Draw The Squad 2 Novels & Stories

“Good. Make sure to monitor the rest of the island and to look for any suspicious activity. Squad 1-A will be joining you from now on.” The four of us flinched, hearing the name of our squad. I looked at Gabriella and they were already staring at us. She didn’t look scary or intimidating, but she had this cold stare that looks like she doesn’t want us. “I’m Red Quinscity, leader of the squad. Pleased to meet you,” I introduced and extended my hand.

They liked the idea of filling in the shoes of ancient beings. "I'll take Gryphon," said Sunflower. "I've always liked the whole lion and eagle vibe." "Should we name Grizz' squadron for him?" asked a squad leader. "We could name it cockatrice. Loud, obnoxious, has a death stare…" "Anyone gonna claim Thunderbird?" said another squad leader. "If not, my squadron's taking it." The three squadrons quickly decided on Roc, Gryphon, and Thunderbird. If Grizz' and his lackey's squadrons joined them, they were free to choose their own.

I moved behind him, stretched my arms up high, and let the tie slip open, deliberately exposing my heavy tits and shaved pussy. I offered to bring snacks and asked for help carrying everything. Drew immediately volunteered. As we walked to the kitchen, I left my robe completely open. Drew’s eyes devoured my body. He told me I had an incredible figure, then reached out and started groping my tits, squeezing them together before sucking hungrily on one of my nipples.

Ghosts or not, there was no way I was turning down that pay. "Is your in-game currency the same as the living world?" I asked. "Don't worry," she said. "We go through Aether Bank. It's connected to all major banks, so you can send it directly to your account." I relaxed. "Perfect." "The instance runs once a week. The ghosts arrive a few hours before the players, and that's when you do the makeup." She handed me a stylish wrist device. "This is a summoning device. When it lights up, bring your makeup kit and come to work."

“You’ve been telling me how for years.” Dima shook his head, but there was a flicker of reluctant amusement in his eyes. “At least take a full team,” he said. “You’re not walking into a Siren port with just me and a prayer.” Kael’s gaze slid over the roster hovering in his HUD. He marked names without speaking them—men and women who’d seen enough ugly not to flinch, not so tied to the tower that their absence would scream. “Four,” he said. “Plus you.”

Could he be any more obvious? I jogged and caught up with them. “By the way, where are the other squads?” I asked Niko as I fell beside him but Resha answered my query instead. “They are on secure and recovery duty,” Resha replied, turning to face me. “Adonis’ squad is securing the southern border in case the girl tries to escape and Kyra’s squad is planted in the surrounding area where the girl was spotted in case we need any backup or extraction,” she put up two of her fingers beside her face and nudged them forward, “We are the strike team, the go team.”

"Make your own team. Unless you’re scared." The pack chuckled, and Lupin waved a hand. "Go ahead, pick your squad." "I’ll take the beta," Dahlia said confidently. A burly guy with shaggy hair stepped forward, towering over her. She glanced up at him, unimpressed. "Let’s see what you’ve got." Romo extended his hand, and Dahlia shook it with a smirk. “Good choice,” Lupin said, then they quickly picked their teams. “Alright, gather your squad and figure out your strategy. You’ve got five minutes.”