Galactic Rangers Novels & Stories

National Guard Humvees and armored vehicles had set up layers of roadblocks, but beyond the roadblocks were even more, even more frenzied "enemies." The "Ragnarok" bounty was now in effect. Hundreds upon hundreds of armed men—street gangs, retired mercenaries, lunatics wielding fire axes—all roared with greedy rage upon seeing the pink armored vehicle (highlighted on the wanted poster)! “It’s them! It’s Jack Sterling!” “Immortal! Grab him!” “Bang! Bang! Bang!” Bullets rained down on the armored vehicle’s bulletproof glass, creating a dense clanging sound. “They’re insane!” Ben Carter stared in horror at the horde rushing towards them like zombies outside the window.

Two of the four Rangers still standing, out of the five who had first surrounded Reyland’s guards, moved toward the giant wolf. One of the remaining Rangers surrounding Reyland’s guards went down as the less injured Lightmoon guard ran toward his Alpha’s son, leaving his bleeding partner, who had his jaws clenched on the hind leg of one of the remaining standing Rangers. A death grip. Reyland’s guard was being chased, very closely, by the earlier injured Ranger. Reyland stared at the approaching Lightmoon wolf, then strained his head back and to his right, to Gamma Jackson. He tried to speak, but only blood filled his mouth as he watched the Guards continue to pummel his only friend. Biting,

he admits, stuttering a bit. Anna smiles at him then asks, "Patrolling? I thought you're into growing stuff and all. Are you some kind of soldier now?" "Earth fairies are responsible for nurturing the land but we also need to protect our kind. We have rangers. They are our fighters and protectors. They have knowledge in combat and weaponry." Caspian explains excitedly. "Ever since I was young, I have always wanted to join the rangers. I have heard about the legendary rangers like Aldar, the wise, and Marion, the courageous..." Caspian suddenly stops and seem to be thinking about something.

Until Jes fell on the floor, followed by the sound of broken glass. The sound of the broken glass was a code for the female bodyguard who was hiding earlier. Hiding so that Jes doesn't memorize his face. The female bodyguard immediately came out and coded the bodyguards who had just arrived by helicopter. They dress all in black and wear face covers. They entered Jes's room and immediately lifted Jes out of the room. The atmosphere is very safe because Jes's family is far from the room. Meanwhile, the makeup artist has been handled before. The work of Adam's men really deserves thumbs up, neat and in accordance with the flow.

Grayson says, his upper lip curling in disdain. “It certainly is a possibility. The council is reviewing all facets and we have dispatched the TRACERS to find Alec.” The Tactical Response And Code Enforcement Rangers Squad, or the TRACERS are an elite group of highly skilled warriors that are on reserve for extreme occasions. They are employed by the Great Council and reside in Green Hill, when they aren’t on special missions they are rotated through normal patrol for the Green Hill pack.

Suddenly, a stele depicting a young soldier caught her attention. "Father," she called out. Adrian walked over and read the inscriptions on the stele. This one belonged to a Garen Mars, codenamed Galaxy. He had just turned eighteen on the day he left for his mission. "He was eighteen years old, the same as you.” Adrian reached out and touched Garen's face which was carved onto the stele. He then closed his eyes and felt as though he was experiencing the battle first-hand. Adrian saw a brave young man risking his life to take down a massive monster in the sky. The moment the plane collided, Galaxy detonated the explosives around him and killed the monster in the process.

This uncharted expanse on the galactic map was rumored to be a graveyard of stars, a region shrouded in eternal darkness, where even the echoes of light seemed to fade away. Lyra, burdened by a weight of responsibility honed by years of confronting galactic threats, assembled her team. Anya, the venerated historian, her knowledge of ancient civilizations now rivaling the legends themselves; Kairos, the prodigiously gifted telepath, his empathy capable of bridging even the most profound divides; and Xylos, the brilliant yet unorthodox Xylosian engineer, whose ingenuity often defied conventional logic.

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

He said, “That’s not possible, right? Beast Galaxy is a level 5 civilization. According to the Universe Convention, they can’t attack a civilization of a lower level. If not, they will be punished by all the galaxies. How else could the Milky Way survive until now? We would be captured and raised to be their food source long ago.” “That’s why they work with the Sangruil Sinners from the Milky Way and even implanted their genes into the humans. As long as they can come here quietly and help the Sangruil Sinners take down the Milky Way, they can do whatever they want to the humans in the Milky Way after the Sangruil Sinners control us. Then, they will gradually turn the Milky Way into their fa

She was horrified. “Are you considering his offer?” “Yes.” His voice came directly in front of her. Concern tightened her muscles. “Demi said the Rangers are sent to keep the werewolves and other demons in line. Like some sort of uber enforcer.” “That’s part of the duties.” If she could have seen him, she might have punched him for his cavalier tone. From what little she’d learned from her sister, the Rangers were Dimitri’s private Secret Service and regularly risked their lives at the command of the king. Rhye was supposed to be a scholar. A recluse. A werewolf who was too smart to go around looking for trouble.“It sounds dangerous.” “What’s life without a little danger?” “Safe?” she gritte