Genji X Mercy Novels & Stories

Mercy grinned because she knew she had gained victory. Jake sighed. "Mercy, this better not be one of your pranks." "Not a prank, I promise. You'll thank me later. See you soon!" Mercy hung up before Jake could protest further.Percy raised an eyebrow at her. "What are you trying to do, Mercy?"

His face bore a solemn look but deep down he was dealing with an emotional upheaval by watching the state of her mother who had lost her senses only because he came to meet her. Hunter felt bad for him. There were only two people who could understand the Mafia lord better. One was Elijah and the other was Hunter. They were aware that their Boss never unfurled his emotions. He suppresses them in his heart and prefers suffering alone. Even the news of his father’s demise couldn’t draw out his tears. Dylan was shocked, and bogged in pain but refused to cry. He was an expert in masking his pain with a cold look but despite his efforts, Hunter could decipher the melancholy hidden behind his dark

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

“I can't stay empty-handed. To own Mercedes, I rejected my mate and now she also finds her second chance. I want Mercedes back!” "And that's the golden phrase I've been waiting for so long, baby." Gamma Kenry holds up his traditional sword and off goes Glary’s head in one sway...

Through the temporary blood pact, the myriad of races with no shared links in the first place was able to communicate through mind links. Rostam Clawmark stalked the gloomy black wolf. Growling, he spoke through the mind link connected between them. 'Are you ready to exact your vengeance, my good friend Greko Blazul? That damn blue-eyed alpha will taste defeat one and for all!' Instead of answering his question, Greko Blazul merely scoffed. 'I will paint blood on this territory as a welcome gift for that bastard’s luna. I want this token to be remembered for all eternity.'

With all my gratitude, **Mercy V** ---

And sitting here now, Azerbel finally understood something unsettling about Genaro. The rumors about the Alpha Lycan were not exaggerated. He truly could separate himself emotionally from other people’s pain with terrifying ease. Unless those people belonged to him. His pack. His warriors. Her. Only then did his softness appear. Maybe part of him also wanted revenge for what Guerero and Ruby did to Azerbel before she left. Honestly… Azerbel could not fully blame him for that either. Genaro never liked either of them. A second knock interrupted the silence.

“Run Now, or they will capture you.” A gunshot hit Kieran's chest, sounding like thunder. He staggers backwards, his shoulder blooming with blood. “So you would rather kill your son to get me!” I yell at Mr Mercer. At the same time, my bond mark burns white-hot. My body moved without permission, and I inhaled quickly. Then, I slam my palm over Kieran’s wound. Our blood burns and mingles where it mixes. To our amazement, the gunshot wound heals under my fingers.

“You trained her, killed her. You’re done, Elena.” Gianna, blood dripping, pressed forward, her voice fierce. “Your vendetta ends here.” A firefight erupted, mercs swarming. Kai shielded Gianna, his shots precise despite his panic, dropping two yakuza. Gianna’s gunfire felled a merc, but her wound slowed her, her breath ragged. Valentina’s shots cleared a path, her voice sharp. “Pin her down!” Marsh’s enforcers stormed in, his voice roaring. “Hold the line!”