Dark Samus Smash Novels & Stories

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

I growled as I kicked her hand away and walked to the cages. With one hit, the padlock of the first cage broke open and I unchained the man who was hung upside down. He had a familiar scent. He was one of the wolves who had ambushed me about a month ago. He was a respected gamma in Dexter’s pack and I knew that the only way Camila could have drawn him here was by sexual appeal. Immediately the chain broke loose, he fell to the ground and didn’t rise up and that was when I realized that he was dead.

Amy tried not to let the maniacal Joker-like laughter distract her. The woman soldier ignored the pain radiating through her punctured wrist. She had another trick up her sleeve, hoping her crazed laughter would distract Amy. The soldier almost captured Amy when she pulled out her Ruger SR9 semi-automatic pistol, aiming it at Amy. But the Death Row Infantry-woman forgot to reload her magazine, which meant her gun was empty. The soldier pulled the trigger, only to hear her gun respond with a click.

Right now, she had only one thought in her mind, ‘I have to get Levian out of here alive. However, it wasn't enough. The drone hung above them through every turn, its light slicing down through the canopy and marking exactly where they were for whoever was watching. Levian forced himself upright. His hands shook as he raised the gun, but his aim didn't. “Bang!” One shot, and the drone spun out of the sky, crashing somewhere in the dark behind them in a burst of sparks. For a second, nobody breathed. Back inside the military jeep, the feed dissolved into static. Samuel cursed under his breath and dropped the tablet onto his lap. “They shot down the drone.”

The leader stands first to the right side of Samantha. "Great." Samantha claps as she rises on her feet, and claps her hands on her back as she approaches closer to them. She licks her lips and grimaces as her eyes run to their crotch. "Hmm, such nasty cocks." Her eyes suddenly flash red, as red as blood as her nails grow sharply behind her. "Now, it's showtime." That being said, Samantha swings her arms in front of them, and just before they can realise what she did to them, clamors of pain escape from their mouths.

crater of shattered reality."The conversation was a tangle of controlled hysteria. The stakes were infinitely high, and they all knew it. Sama, their greatest asset, was also their greatest risk. Her aura, an effect of her virtually unlimited psychic potential, was a storm without a lighthouse, a scream without a hush. It was the embodiment of her soul, and it was ready to kill everything."I need you to say what's happening," Sama's voice, strained and splintered, came across the intercom. "I can sense the walls of the room collapsing. It's as if my mind is splintering.""Stay with us, Sama," Dean said, his voice soft, a lifeline to hold on to in the storm. "We have an antidote. His name is

Swallowing whatever was put in her plate by the servers so as to not draw unnecessary attention, she hastily made her way to the flats that served Samar as his base these days. She found Samar inspecting a weapon in his hand. The fluidity with which he was doing it while simultaneously barking orders around, was a testimony of his expertise with them. There were already two loaded semi-automatic revolvers and their magazines faithfully nestled against both sides of his ribs, tucked in his shoulder holster. There was a faint outline of weapons at the end of his trouser legs as well. "Did you want anything, Maahi?" he asked, not really looking at her. Or stopping.

I can't use it to make her let go of me. I tapped her hands that was covering my mouth. She got so much stronger because of our trainings lately. "Stop playing around," Cool scolded before he arranged the things they brought in to the room. Sassy finally let go of me and gave me a warning glare but I just laughed it off and walked towards Cool to help him instead. "What are these?" I asked while scanning the thing they brought, it was like a small knife but it wasn't actually sharp. "This is a samad. It works like how a sword or knife does, but it can only take effect with Fantasians." He explained.

“Alpha?” Theo stepped closer, his expression dark but strangely calm. “No need to dirty your hands further. Someone else will handle her.” “Someone else?” Samantha echoed weakly, blood dripping from her lip. “Who… who could possibly—” Theo’s lips curved into a grim smile. “Someone you’re familiar with. Alpha Damian.” The words struck her like a thunderbolt. Her eyes widened in sheer horror as the color drained completely from her face. “No…” she whispered, shaking her head weakly. “No… he—he can’t be here… he can’t—”

“Then I shall make sure that you stay dead this time!” “Not today, I’m afraid,” said Sam coldly before he grabbed Jessica’s arm and pulled her roughly to her feet. “I’m just here to retrieve one of our own. Rest assured, we’ll meet again someday, Selina.” “Wait!” But it was too late, as Yuri saw Sam draw out two small black balls from within his pockets which she recognised immediately as smoke bombs which Sam threw on the ground immediately, enveloping the entire area with a thick white smokescreen.