Kamino Mha Novels & Stories

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

"Thank you. As I have said, I am your mother, Riley. I know what you're thinking. I should be dead, buried deep within the ground on pack lands with a fabulous headstone. Well, that is not the case. I was supposed to be dead. Yet here we are, alive and well. I was saved, Riley. I'm in my rightful position to serve and protect those who need protection. The Rogue King, Alpha Arthur, saved me. I am his Luna. What you didn't know was that I was born from an Alpha family. They found out I was a firstborn female and tossed me aside. I lived with my grandparents in the Silver Moon Pack. My parents wanted nothing to do with me. I grew up and met your father. That's why I was such a great warrior fo

Warmonger Chassis Type 13 [A] - Primal Machinations “Planetcracker” Omniresonant Greathammer [S] - Primal Machinations “Primdahl” Round Shield [A] - Mechanica Dharma “Retribution” Mass Driver Pistol [A] — Each of them were installed with the hyperionization submodules that Raijin had put together, which helped protect their armor and shields from Imperial disintegrators. And so they easily raised their shields in front of them, and happily shrugged off any incoming fire from the ships they charged towards.

Derek flew high up in the sky, tracing his mate's scent. Aria's scent led him to a lavishly beautiful mansion. The mansion was built with gold all round. Derek landed on the ground and shifted back to his giant form, his eyes red with anger. He started to walk towards the entrance gate not caring about the people who were running for thier safety. When he got to the entrance gate, the two guards who stood guarding the gates blocked his way and this got him furious.

I said as I lead him to the theater room. I open the door to reveal a large flat-screen television surrounded by large sofas. There was also a mini bar at the side with cotton candy and a popcorn machine. I watch as Alex walks inside the room to take a look around. He stood in front of the popcorn machine before turning to look at me. "Mind if I have some? For the tour?" He asked. "Sure," I said as I approach him. I turned on the machine and we just stood there watching the kernels pop, one after another.

] [LEAD ASSET: T-62 RETROFIT LIGHT TANK. [SECONDARY ASSETS: 4 ARMORED TROOP CARRIERS / 1 MOBILE COMMAND UNIT.] [INFANTRY ESTIMATE: 180+ HEAVILY ARMED FOOT SOLDIERS.] "Hold," I breathed into my collar mic, keeping my voice down to a razor-thin whisper. "Let the lead chassis clear the granite overhang."

I shake it lightly welcoming him in. — The car stops outside a mansion, the black metal doors open automatically as two guards look at us. The huge building behind the high tech large security walls is beautiful. The entrance is marked by two ebony double doors, with intricate carvings of a fox head. A waterfall feature flows beside the entrance, its cascading waters illuminated by subtle golden lighting. The courtyard is paved with polished black stones, leading to a fountain sculpted with obsidian.

He just sent me my new assignment. I am supposed to kill a woman named Mariam Lowel by the end of today. And he never forgets to remind me the consequences if I fail him.

– Kane Innovations HQ Alexander’s war-room was a fortress of glass and tech, the holo-table glowing with Marco’s feeds: dark web chatter, server pings, a countdown clock ticking to noon. Lila’s team, six operatives, all ex-Special Forces prepped gear in the corner, rifles gleaming. Mamá insisted on coming, wheelchair pushed by a nurse Alexander had paid to stay silent. Her color was better, but her eyes held the same fire that had sliced a merc’s wrist.

The controls lit up around me—joysticks, screens, a helmet resting in the cradle. I put the helmet on. The visor flickered, displaying a Heads-Up Display. SYSTEM ONLINE. WELCOME, PRINCESS MARINA. "No," I said into the mic. "I'm Marigold." BIOMETRIC SCAN... MISMATCH. USER: MARIGOLD FORBES. ACCESS GRANTED. The screens shifted. Weapon systems. Navigation. Engine status. "Engine status?" I asked. FUEL CELLS: 100%. CAPABILITY: STEALTH. SPEED: MACH 2. ARMAMENT: 2x MISSILES, 1x RAILGUN.