Drax X Mantis Novels & Stories

His black hair cascaded down his shoulders, his eyes were icy and calculated, and there was a cruel smirk playing at his lips as he looked at the pair. “Ah, the lovebirds reunited,” he said, his voice smooth and mocking. “Touching.” Neither Serena nor Alexandro replied. Maeron approached Alexandro and studied him. “You’re stronger than I expected,” he said thoughtfully. “Even under silver. Remarkable.” “Let me out, and I’ll show you what remarkable really means,” Alexandro growled. Maeron chuckled. “I’m sure you would. But you’re too valuable to waste in a direct fight.”

Jonathan said smiling and pointed the pistol from his side He points it at Akira and at the same time Akira asks Azrael for help as he cries in fear. "A-azrael help me I don't want to die please" "Don't worry because I won't let anything happen to you" Azrael replied “Don't touch him, Jonathan, I am your opponent, not him. He doesn't know anything about it! ” Azrael shouted and stood up as he struggled. Jonathan's men immediately stepped on Azrael and knocked him down. It started to strangle Azrael as well as it did to seraphine. Gradually, the two lost their breath when the window suddenly shattered at the same time as the man who was strangling Azrael fell.

Zin Zier, with a strong intent to kill, climbed onto the head of the dark dragon. "Even though I cannot become a dragon like my husband, I can use all my strength to destroy this world with him. War Queen Transformation!" Xin Zier's body glowed and a giant golden figure with a spear and armor covering her body stood on top of the black dragon. The figures of the black dragon and the war queen made many eyes stare in awe, because the forms of the husband and wife were so powerful and the pressure of the two seemed to resonate simultaneously.

He hadn't been near her in his human state, so they had no idea how he would react. Would his wolf demand to be set free? They'd hoped to have this meeting in a more private setting for this exact reason, but now it was out of their control. Delores opened the door, and the red-haired woman strode in. She came to an abrupt halt when she saw Brodi and Finn standing with her boss. One man had dark, almost black hair and golden eyes unlike anything Liv had ever seen. They were striking. The other man, however, commanded the room. He was huge, towering over both of the other men. He was dressed like most of the locals in a long-sleeve, button down shirt and jeans but the rest of him was anything

Blood that hadn’t dried yet. I turned before the others did. He stepped through the main arch like he owned the path under his feet. Ronan Draxmere. Bloodpine heir. Alpha-bred in the most brutal fucking forest left on the continent. And he was wearing our colors. The base uniform clung to him like it had been tailored directly onto his frame. Black high-collared coat, white shirt open just enough to flash his collarbones, storm-gray combat slacks, heavy black boots worn in at the soles. His cloak swept behind him as he walked, forest green with silver thorn embroidery curling along the lining—but it looked wrong on him. Too civilized. Too neat. His belt carried twin sheaths and a folded cord

He turned to the station and picked up the phone and dialled a number. “Whoa,” Marcus whispered, “Did you see his eyes? I’ve never seen a faerie like that before?” I grinned at his wonder as he stared at the poor guard, who was trying to ignore the fact he was being talked about. I smiled an apology at the guard. “The dracinites are an amazing warrior species,” I said. “Their skin is also made of scales so strong that blades and even guns are useless to them. And they don’t just see in the dark. They see everything as clearly as they do in the day.” Marcus’ eyes widened, and he stared at the guard in excitement. The guard puffed out his chest at my description and recognition of his skills.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

Two Years Later Ryker Lora came home a few weeks ago and told me that Drax was alive along with Aidan and Ty, they have been back a few years now and he currently has a new identity. I was in shock at it all and didn't know what to say or think, I was just happy as she was telling the truth. He goes by Drake Valmore these days and has a security business that is one of the top businesses in the supernatural realm. She told us what Lily had said about them taking revenge on all those who were involved in their murder and we needed to talk to them as we were on their hit list, Drax had a photogenic memory, and seeing us there, he would think we betrayed him and in a sense, we did. We also lear

Though Luc had used the Red Spider and became a monster, Tyr had not needed to use much strength to defeat him. Meanwhile, Tyr could feel Black Mantle’s energy, and he seemed way stronger than Luc. Looking at the blood-covered Tyr, Dhrishit could not help but walk forward with his katana and say, “Boss, let me do it.” Dhrishit had a fair chance of defeating Black Mantle. Black Mantle was indeed strong, but as the old Nemesis’ strongest member, Dhrishit was no pushover. “No!” Tyr shook his head. “Let me do it.”

“Hey human, I guess you’re having a death wish!” The humanoid mantis creature gritted his teeth and stared at Lucas while saying it. Lucas shook his head instead and lifted a finger with a demonic aura surrounding it. Swoosh! Following a wind-cutting sound appearing, the Rank 7 Earth Honorable Humanoid Mantis was dead. Lola was flabbergasted. She knew for sure Lucas was stronger than the humanoid mantis creature but did not expect the humanoid mantis creature to be dead in an instant when she was not even in time to have a clear vision of it.