Glados X Wheatley Novels & Stories

If it was given crystallized energy, it might level up and become a weapon used by the Warlord. “It’s this one?” Kayson looked at the long sword with the scarlet edge, the one that looked as if it was stained with blood. Ghoul Sword nodded. “Yes, I named it Hemodrinken.” Kayson asked two more questions. “How did you know my location?” “I am acquainted with the richest man in Clouspring, Joseph Wadley, and I asked him for help.” Kayson scrunched up his brows. It was Joseph again!

Meanwhile, at the Griffin estate in Sunway, Wyatt's phone suddenly rang twice. When he saw that it was a secret report, he immediately put his teacup down and began to scroll through his messages. "Oh no!" Wyatt exclaimed. He handed the phone to Cillian and Oliver. "There's a change in the Warrior League headquarters?" Cillian frowned, and a glint appeared in his eyes. "It's not just the attitude of the Warrior League headquarters. Even the three top swordsmen of the Gladius Sect have come personally to support Ethan. That means that the Gladius Sect are making their stance clear to all the mystic martial arts sects," Wyatt said somberly.

After Grey left, Delilah had to wait for James, who had yet to return from meeting with his friends at The Seven Wolves. While Grey was so happy to get a cake box from Delilah, he kept walking to return to the meeting room. "How was it?" asked Glenn as Grey approached the bar and sat there. He smiled and nodded. "Nice room. Miss Starley loves it." Glenn smiled, too and poured the mixed drink from his shaker into a glass before placing two olives in the glass and handing them to Grey. "Thank you." Glenn prefers to drink Henneiken rather than mixed drinks.

she called back, a grin tugging at the corner of her lips. Twix folded his arms, unimpressed. “It’s called sloppy.” I suppressed a chuckle. It reminded me of how Elysia and I had moved through our early battles, unaware that someone was always watching, always learning. Across from Willow, Kyan smirked. His broad shoulders and stormlight-colored eyes mirrored his father’s, and yet, there was something in the way he moved that was uniquely him. “Try not to burn me this time,” he said. Willow’s lips curved. “No promises.”

I never thought they can use the highest form of their own magic combined with their celestial magic. After some time, the whole arena became clear for us to see as the lights emanated from Glade and Deborah disappeared. And we were all stunned to know what on earth did just happen? Glade is now covered with armor made of rose thorns and he is wearing a sheep headdress symbolizing his celestial spirit, Aries. His celestial weapon, Bastias is also restored. On the other hand, Deborah’s sexy body is now coated with hard rocks from her neck down to her feet. There is a bull’s head attached to each of her shoulder’s plate representing her mighty celestial spirit, Taurus. She is holding her reviv

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

I whispered weakly. Something like recognition slowly crossed his face, and the red glow of his eyes faded to a familiar stormy grey. There he was. Eldarien Vrathorn. Still covered in blood and damp strands of his dark hair, still flaunting double fangs from between his bloody lips. It was like whatever had possessed him had temporarily taken the back seat.

If it was given crystallized energy, it might level up and become a weapon used by the Warlord. “It’s this one?” Kayson looked at the long sword with the scarlet edge, the one that looked as if it was stained with blood. Ghoul Sword nodded. “Yes, I named it Hemodrinken.” Kayson asked two more questions. “How did you know my location?” “I am acquainted with the richest man in Clouspring, Joseph Wadley, and I asked him for help.” Kayson scrunched up his brows. It was Joseph again!

One in particular caught my attention and I found myself pausing to look at it. It was a tribute to the top students of the Lunar Academy with their names, species, and photos. Xaden Gresham, Werewolf. Zach Gresham, Werewolf. Harley Burlow, Werebear. Damien West, Wizard. “Wonder if I will meet your brother today.” I found myself asking, my eyes stuck on the picture of Zach. He had similar features to Xaden, such as his nose and lips. They also had similar body types. However, Zach had blonde hair and ocean-blue eyes, whereas Xaden had black hair and forest-green eyes.

Upon exerting force, Winel yelled in pain. “Ah—! Let go! Let go of your foot. W-who are you?” Waltz said, “I’m the CEO of Thousand Miles Conglomerate, Waltz Fleur.” “You’re Waltz Fleur? Great. Listen here, I’m Winel Grundy and I came on behalf of Young Master Xenos! Young Master Xenos is the Lord Commander’s grandnephew from Department Six. Now, you only have one option. Get your company’s Master Rockefeller to head to Michigan to treat Young Master Xenos right now. After that, you have to ruin Azure Storm’s martial arts and sever all his limbs. Otherwise, you people… Ow—!”