Invincible 50 Novels & Stories

. "With you currently or back home?" Ivan said kneeling to be eye level with Frank's child-like frame. "Well, both actually?" Frank asked bluntly. "You just experienced an episode of PTSD. You've been getting them on and off for the past few months. I don't know what is triggering it but we've been working through them. As for back home..." Ivan looked down to the dirt as if begging the ground to answer for him. "Ivan just says it, I can handle it." Frank said placing his hand on Ivan's shoulder. "We lost contact with them about 6 months ago. The last thing James was able to get to us was not to return until they came for us. So in short it is bad and due to protecting the girls we're stuck

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Natasha Flames wanted to compete against me, but Tonia would rather fight for it, Leighton wanted to compete against his old buddy who betrayed him, Ceaser, and Ryan had a longtime rivalry with Cyclops also from the Invincibles, Max-Dwayne and Evan Cole wanted the leader, Cyrus, and the crazy twins from the Invincibles wanted Emerald and Emily. And so there was just one way of resolving this, it had to be a battle between leader against leader. I made a challenge proposal to Cyrus, since I was the only one who had never really had a chance of competing against him. I could see fear in his eyes, but he quickly bought the idea as he spoke about my spinal cord injury. A member of his team broug

Third-person POV The intelligence arrived from New York at eleven-seventeen on a Friday night. Maksim Orlov was plotting to court the daughter of Viktor Sorano. The gala. A calculated power-play. A clout-grab dressed up as romance. Enzo Valenti received this information with the urgency it deserved. He let out a slow breath, leaned back deeper into Dorian's leather armchair, and resumed sucking on a Twizzler. Black Panther played on across the flat-screen. He fixed his gaze on the man standing at the doorway.

It was filled almost entirely with Dawn’s resentment toward me and Justin comforting her. [As if stealing my dad from me since I was little wasn’t enough, now she wants to take his money too! I hate her so much! Justin, you won’t actually fall for her, will you? You know, I never had a father’s love growing up. You’re all I have. You’re the only person I can rely on.] [Baby, think about it. She’s five years older than me. How could she ever be right for me? Don’t overthink it. You’re the only one for me, and you always will be.]

"You didn't say a word to me. You never come to these events." I let out a short, silent scoff, tilting my head slightly. "Since when do I need to report my evening schedule to you?" I replied in a low, sharp whisper. "It’s my off-duty night, Mason. What I do and where I go is none of your business." His jaw tightened, a muscle feathering against his cheek. "Catherine, the press—" "Mr. Blake!" a deep, booming voice interrupted us. An older gentleman with silvering hair and an authoritative posture stepped up to our small circle, holding a glass of whiskey. I instantly recognized him—Arthur Vance, the senior board chairman of Apex Global Logistics, one of the largest shipping conglomerates in

" A chill ran down my spine. That fool. When I refused to give him money, he went straight to Dad. What was I supposed to do now? Was I going to lose everything again? My heart raced as I tried to think of a solution, but Dad didn’t give me the chance. He grabbed the broom by the door and swung it at me. Caught off guard, I took the blow head-on. Then he stepped forward and kicked me hard in the chest. His fists came down next—heavy, relentless. The difference in strength was overwhelming. I couldn’t escape, so I could only curl up and endure it.

“To the gentleman for fifty million dollars!” “Did he just say fifty million?” one man whispered, leaning closer to his friend. His friend stared at the stage, eyes wide. “My Alpha spent six months begging for a meeting with that man. He never showed. Never even acknowledged it. And now he's here... for her? An ex-Luna?” The second man slowly shook his head. “No man drops fifty million on a stranger.” “So what are you thinking… His mistress?” The other man glanced back toward the VIP. “Either that… or something a lot more complicated.”

He pats Martinez's shoulder as he concludes. Warrior Levi, Manny's uncle, nods in agreement and adds,"Then we shall gather fifty of the mightiest warriors and launch an attack tonight. Great warlock, please help us watch over and guide the warriors that will remain guarding the pack." Warrior Levi bows lightly as he addresses my grandfather, Mtungagore.

Before I could protest any further, Jackson appeared by my side. "Nicole, doctor Chung is right. Let's leave him with doc for now and I need to talk to you about something important." Jackson said. I glanced back and forth between him and doc, and then reluctantly walked away from Shane's bed while doctor Chung pulled the green curtains around them only, without a single glimpse of what's gonna happen inside. I turned around and looked at Jackson while running my fingers through my tangled hair. "What's up?" "Well everything is pretty chaotic right now. There's only 8 injured men including Cameron and Toby, but the others are all okay." I nodded.