Iceman Mutant Novelas e Histórias

She was glad though. Luca had these steel gray eyes, almost metallic and lethal, massively built, the tallest among all, with a caveman personality. He gave out those barbarian vibes. His hair was in a manly bun. His jaw was set, she had seen him twice or thrice, and every time his jaw was clenched, as if he was mad all the time. He noticed her staring, and she abruptly looked away, he was terrifying. His eyes screamed violence. As if looking at him a little longer, and he would pummel your face to nonsense.

I can't just wait to shred him into pieces. "I will allow one of you to go alive but badly injured so as to inform your demon king to come out of his hiding place and fight like a man. I am waiting for him and for you all!" I bellowed ferociously as my body began to transform into my Lycan beast. Half wolf, half human.

Alexander hissed, his voice ringing like a death knell. Twenty wild mercenary mutants charged forward simultaneously. The genetically engineered claws slashed through the air, targeting the Alpha King's neck, chest and legs. But Alexander did not shy away. He doesn't need the mystical roar of wolves or ancient magic. He simply swung the half-ton steel I-Beam in his hand like a child's baseball bat. BHHAAAMMM! The steel beam hit three mutants at once. Their rib cages shattered into white dust, their internal organs exploded instantly, and their bodies were thrown into rows of chemical incubator machines, igniting blue flames that burned the concrete floor.

“Wolf.” The man standing there was as tall as Ice, just as strong and broad, just as hardened. Wolf Connor was also one of the toughest sons-of-bitches that Ice had ever known – what the man lacked in formal education, he more than made up for in street smarts, and Ice had come to respect the brain under that mop of permanently-tousled dark hair.

The way he said he would make sure I never worked again. He was a powerful and wealthy man in Drakenfall, and everyone knew that. He never made empty threats, which was what scared me the most. I looked down at my clipboard and realized I hadn’t written anything down. “Coach, is this weight correct?” someone asked. I glanced up. It was one of the defensemen, already strapped into the resistance machine. “Yes,” I answered without checking. “That’s fine.” He nodded and started the set. I moved to the next station, but my attention didn’t stay there. Someone laughed behind me, and I turned, distracted. Another player called my name, and I answered without really hearing the question.

- Now it's your turn, Ryan - Hanna says. - I can't change here. - he says, distressed - I'm not like you. My clothes will be destroyed. - Go to the trees, undress and show yourself. It's easy. - Lucifron says, as if he's the only one with brains there. Ryan gets up and runs to the trees. Before he undresses and shifts, he screams. - My Wolf's name's Ice. In seconds, Ice was in front of his new friends. - By the Gods, he is so beautiful. - Iposa says, running towards Ice and hugging him.

He and Leonardo has been very close too, until… He clenched his fist and tried to control the sudden rage that hit him. Calm down, he told himself, you are Il Re del Ghiaccio, showing childish emotion is beneath you. He took deep breaths, trying to calm down. Romano’s don’t get mad we get even, he reminded himself and he had been thinking of ways to get even, ever since he had discovered the betrayal. So far none of his ideas had satisfied him. They won’t hurt them enough. He needed them to feel the pain and humiliation he had felt.

“I was too fu cking busy avoiding bodies that that enormous wolf is throwing all over the place to even bother thinking about your stupid van rule!” “Geez,” he glared at him. “Don’t get your panties in a twist. Do you have anything on that mutant?” Tyrone quickly slipped on his pants before approaching him and looking at the wolf on the monitor. “So that’s a mutant? I figured. He was probably a lab rat and was experimented on. What’s he doing here?” “I assume you don’t have anything about him yet,” sighed Ryker. “No, but he’s surely making it easier for us to infiltrate their base. The silver bullets don’t affect him. I wonder why.”

“You were taken from the forest and brought to Doctor Goodman’s pet shop. I can’t let him hurt you. I’m going to try and get you two out of here. I am truly sorry that this happened.” “Who are you?” Were the first words out of her mouth. “They call me Ratchet. I’m a slave.” He pointed to his collar.”Dodger bought me from the slaver market because I have no house mark. Plus I am a mutant.” Cassia looked at him curiously. “Mutant? You look like a wildling to me.” “A wildling? I have never heard that term before.” Ratchet felt the heaviness on his heart lighten up with her words.” You were found in the woods with two other mutants, were they your slaves?”

bellowed the lion mutant. "Who do you think you are? The bloody king of the goddamned world?" the eagle mutant scoffed loudly, showing any semblance of a backbone for the first time. The messenger glowered darkly at Chu Xun and his companions. Disgusted and affronted, he spat, "As if the likes of you deserve our master to grace you with his personal appearance?!" That was enough to have the lion mutant and the others go berserk. Swoosh!