Diamond Head Ben 10 Omniverse Novels & Stories

And today she realized indeed she looks like a 14-year-old child in front of him. “You are looking like a Humungousaur,” Swara blurted while looking towards him through the mirror. “Now, what is this Humungousaur?” Seb said being confused on which Swara with a wide grin turns towards him, and being an excited soul told him that, it was a giant alien character in Ben10 cartoons. “Little sparrow you are unbelievable seriously,” Seb said in a tone of disbelief on which Swara said nothing just gave him a wide grin with her teeth on display.

Jimmy's tears fell on his cheek, he didn't want it to end there, he refused to let such filthy creatures destroy the beautiful life he finally had. He wanted to do something but he felt too weak and tired to act, so he just rested his chin on Taegen's shoulder, smelling the nice scent of jasmine coming from his body, waiting for the dark creatures to kill them. They closed their eyes and tangled their fingers, they heard loud groans and surprisingly nothing happened after. They stayed inert long enough to realize that they were still safe and sound. Taegen carefully raised his head and widened his eyes when he saw who was standing in front of him. He gently tapped Jimmy's hand and said, "Dia

"Welcome to Rosendale. We have only a few rules here. Most of them apply to everyone, but some of them are for only extras." I nodded, my eyes fixed on him. I wondered if Valerian had felt this intimidated, this alone. I wondered if he wanted to give up, too. "First and foremost, don't use the gym while we use it. You can use it after if you find it open." I nodded. I had no intention of using the gym. "As an extra, you are Rosendale pack's equivalent of an omega, so you can't eat with us either. You can eat after we are done eating if there are any scraps remaining."

And then there was the noise, everyone had to wake up to, but couldn’t come out to it, the wail was so loud it pierced through the walls of houses and woke up residents. He ran through the bushes, his muscular arm drenched in blood, he looked over his shoulder to check up on his chasers, and oh he couldn’t even live to look back ahead as his attacker threw a sharp sword ahead, already marking their target, the sword made of silver pierced him on his neck making sure to splatter a lot of blood. the others didn’t even need to transform to feed on him, he was already dead in a matter of seconds, he was supposed to be the strongest of them all, but he failed them, right from the time he became w

I was at a loss to understand why Ben wanted to commit suicide. “Nothing will happen to him, Anne. He has already been attacked once by the silver bullet, and now the resurrection of the same has made him immune to silver. Silver is no longer a danger to him. So calm down and watch his activities quietly. He wants to show you something.” Ben’s mom consoled me by stroking me gently on my back. Ben opened the door, and the room appeared frightening from outside. I could see a ray of light emanating from one corner of the room, while the other parts of the room were hardly visible.

And the monster underneath it finally reveals itself, the Collins - series Obsidian, black, massive looking like a predator itself. Even buried under dust and grime, the shape is unmistakable. My throat tightens. “I would recognize this silhouette anywhere, “ I murmur, my voice rough has hell. “Even in hell,” I grunt out as I smash the side, which causes a dent in the side. I step closer, the front hood catches the light, and my breath stops, it's bent, a jagged misalignment, like a scar. Slowly, I reach out and press my palm against the hood.

"Mother?" "You’ve grown so beautiful," the silver brain whispered, the mass of skulls shifting with a wet, sickening crunch. "Come closer, Ivy. The Architect has done his job perfectly. It’s time for you to come home to the Hive. We’ve saved a place for your heart right next to mine." Dante’s obsidian arm let out a low, mourning chime as the flagship hit the first wave of the ocean, and the silver brain began to glow with a welcoming, terrifying light.

A growl rippled through the line. “This is our home,” I continued, my voice growing louder, steadier. “Our families. Our pack. That thing in the mist? That is not our Alpha. That is not our blood. I am your Luna. Damon is your Alpha. And we are still standing. We are all going to stand, we are all going to fight until the very end of this, no matter what is to happen.” I pointed to the creatures writhing at the treeline.

Dad asked slowly. “Just give us the Moonborn Omega, and no one would be hurt,” the voice replied, this time, somewhat calmer. Moonborn Omega? That's the story I was reading about today and it's just fiction. What in God's name is he talking about? However, tonight, everything I had known was a blur and I couldn't differentiate what was real from my imaginations anymore.

A sharp kick to my face sent me sprawling backward. My eyes burned as sand and dirt scraped against them. I gasped, my hand flew straight to my bleeding nose. “Who is your Luna?” Cynthia sneered. “I am no Luna to a useless omega.” I trembled, my body screaming in exhaustion. “Please, ma… I didn’t do anything. I am just a lowly omega.” She squatted and yanked my hair up with her fingers, dragging it so hard I felt my scalp pulling out, “An Omega that's mated to my man, my husband!” she hissed in anger before pushing my head back, “You're not innocent Omega, Daphne. Like I said earlier, I have heard about you!”