Novelas y relatos de Hikaru Sulu

he asked. “Nothing, Mist.” I replied and looked back at Black Dragon. Again, he’s just looking at us waiting for a response. Then Yosef-hyung reacted. “Topgun of Dark Knight, 20. Best in handling guns and ammunitions. Operations leader. Call me Yosef Advincula or just Yosef outside. Stargazer and Polaris’s supervisor. Welcome to our crew.” He said extending his hand to Black Dragon and he just accepts it, now with a smile on his face. I’m really confused. I thought. He then turned to me and asked.

Savannah thinks this guy is familiar, and I've seen him somewhere before. Hi General Ari... we haven't met personally. I am retired Reserve Commander Master Chief Luis Garchitorena. They shake hands, and Ari introduces Savannah as "my wife." Pleasure to meet you Mam... Do you remember me? I have been racking my brain. I remember we met somewhere. I can't remember when and where. Savannah spoke up. Let me refresh your memory...San Diego Film Festival! Oh, now you're talking. I remember you now. You were with an actress at the time. Yes, I was.

"But what?" "But the submarine's physical interface is locked. The remote signal can't fully access the system. Someone will have to pilot a rescue sub down there to manually link up. Only then can the system be restarted. And according to Chief Zimri, there's only one person in the world capable of performing that manual docking—engineer, Lucas Sullivan."

HUNTER I slam my fist hard against the bathroom wall, feeling the cold water pour down my body as I close my eyes. Yesterday was a fucking disaster. Her father was one thing though. His aura was strong, like a beta, which is impossible because apparently, he’s an omega. And omegas aren’t supposed to hold that strong of an aura, right? He can’t be a beta by blood, yet there’s no denying the authority oozing off him. Come to think of it, I heard of a rumor about a beta who stepped down from his rank twenty years ago. No one knew the real reason why, but I had heard some people say he left his duty to be with his mate.

she whispers, and the words sound like a funeral dirge. The Bratva soldiers are silent. The yakuza men who are still alive are silent. Even the sound of the waves seems muted, respectful, as if the ocean itself is mourning. And then Hikaru appears—Kori's son, moving through the warehouse with a contingent of yakuza soldiers. His eyes scan the deck, and when he doesn't see his father, the question forms on his lips. "Where is my father?" he asks, and the words land like a gut punch.

who is supposed to be deleted to bring his dead wife back to life. 𝗦𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗮𝗰𝗵𝘁’𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗺 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗽𝘀. 𝗔 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻; 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗝𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗻� �. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗿𝘆. 𝗛𝗲’𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. "𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘁, 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝗮𝘀,"

There was Lucho seated calmly on the sofa, with the room full of naval officers. They were wearing masks and protective goggles, not excluding Lucho. Before I could say jack, more men poured out from the top of the roof, wearing the same protective items and surrounding my men and me. "I knew you’d come. I didn’t want to keep you waiting. Hope I’m not too late for you." Lucho said in a deadly tone, wearing a smile. "Drop your weapons," the admiral, whom I recognized as Archie, ordered in an Alpha tone. He was a Gamma-Beta, just like Serenity's brother, Bentley.

Captain Logan said. “Good morning Chief Vincent and Captain Logan, I came here to thank both of you for repairing my Buster Sword. Words cannot express how much grateful I am.” Jin replied. [Captain Logan, a tall, brown-skinned, bald, muscular and bearded man, who is the assigned Captain of the Salvaging Division, he is also the only student of Commander Rick.] “How was your sleep young fella? Did you eat already?” Chief Vincent asked Jin.

"Look at the signal." The ship wasn't broadcasting the Hive-Mind command. It was broadcasting a **Distress Signal**. A figure emerged from the ship. It wasn't a drone, or a clone, or the Matriarch. It was a man, dressed in a tattered lab coat that looked forty years old. He walked with a limp, his face a mask of ancient grief. "Subject 01?" the man asked, his voice cracking. "Is it... is it finished?" "Who are you?" I demanded, the Red Blood sparking at my fingertips.

Other than a willing woman down on her knees and sucking my— The vibrating of my phone snaps me back to the present and I give my head a shake. Beside me, the air conditioning unit in the window kicks on and a cold breeze hits my arm as I reach over and swipe my phone off the side table. It's Sully, one of the few and original enforcers that we decided to keep around. He's a good man, loyal and trustworthy. "Hi Sully," I say. "Everything okay?" Since Connor is out of town and unable to be reached by cell because he's currently surrounded by mountains which equals limited cell service, I'm apparently the one in charge. Scary thought, but I'll roll with it.