Invincible Real Name Novels & Stories

Invictus said while aiming his blazing big sword at me, but I dodge it with my scythe. “Of course, I didn’t. It’s the same word you say every time we meet.” I uttered while kicking his tummy when I found an opening. He groaned and used his black magic to attack, but I avoided it in a flash. “Hahahaha! I am Lord Invictus and I am the ruler of every bad soul. And I am the unconquerable demon-beast!!!” he said. I rolled my eyes because it’s the same word he said centuries ago. Nothing new.

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.

Allen, with one of his free hand, typed his phone number in the burner phone, then gave it back to the man. "What is your name? Allen asked. The man Looked like he was thinking of what to say. "Do you mean real name? or my Nick name? he asked. "Tell me both, I want to know whatever names you are known with" Allen replied. "My real name is Jonas, but my clients know me as 'Viper' Allen looked to see if he was lieing, but it seemed the man was being truthful. "Viper? You see my number in there? That's the number I will be calling you with. Now dial the number, so I can have the burner phone number"

He didn’t want to cry, but his tears betrayed him and streamed down his face. I was ruthless; I have flaws, so please... accept all my weaknesses in life because I am not a perfect alpha, but for you...I will do my best to be perfect. Just stay with me, live with me, and let’s love each other unconditionally. " As soon as Drake finished his vow, Emily started crying. She felt overwhelmed as the alpha told her of his vow. to keep his promise to her.

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in

, I demanded. He sat upright and sighed, looking at me critically. “Near death has not made you sentimental, I see”, he said. “There you go, talking like a suit again”, I said jokingly. “We now have a common enemy. His name is Vincenzo”, he said, getting off the bed. I looked up at him as he heaved slowly, causing his chest to rise and fall steadily. “Yes, we do. But he is practically untouchable and I am lucky to be alive so, what is it?”, I said.

She was called “The Viper.” Her real name was Raven Delgado, 32, a former MMA prospect who had disappeared from the legitimate circuit two years ago. She was lean muscle and dangerous curves , 5’9” of coiled power, with olive skin covered in intricate black tattoos, a tight black sports bra that barely contained her full breasts, and black shorts that hugged her powerful thighs and firm ass. Her dark hair was braided tightly against her scalp, and her eyes burned with feral intensity. Lucas couldn’t look away.

He was shirtless. He sped toward Elder Xan, who was busy sinking his fangs into the neck of the trumpet player he had overpowered. Adrian grabbed Xan and slammed him against the wall with brutal force. The wall cracked on impact. Xan crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Adrian released him. “In my office in twenty minutes,” Adrian said as he walked past me and headed for the exit. Medics came running toward the wounded. I helped support the injured men, but they couldn’t save the trumpet player. He passed away a few minutes after they arrived.