Hikaru Sulu Novels & Stories

“The sovereign said that they will act as your loyal servants. They will do as you command.” “According to our intel, Harvey does indeed have some capability.” “But this is Mordu, after all. Not South Light. He doesn’t belong here.” “If you give the order, we’ll kill him with overwhelming force.” “Even it’s right here, right now…” Sakura smiled as she spoke. Despite the warmth in her smile, her words had turned it quite sinister. Hector reached out to caress Sakura’s adorable face, as if he was touching a rare treasure. After some time, he replied, “Haven’t you Islanders learned to play with power after being in Country H for so long?”

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

It was fleeting but I was sure I felt something that could not be explained. “Will he be alright?” I asked. “Who? Alpha Lukas?” I nodded. “You might not know this but he's the best warrior in our pack. He can take down several men at once. You don't need to worry” he reassured, a cheeky smile on his face. “I'm just asking. I'm not worried” I replied, my voice dropping down a notch. We are at the crack of dawn. The maids in the pack house were already up and working.

The pack has closed the circle tight enough that the cold night air feels thinner. I stand a few paces away, no longer bleeding, no longer limping, watching him with the quiet patience of someone who has already calculated every possible outcome. Luke is nowhere to be found. “Please.” Dr Reyes’ voice comes out lower than he meant, stripped of the earlier confidence. “Listen to me.” I say nothing to him. He already knows that death is looking at him. “I can still be useful to you. I will help you experiment on anything you want, I can invent new things that can be helpful to you. All I want is for you to spare my life.” He pleaded with a shaky, teary voice.

SASR. Captain Jack McCormack crouched near the open side door, one hand on the frame, the other on the sling of his SIG MCX. Through the haloed glow of the NVGs, the dunes rolled beneath them like the backs of sleeping leviathans. He ran the checklist without looking: suppressor threaded; secondary Glock seated; encrypted comms paired; drone uplinked; beacon off; IR strobe taped. Everything ready. Everything familiar. Everything that had ever mattered to him fit inside the silhouette of his kit.

- Angel screamed. - Selene. Klaus takes Angel's hand, and hand in hand, they go to the helicopter. With a big smile, Angel's uncle hugged him when he remembered something. - Shit, the pilot. Everyone looks at the device with open eyes. No one had remembered the human piloting the craft. The man had fainted. He probably would have picked up the device and run away if he hadn't. They take the man out of the helicopter cabin, not knowing how they will solve the problem.

She exchanged a wary glance with Zoe, who nodded imperceptibly, her eyes scanning the chaos for any sign of treachery. Without hesitation, Ulrich and Zoe charged towards the suspicious scent, their paws pounding the earth in unison. They burst through the underbrush, confronting a shocking sight: one of their own pack members, a young werewolf named Akira, stood frozen, a look of guilt etched on his face. Akira's eyes darted towards Ryker's pack, then back to Ulrich and Zoe, his expression betraying his betrayal. Ulrich's heart raced with anger and disappointment, her mind reeling with the implications.

The unexpected proposition left everyone, especially Hiya, in a state of astonishment. Quick to clarify the situation, Hiya's sister-in-law interjected, unveiling the familial connection. "It's good that you liked Hiya, but she is not our maid. She's my husband's little sister and my sister-in-law." A forced smile accompanied this revelation, betraying a hint of concern – the fear of losing the reliable presence that attended to household chores.

The waves crashed mercilessly against the side of the vessel, and Alexandro stood at the helm, soaked to the bone, his cloak heavy with rain. His eyes scanned the endless stretch of sea ahead, as if by some miracle, Serena would appear from the mist. His wolf, Ravik, was restless inside him, growling with frustration and fear. Every second that passed without a trace of her was unbearable.

“His name is Alpha Arthur. And as I am speaking to you right now, he will be dead in a few hours’ time and that is when we strike. This is top secret. No one else must learn of this until the mission is successful.” “Why is he dying?” Fabiano asked, still confused about the whole thing Lucas just told them. “Yes, why? This sound like some bullshit, lame story…” Lauretha added. “Ah, I guess I forgot the juicy part of the story…” Lucas said and gulped some wine before he continued.