Krieg Space Marine Novels & Stories

Hashep swallowed. "As the Acting Supreme-General of the Sons of Trident Regiment, I hereby put this planet under martial law." He glared at Hashep. "And you, I condemn you to death for your cowardice and betrayal." He took aim. "Wait, I am still--?!" Keron opened fire. Hashep fell to the ground, dead. "Nobody will miss you." Keron said. He glanced at Veteron, who was rocking back and forth. "Shit, I highly doubt we will be able to win this, General Zechaev."

I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning. Eren puts on his matte black integral helmet and springs one leg to the other side of his seat to sit on it. I admire him as he starts the mammoth machine, revving it a few times till it backfires a blue smoky light, causing a fractious pulsating sound. I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster.

the Elite spats venomously. I study him for a moment, pondering this information. This is why the hybrids are winning the war. While we're stuck thinking they're monsters ready to devour our children, they examine us and record our motives and habits. This man has seen more wars than I could ever dream of, and yet, he doesn't comprehend his enemy. "Did they try to kidnap Kieran? Did they take something?" I throw the questions rapidly, firing them as my heart speeds in my chest. This feels wrong. This is wrong.

"Very well, bear with me, as I need to give you a bit of a history lesson. As I mentioned, my people have long been space farers and explorers, but we are first and foremost a warrior caste. In order to expend some of this aggressive energy, we've, over the millennia, become involved in many planetary skirmishes for other races who were being subjugated by violent outsiders." "So you're like space knights?" The blank look on his face told her he didn't understand. "Someone who defends the weak." He smiled, but it was a chilly look that made her shiver. "Sometimes we fight for honor, sometimes we are hired as mercenaries, and other times we fight because we like it." "Oh." Great, kidnapped by