Galactic Rangers Novels & Stories

“I’ve been able to tap into a far greater network than previously. And with it, I can see almost exactly how the galaxy is devolving. It does not look good.” Raijin gestured with her hand and uploaded a refined version of the data she pulled in. She sent it straight to the tacmap in the center, as well as to the rest of the analysts and tacticians all around. Everyone needed to see what the state of the galaxy was. The tacmap filled with the map of the galaxy, which was marked off by large color-coded territories. The largest of them crossed over numerous spiral arms, from Perseus, through Orion-Cygnus, past Carina-Sagittarius, and into Scutum-Centaurus.

Kent responded. “Okay then, I guess we have a place to start,” Ryder said. "Do you remember how many fighters he has?” “Not too many,” it was now Peter speaking, “maybe about one hundred to one hundred fifty rogues and about fifty of those are actual warriors that were banished, lone wolves or left their pack voluntarily. “How good are they?” Ryker asked. Peter snorted, “they will be no match for RedFang warriors.” “That’s all I need to know,” Ryker said, clapping and rubbing his hands together. “Caleb, come with me, we have teams to put together four teams to go on and find that asshole. Sorry, Ryder.” Ryker wrinkled his nose.

No matter what I did, I can’t reach out to her or somehow make her notice me. My ears perked up when I sense a dangerous presence looming near us. I turned my head and my eyes widened. There were two of them. One black wolf and one brown. They were ridiculously huge for a wolf, and I figured perhaps it was because they were the royal guards trained to serve the Alpha King around this time. “No, stop!” I yelled, watching as Cora was about to peer outside the cave. “Zanicus, is that you?” she called out. Only she doesn’t and she takes the last step that is keeping her from being seen by the guards. Their heads instantly snapped to her, growling menacingly before one of them lunges at her.

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

"I don't mean to intrude on your celebration." Maggie grimaced. "I'm not sure it's something to celebrate. This one was rough." Rance looked thoughtful for a moment. He reached into his pocket. "If you ever decide to leave the dark side, give me a call." He handed her his business card. Maggie smiled sadly. "Thanks." She put the card in her purse as she watched him return to his own table.

The projected Transmigration Bureau agents charge and scatter the Ravens attacking close to the ground. Kera either slashes them apart with her overgrown talons or bites them in half with her fangs. Ankou throws a barrage of acidic blood-balls just like a rapid pitching machine. And Yama Ranger, on his creepy steed Nightmare, blasts away with his two six-shooters, a lever-action carbine in his third hand and his portal-opening lasso in his fourth.

He whispered as he watched the gun he was holding. "THREE, TWO, ONE!" Azza counted and the four started practicing. They got substitute guitarist Hunter who is Cheng’s band. Lucifer dreams of being with Ely on stage, but it won't happen because he doesn't want to fight with Phoenix. He knew its blood was hot here.

"The Star Seeders are inviting us in." Killian pulled back: his silver eyes flashing with a predatory, adventurous wit. "Then let's go see what this new garden looks like: White Wolf." The First Mother’s Breath surged forward, coated in the protective light of the Star Seeders, as we crossed the threshold into the Andromeda galaxy. The triage of the Milky Way was a memory; the triage of the universe had only just begun.

Bart listened to the morning briefing of the rangers this morning. The rangers here were all wolf shifters from the Shadow Mists Pack. Even the ‘hunting and rescue dogs’ were shifters and rangers. He was one of the first to admire how the scheduling was done for the rangers in situations like this. Making sure the wolves appeared only in their ‘dog’ form while others stayed in their human form. Really, it was genius because you could have access to all the full predators’ abilities along with the intelligence of the shifters.

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.”