Do The Unsullied Have Balls Novels & Stories

“Fire! Terminate the male! Subdue the female now!” The remaining sixteen soldiers opened fire. A hail of high-velocity, pulsing blue plasma rounds rained down upon us. I threw my arms out, creating a massive, rotating shield of solid darkness that absorbed the bullets, the kinetic energy vibrating through my bones until my ears began to bleed. I couldn’t hold it forever. I was protecting both of us, and my body was reaching its absolute structural limit.

Lucian Sterling's feral instincts violently overtook human biology. He didn't raise his rifle to return fire. He completely abandoned the offensive. The apocalyptic King violently swept Zara off her feet, diving flawlessly behind the heavy, reinforced oak and steel base of the UN broadcast terminal. He pinned her securely to the marble floor, his towering, ballistic armored frame forming an impenetrable, physical vault over her back and stomach. His pitch black eyes were consumed by a terrifying, desperate madness, waiting for the deafening roar of fifty rifles to tear the room apart.