion. Ships descending on Earth. Alien but familiar, Hybrids. Enhanced. The syndicate’s final evolution. Armies of clones. Armies of controlled subs and doms. Earth falling under the same mind-control wave. The artifact wasn’t just a sex toy. It was a beacon. A signal. An activator. Damian roared, fighting the illusions. He pushed off the wall, grabbed a loose metal strut, and swung it at the artifact with all his strength.

A hairline fracture spiderwebbed across the pane. "You can't run from the audit, Ethan." The double started toward us. His skin began to ripple. Not a shift. A transformation. Liquid silver flowed under his flesh, hardening into plates of organic armor. His fingers elongated into needles. "Caleb, jump!" I yelled. "With the kid? It’s ninety stories!" "The trees!" I pointed at the silver oaks growing from the streets below. "Aim for the branches! The hybrids will catch you!" "And you?"

I collapsed against a tree on the edge of the common ground heaving with sobs shaking my whole body. Of course, that’s when they showed up. A trio of bratty girls only a few ranks above me with nothing better to do than kick someone when they’re down. “Well, well, look what the cat dragged in,” one of them sneered. “Or should I say, look what dragged the cat? Heard from Sonia you’ve been spreading your Omega legs for anyone.” “Aw, are you crying?” another one mocked, putting on a fake pout. “Did your fake mate not want you and your puppy?”

I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me break. I wouldn’t give my father that victory. So I still found the strength to stand…barely, but a silent victory for me already the same. Alive. I felt Tion's gaze from the shadows long before I met gold eyes, steady as the sun, fixed on me like he couldn't decide what I was…puzzle or prey. His wolves gave him space, instinctively wary. Even Dante kept his distance. Alpha, yes. But even his pack members recognized him for what he was :feral and dangerous.