Guardians Of The Galaxy Prison の小説・ストーリー

I choke out, and he presses harder. I gasp, clawing weakly at his shoe. I can't die. Not like this. Not here. Not when Eden and Nora are still out there. Not when they're still in danger. My vision blurs. My limbs grow heavier. Will's face starts to fade. Outside, alarms begin screaming through the prison. Another guard rushes in. "Sir—the outer gate's been breached. Federal agents are here!”

“Stop!” Bryan remembered hearing Denise screaming at a prison guard before he fell unconscious. Denise’s screaming stopped when Bryan heard two gunshots. He also heard how a gunshot silenced Denise’s baby before he blacked out. Bryan tried to stop the prison guard from shooting Denise and her daughter. He fought the prison guard who was bigger than a WWE wrestler, even after getting punched in his stomach. Bryan knocked the prison guard off his feet a few times, but a right hook to his face was the only thing that shut him down. When Bryan woke up, he found himself strapped to a passenger seat inside a transport space vehicle. The vehicle that Bryan was riding in was the same spherical space

Yoon protests “They will only get the upper hand if I let them have it and no. That’s not gonna happen, even if I’m inside the body of a Guardian or a human, I will never let you all down.” he smiles. “I still have a woman to pursue so I’m not gonna die just yet.” ... Flynn just ran out of water and she’s currently in a grocery store to buy some. She looks at a hair pin by the female accessories aisle, it looks like a binyeo of Lee’s taste. It is a white jade hairpin with some flowers engraved on it.

My mate was a man of honour, an honour they haven’t returned. Our guards and warriors are already lined up in front of the rogues, ready to attack at my say so. Lorrel, the rest of Brennan’s family including Blake and Trey, Hong, Tate and Rafe line up with me. At my orders, Tucker is remaining with the stage ones and twos safely locked away in the lower cells in the prison building, along with more warriors. I had a duty of care to the trainees as well as the pack members that were unable to fight. “Aida? This is a surprise. My congratulations to you.” Lynx takes a step forward but stops when growls emit from our men.

He made his way back down through ops before taking another set of stairs down to the basement where they kept prisoners and held interrogations. Rose smiled at him when he came down, "who are you here for, boss?" "Whoever Ray and Air brought in last night," Dean looked past his prison manager to the guards stationed outside the occupied rooms, watching as they all stood a little straighter in his presence. "I figured as much," she gave him a sly smile, "just figured I'd asked," "Always one for formality," Dean smirked, "where is he, then?" "B6," she pointed to the guard in front of the door who gave him a sharp nod.

"I was never going to kill you, however, I aimed to capture you." That right hand of Salavanta is quick to draw the other pistol from her holster and point it at the Chosen. Without a second thought, she pulls the trigger. The hammer of the gun pulls down and the pink electric current streams through the gun launching the ball pellet from the barrel of the weapon. The exposed arms of the other guards reveal a rune etched into their flesh. Each guard has a different rune. A boar, snake, flacon, horse, and the katana wielder bear a lotus. Before the bullet can land, a prison surrounds the redhead. The purple energy walls block the bullet from traveling any farther and on contact, the pellet tu

Kaiza said with a shrug. “Can we not?” Darien said, rising to his feet. “Then why are you here?” I blinked at him, then the others. The silence that followed stretched too long. “Protocol,” Blake said eventually. “We’re supposed to… stay close, like a temporary supervision till someone comes. Whatever.” My chest tightened. I remembered the burning sensation when they marked me. The way the boys had looked at me like something had gone wrong in their bones. “Don't worry, you’re not hurt,” Darien added. “The nurse said your vitals were just unstable, like your body’s out of sync.”

instructed the guard once more. “Let me!” I bellowed but a hand restrained me. “Just let me talk to that stupid guy,” I said to the guard. “Let him,” a voice whispered behind us. The prison was giving me his signature grin. “Two minutes top and no more.” I nodded. “Give us privacy.” I dragged the stoic body of the man down the steps. I was starting to have doubts about my decision for picking him over the other one. “Hey!” I slapped him hard on the face. “Get a hold of yourself!” I got no reaction in return. “Listen to me, dude. Win this fight and I promise you would never worry for your wife and kid again. I promise no Santa Muertos would ever endanger them. Do you like that?”

The words hit me like ice water, what's mine, like I'm property, like I belong to him, my wolf preens at the claim and I hate her for it, hate myself for the way my body relaxed the moment he spoke. "She's just an omega," the guard protests, straightening slowly, "I was putting her back in her cell, she refused orders." "And you thought putting your hands on her was the appropriate response," Dylan moves closer, each step deliberate, "in my territory, under my protection." The guard's face goes pale, "I didn't mean, I was just" "Get out," Dylan says quietly, "report to Ronan, tell him you're reassigned to the southern border effective immediately."

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long.