Invincible Enemies Novels & Stories

He fell forward like a puppet whose strings had been cut, his body hitting the marble with a heavy, metallic thud. "It's the C7!" I shouted to the Unbound who were beginning to rally. "Aim for the base of the neck! You have to sever the hardware!" The battle for the palace became a grotesque dance of biology versus machinery. The Unbound, driven by their new, violet-tinted instincts, fought with the ferocity of the wild. But the Inertia Soldiers were relentless. For every one I disabled, two more stepped through the mist. They were the perfect "Antibody" to our "Infection."

” Maybe I’ll do the boss a favor a waste you all here and now? " We just took down your to pets rocky! ” Energygrid said. ” So you and what army ?!” " This one! ” Plymouth said. “Then out of the sky, Stronghold crashes down to the field. " Having fun Omni - geeks?!” Stronghold said. Then another familiar enemy walked out of the facility gate. It was indigo! " Hey! ” Indigo said. ” Let's show these heroes how real hybrids fight! Whoever thought that a simple rescue mission would turn into an all-out hybrid vs hybrid battle!

About Rain sleeping in his room with her notebook on the shelf and her mother's photograph on the windowsill and her wolf still becoming what it was going to be. He picked up his phone. Called Cole. Cole answered immediately. "I need you," Damien said quietly. "Now. My office." "On my way," Cole said. No questions. Just — on my way. Damien set the phone down. He looked at the city. He had faced enemies before. Had built an empire on the foundation of loss and come out the other side. Had faced Harlan and Rook and Marcus and everything that had come with all of them. But this was different.

“That fucker is a one-man army with no concept of the word consequence!” “Then I’ll teach him.” I stood up now, glaring at my defender. “YOU did nothing to him, and he rained fire on your operation. You did NOTHING!” “What will happen if you test him? Huh? Think about this! You are rational, Marcus. That bastard is not! He is NOT! Are you listening to me? He won’t let go of anything he sets his eyes on! He won’t stop until he gets what he wants or destroys it! That fucker plays only one game – winner takes all. There is nothing in between!”

"This enemy... they're unlike anything we've faced before. Their power is immense, and their motives are shrouded in darkness." Valen, ever the calm and rational presence, leaned forward. "We must gather every bit of intelligence we can. Understanding their origins, their strengths, and their weaknesses is crucial if we are to have any chance of stopping them."

In the world that was so crazily off-kilter, he seemed to be the one real thing remaining. But perhaps he had been affected by the Enemy? This must be it. Damagers! Yes. Svetlana suddenly remembered one of the definitions in her lost notebook. The teacher had been talking about a new kind of the Enemy that had been spotted in the factory precinct. Called vrediteli or damagers, these were fat colonies of pallid worms that had the ability to imitate, albeit imperfectly, a human being. Stuffed into a business suit, their swarming heads covered by a wide-brimmed hat, they could pass for a manager or a supervisor as long as one did not look too closely. When they approached a vulnerable piece of

All crewmen kept focussed on their task regardless. Out of nowhere a fast shadow appeared, flashing through the formation before anyone could react. When the guns were busy tracking the shadow, another appeared. When closing the shadow appeared as multiple small destroyers bearing in on the Cobra Avenger, Invictus turned her guns to defend and sent a barrage of fire their way. Only to find their shots would fly straight through them without doing damage.

The new guys had the upper hand in both strength and numbers, and they kept pouring in, unstoppable. Quim's crew fought back hard. However, those new arrivals were on another level. One of them, without a second thought, swung his rod at a resistor's head, busting it open and sending him crashing to the ground, out cold. "Drop your weapons and hit the floor!" "Drop 'em, damn it! You think you can fight back? This is what happens to anyone who tries!" The bald ringleader waved his bloody rod and kicked the lifeless body aside, sending a clear message. Quim's men were quick to give up, not a single one daring to challenge them.

He said calmly, he picked up the glass of wine and took a long sip before placing it back on the vintage table. "Which rule are you talking about?"Asked the prince. "You of all people know that if any member of this kingdom associates with the enemies it's a crime." The king shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't have any care in this world. "He's not an enemy! She's my mate!"The prince roared. He hated it when people said that werewolves were enemies because he had fallen in love with one of them. Well,he used to think that they were enemies before he found out that his destined mate was a werewolf.

"So are we, but the last thing we need to do is rush into danger without a game plan." "What good would that be?" I growl, jerking my shoulder free. "That crazy Armia and even Parker have magical abilities. Nothing we plan can help protect us from them!" As much as I hated to admit it, I had to come to terms with the fact that our enemy wasn’t like the others. Where the rest of the continent were wolves that fought with brute strength alone, these two had abilities that surpassed even those of the gods. There was no being prepared to fight them; we just had to go in ready for action and hope for the best.