Killer Croc Suicide Squad Novels & Stories

" I said to Toben as the rest of the team grumbled playfully. I made to search for my lipstick in my white D&G bag, but Atrix dug hers out in a flash and handed it to me. I wiped off the smudged lip gloss with the tissue Becca handed me before applying a fresh coat on my lips. I flashed Atrix a smile, Atrix a member of the team named Beatrice but prefer to be called Atrix which sounds cool to me. "Alright, we're good to go." I called and Toben clicked the pictures on his iPhone. Philip collected the phone from Toben for Toben to also be captured inthe pictures. We took a few more pictures till Aisha suggests the two groups leaders take pictures alone. "Do we have to?" I asked. Of course I wa

Beside him stood a figure in a dark hood that even my wolf flinched from. “You’re late, Mason,” Glacier’s voice echoed unnaturally off the cliffs. “The Luna is no longer yours. She is our sacrifice.” With a single motion, he signaled, and dozens of the river’s “undead” wolves charged from behind the waterfall. “Corin!” I looked back—but the barrier snapped shut. Corin remained on the far side, collapsing to her knees from exhaustion, while we were trapped inside with Glacier and his dark army. The trap had closed. But this time, it was I who was cornered.

Kimberly looked at the horizontal scar that ran across the man’s left cheek which was a constant reminder of one of the missions they had embarked upon. A suicide bomber had ran into her team, causing most of them to take shrapnels to their limbs and torsos. She was lucky to have come out unscathed. “Look over there” Their guide said pointing to a cloud of dust from afar. Kimberly immediately looked into her binoculars and saw a vehicle speedingly approaching the huts, while leaving a trail of dust behind. The childen stopped their game and watched the old pickup truck come to a halt. Three men alighted from the vehicle, entered one of the huts and dragged out five people with hoods over the

Wendy Everything was great. The graduation ceremony was awesome. My brother’s friend Zach met his mate, who just happens to be my sister-in-law Cyra’s cousin Sadique. That was fun to watch. Then, I got to watch my brother Yorick, Cyra, and their friends graduate. And if that wasn’t enough, Yorick earned his place on the C-Squad, an elite fighting squad, while his friends earned their place on the Alpha and Beta squads. Just as exciting was seeing the creation of the newest squad, the squad suggested by Henry’s mate, Piper. It’s a rotating squad for those who can’t be full-time elite fighters, now called the Delta Squad.

It seemed like the entire North was just waiting for me to mess up, for the executioner to finally lose his grip and topple over his chair so they could begin cutting up the corpse. As Lucas emerged from the house again, I lifted my head and looked about. “Water's waiting, Alpha,” he said. “Yeah,” I replied, my voice once again in that low, dangerous rumble. “Let's get it over with. Keep the gate closed, no one should be allowed in here, no one.” "Sure, Alpha." I bent forward, gazing at him. "Give me the report. What’s the word from the Crimsonridge Pack?" “It's a shambles,” he said, rocking his weight. “Total chaos,” the Valecrests, the whole line of Beta, were slaughtered, and “no one left

Cobra regarded him for a while and sighed, "I'm sorry about your father. He was already dead when I arrived at the scene." "I know," Bryce gritted his teeth. "I also know who killed him and I want her dead. No matter what it costs, she must die." "Queen Scorpion?" Cobra asked. Bryce nodded, "How did you know?" "You were mumbling her name in your subconscious state. But she is just one little girl. How was she able to bring down the Wild Stallions? I still find it hard to believe," Cobra explained. "She had help," Bryce replied. "I want them all dead; every single one of them should be killed."

None of them were expecting me to keep quiet again so that’s a first. Elder Sesan nudged Alpha Hades and he got started. “Those of our suicide squad that returned brought back some very disturbing… things that were hard to comprehend.” “What were they?” Kane asked with Cannon seeming a bit more anxious than normal. CANNON I avoided thinking about them because those agmarbhs gave me anxiety attacks. Moonstone hasn’t seen trouble like this in centuries and the last one almost destroyed our pack. If I was Alpha, was I really up for the challenge? They weren’t going to take it easy with us and we needed to be alert. After what Hades’ suicide squad retrieved from Dorcha Azonos, I’ve been having d

“The one thing Selene stole from me.” The world seemed to still. Breath hitched in chests. Her voice dropped to a vicious whisper. “I want him.” Silence. A deadly, suffocating silence. “The Summoner of the Death Wolf.” The weight of her demand sent a cold dread slithering down their spines. But before her words could fully sink in— A sharp, searing pain struck her neck. Her breath hitched. Her blackened eyes flickered—once, twice—before they bled back into stormy gray. Her knees buckled, the world spinning as darkness threatened to swallow her whole.

Captain Hiragi trains us himself. When we headed to the back of the camp where we train, the others were already there. There are only four of us- me, Marco, Josaiah, and Xy. I’m a marksman. I use an electrified steel bow that generates its own steel charged arrows. Marco Kleighs is an assassin. He uses daggers that poison the blood of the flesh it is pierced or slashed on. Even the smallest and slightest of cuts can kill the person in a matter of seconds. Josaiah Solace is the warrior, the fighter who has the best combat skills in the squad. He carries laser induced plasma twin blades that shade the color emerald. Xy Caurus is the creator or the inventor. He runs the ground game- creating

Herald ordered. The crew-cut driver nodded and stopped the vehicle. He relayed the order to the hundred or so suicide squad members in the other tanks. These suicide squad members wore simple battle armor that provided them with enhanced speed and agility. Their weapons were swords made of special alloys. As they disembarked, they arranged themselves into three rows. Herald got out and walked to the front of the suicide squad members. With his hands behind his back, he said, "Do you see that monster over there? That's your target!"