Novel & Cerita Inferno Squadron

Only if she could hear him, he is screaming out my worse nightmare. “Nina, your wolf is there. She is the ruthless inferno and the most powerful wolf to ever grace this kingdom. When the time is right she will destroy Alpha Theo and wipe out every trace that he ever existed, including us.” Titan continues to whimper while she sobs next to him.

she screamed and Antonio fetched out his gun from his holster, firing at the men jumping out of the SUV that suddenly parked in front of them. “Let’s go, Ava,” Antonio shouted, grabbing her hand and running but the men were more in number and soon, they were cornered. All of them had their guns pointed at them and Antonio knew it was pointless to fight, otherwise either him or both of them would be dead. And at that moment, Lucian’s face flashed in his mind, “he would kill me,” he muttered.

The young technician's eyes widened in horror. "No... Boss, please! I swear it won't happen again! Please!" His desperate cries echoed through the mansion as two guards dragged him toward the back door. Tyler walked over to the bar and calmly poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a slow sip. A few seconds later, a single gunshot echoed from outside. The room fell silent. No one dared react. Tyler set his glass down and adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as though nothing had happened. “Book the jet.” "For California, Boss?"

We were a unit. with the new strike team preparing for immediate departure. It's a tighter, faster, more lethal unit. Ronan, Olivia, Drax, and a small number of elite Ironwood Scouts. We leave the shattered, besieged Ironwood Fort behind, riding out into the cold night toward the Southern Peaks, racing against an enemy that is no longer a political conspiracy, but an ancient, existential threat.

My eyes rolled back. "Mm," I moaned. I felt every press of his fingers. It sent chills through my veins. A smile tugged across my lips. The next moment, I snapped out of it. I jumped off the bronze chair and turned swiftly to look into his eyes. Those blue piercing eyes were gone, replaced by deep crimson ones. "You aren't Mitchel," I said, trying to convince myself that everything he said was fake. "No matter what you think, I will remain Zarchios," he said.

He could feel the clash within him, and all his thoughts at the moment were nothing but wistful thinking--if only the ground could be kind enough to swallow him and save him from the embarrassment that was literally burying him in suffocation. So, Emily had heard him while he was on the call with Segun, but she hadn't found out enough of what he'd said? At least not the part where he mentioned Alethia's name. Now Ethan couldn't decide if he should be grateful for that or not. But one thing was certain--the first thing he would have heard when Alethia dropped the grenade wouldn't have been the sound of silence, it would have been the sound of a disaster.

I muttered, already knowing I didn’t want the answer. “That’s Captain Morgana,” Inara said, calm as ever. “Leader of the Inferno Sect. That team’s basically a suicide mission. Mortality rate’s off the charts. Every year, students dies there, and it’s not even surprising anymore.” I blinked. “What the actual...” “So no matter what you do,” Inara continued like she was reading a bedtime horror story, “do not get assigned to Inferno. Especially not with her.” Well, great. Naturally, when I looked up again, Morgana’s eyes were already on us, not the crowd or the whole row but just us

“Romano’s son is still asking why his father hasn’t come home. You want to lie to that boy forever?” Silence. I turned to the board behind me and wrote in a thick black marker: TAKE WHAT THEY FEAR. BURN WHAT THEY LOVE. That’s not cruelty. That’s justice when all lines have been crossed. Operation Disintegrate launched at 02:00 hours. Felix, Scales, and I split into three factions. Felix took Ghost Squad—a team of infiltrators trained to erase noise. Scales led the Blitz Unit—demolition experts and the hardest hitters in the ranks.

​I didn’t reach the pits in time to stop the horror. I was intercepted in the central hub by a elite squad of Aegis “Nullifiers”—humans in heavy, pressurized white suits designed to withstand absolute zero temperatures. They carried liquid-nitrogen sprayers and high-frequency sonic cannons that disrupted the air around them, making it nearly impossible for me to form the ice shields I usually relied on for defense. They moved in a tactical diamond formation, closing in on me with the cold efficiency of professional hunters.