Female Mercenary Novels & Stories

She had crashed a lampstand on the therapist’s head and had gotten attached to a doll that she kept claiming was her baby. Again, fuck me for caring about Flynn in the academy. I got off the bike, tucked a strand of hair behind Lila’s ear, and kissed the top of her head. “We are not here to find a mate for you. You are only here for the fun part,” Honestly, if she were mated to anyone, I would be the one to kill him first. She was a hybrid like me and being mated to anyone in this state was dangerous for her. She drew back, stared into my eyes, and hugged me tightly.

“Fuck you. You pretend to care, but you don’t know what it’s like. You’re the perfect little hunter who got her wishes granted by being paired with the perfect mate. You get Jackson and I haven’t even found my mate yet.” “You’re angry at me because the moon goddess paired me with Jax?” “You’re fucking pathetic. Acting all innocent, like you weren’t hoping for it your whole life. Jackson is strong but gentle, fierce and loyal. He has needs that he shouldn’t have to tame for such a needy bitch. I would’ve been a better mate for him.”

The last time we sat this close, I was still calling her "Cassie" "Ms. Price," I said. "Are you aware of the position you're applying for?" The role in question was secretary to the general manager at Thompson Group's branch office—the former Price Corporation. Cassandra was still unable to control her emotions well. At my deliberate provocation, her eyes instantly welled up. I thought she would burst out crying within three seconds. Still, Cassandra was silent for two full minutes. She didn't cry at all. "Of course I do," she replied. "No one understands this company better than I do. You should be well aware of that, Mr. Thompson."

He could not help but feel a little angry. Immediately afterward, he said arrogantly, “Ten Thousand Armies is a mercenary organization that has gathered all of the top mercenaries in the world together. Many of our soldiers are soldiers who have served in the special forces in their countries. More than half of Hamed’s soldiers are illiterate. So, how can this possibly be the same thing? The difference between these two is even bigger than the difference between the United States and Zimbabwe!”

she argued, feeling her face grow hot with anger. Maya Fallon. The emergency name. A name used by the female Slayers when faced with any instance where they risked their identity. The name would immediately flag up on the Guild's system, and the guild would assist immediately. Jake will have called or messaged with the situation, so the Guild was very for the search for medical records and would have had something prepared. This was something she never thought she'd have to use. She was always so careful. She appreciated the safety net, but she saw it as a failure to have to use it.

she let the man kiss her cheeks "how have you been?" "I have been okay, and you?" Asked the tall, light gray haired man, with dark brown eyes, he looked so young even with his gray hair and people who doesn't know him will never know that he is Marcus Boron, the current chairman of the MavinTech. "I'm fine Marcus. Where is Natasha? I haven't seen her this evening." "Oh, she left to make sure that he will be showing up today. He did promise her he will though, she just wants to confirm it."

he revealed. "Tonia is dangerous" Sophie murmured. "We can't trust her in anything. That's like giving her a chance to take on us again" she scoffed. "Hi" Greer called David's attention. "You have seen this demon in woman's form, in action. Can you kindly tell her, no one can be more dangerous?" he breathed in deep. "You don't know who Tonia is, she was once a goddess" Sophie retorted in anger. "Goddess are merciful and considerate as far as I know. But demon's second name is ruth with less. Ruthless" he emphasized.

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

“There is little gain for the Stewarts aside from a solidified border, and these are mercenaries, highly skilled and ruthless so it will be a hard-fought battle.” “Mercenaries? Have they taken over or is father paying them?” “I only know that is who they are expected to battle with. I think it would be better to avoid any fighting, don’t you? Many lives will be lost if it comes to that. As strong and skilled as they are, men think with their swords first, but it is not always the wisest option. Women work differently, don’t we? Physical strength is not our most prominent quality. The women of Sinclair can make a much cleaner sweep with much less risk. You yourself must stay hidden at all tim

"Mercer gave me a vessel that cannot break, cannot bleed, and cannot die." She takes a predatory step forward, the artificial joints of her star-metal frame clicking softly against the grating. Every movement she makes radiates an aura of cold, calculating cruelty, stripped of any lingering human fragility she once possessed. The dark magic humming beneath her porcelain skin pulses in rhythmic unison with the factory's alarms, tying her very existence to the beating heart of Mercer's industrial war machine. I tighten my grip on my daggers, my knuckles whitening as I stare into the eyes of the monster who murdered my mother and nearly destroyed Daryl.