Janet Van Dyne Novels & Stories

Chapter 42: The Sins of the Father The elevator doors retracted with a pressurized hiss, revealing a figure that shattered the static tension of the penthouse. It was Elena, but the woman standing before them was a stranger to the corporate hallowed halls of the Vanderwall Tower. The tailored silk power suits and the calculated elegance of the Chief Operating Officer had been discarded. In their place was a woman clad in tactical charcoal gear, her frame cinched by a utility harness that held a ruggedized, military-grade tablet strapped to her left forearm. Her hair, usually a soft wave of professional poise, was pulled back into a severe, functional knot that highlighted the sharp, unforgiv

Madam Secretary had felt a glimmer of hope, totally convinced that the heroes would be able to take down the last standing alien life form that seemed to be stronger than all the others—Elektris. The Pentagon’s database had managed to gather information on these heroes over the years, having records of their special abilities. They had names like the Blue Streak, Spartan, the Pink Projectile and their most recent addition, the Viper. The appearance of Lady Death had took them all by surprise after she was spotted to be working alongside the other heroes, given her incriminating past life. Of course they had tried to find out how these people came to be—how they got these powers but no resear

"Levi, are you alright?" Please open up," Janet begged countless times, banging loudly, but he refused to . She placed her hands on her chin, wondering what could have happened when it dawned on her that Levi and wanda have always been cat and mouse to each other. "I better go check how Wanda is doing. I hope she's handling her emotions well. She knows fully well that she's half warlock, half banshee, she isn't supposed to wail. I hope she remembers this." Janet concluded, running quickly to her friend's place.

Amy swerved in the opposite direction to avoid being struck by the woman a second time. She glanced hard through the passenger window at the albino woman. The albino hitwoman looked like a porn actress from another world. Amy could see that the woman shared physical characteristics with Irena’s albino bodyguard, who she killed back at the auto factory. But the albino woman looked more demonic than her male counterpart. Her eyes seemed to glow brighter than the daylight. Amy did not know that the albino woman was Jenatrix. The woman she met and talked with at the car dealership. When Amy met Jenatrix, she saw her in her human form, and seeing the assassin in her true extraterrestrial form mad

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

I clarified. "Well your majesty alpha, we could take down their defences with a threat. We should have something threatening." one of the Warriors suggested. "And what do you think we can threaten them with?" I asked curiously. "Well, Alpha Troy is a man with a very young sister, about 5 years old and would do anything for her. So just use Edriana to transport you directly to his office, that way No one will suspect or realize you're there. And once in his office, order him hand over his pack or you will hurt her, and when he agrees and orders his patrols down, we march in and take over, bringing them to our pack lands as our new members under your rule." Daxton said. I'm surprised he actual

"Hot, He may be. But he's a man with money, I'm sure he uses it to get what he wants. For example, sending me to Armani to pick up his suit. Why couldn't he do it himself?" Jenna with the shoulder length blonde hair shrugged her shoulders."Maybe he was busy. Anyway, for important guests like Mason Knight it's all part of the service." Hmm, I knew it. Of course it was Mason that they were talking about. He can't go anywhere without being the center of attention. "I'm sure you wouldn't mind being of service to him in other ways too, if you know what I mean."Monica with the black hair tied back into a ballet bun, shot her a wink.