Lance X Dot Novels & Stories

Xyla marvelled at his intelligence and his efficiency. “What about Master Lancelot’s henchmen? What did you guys do to them?” Her eyes widened; attentive and brimming with curiosity. Stanley took out a pistol from his waist slowly and placed it in Xyla’s hands. “Silent tranquilizer gun. The needles in there contain anesthetic drugs. As soon as the needle pricks your skin, you’ll lose consciousness. The most important thing of all is that it makes no sound at all…” Stanley said again. No wonder they could not hear anything in the cabin when so many people collapsed out there.

Burke was responsible for close combat, while Cole would bombard her with relentless firepower. Lastly, Rui’s task was to distract Ogre and Hannah, and if the opportunity arose, he would use mental shock to harass Elisa. "Lancelot, be careful. Todd’s ability mainly enhances his eyes and dynamic reflexes. He’s known as the Eagle Eye, the best marksman in our training camp. Your steel body can’t be activated yet, so be cautious," Rui warned. Lancelot nodded slightly in agreement.

Axel whispers to Lance next to me. I open my eyes that have a reddish tinged vision to them. I feel my hands held but am desperate to have them back. “Please…please…no…no…” I beg but quickly move on to sobbing. “Do I have your permission to inject Lance?” Doctor Wessex says standing near my legs. Lance looks at me with pure terror in his eyes before sighing and nodding with his agreement. “Just do it!” I feel the sharpness of a needle in my thigh and cry out in pain. My screams are painful to create, let alone to hear.

Ridiculing Lance more. Lance were never insulted like this, nor someone make fun of him. Madden, he shouted, “Shut up! Just bring it on!” “Accept my offer, I'm warning you.” Zitrey said while playing the ball on her fingers. “If not, you will terribly lose.” The referee was about to blow the whistle. “Who are you scaring off? I'm Lance Von Lumiere, a man who never been defeated. No one stand before me nor standing with the same level as me. To my presence, your just, an ant Zitrey!”

When they reached the little red dot on the mountain, they saw a cedar tree that was covered in snow and icicles. Lance was under the tree, completely frozen. He was leaning against a tree, neatly dressed. His face looked peaceful and quiet. His eyes were closed, and he looked like he was still breathing. His face was covered with a layer of frost. His eyelashes were icy, and he sat there with one leg bent in a relaxed and nonchalant posture. He looked cold, sharp, firm, and motionless. They knew that Lance was already dead. This picture seemed frozen in their minds.

"Lance, are you deliberately sending them to bully Soulrend Pack?" She tried to release Luna's soothing aura to protect Dwight but was slammed back by Lance's cedar dominance, stumbling three steps. Alpha Howell, already indecisive, was now completely flustered at seeing Dwight beaten. He was about to speak when Lance's sudden golden-red vertical pupils pinned him in place—the surging menace in them made his nape glands tighten. "Alpha Howell, I suggest you stay out of this between Soulrend Pack and me," Lance's cedar aura carried a chilling warning.

Douglas said, trying to help Lance. “That's fine! I still have my creations in the lab. They will wipe you all out.” Lance chuckled. “They're gone.” Nora said her voice soft and just above a whisper. “What? You think i am stupid.” Lance laughed at her. “Check then.” Nora shrugged the best she could against Lance. Lance;s eyes glossed over as he mindlinked his guards. She felt his grip tighten on her as his body began to shake with anger. “No!” Lance bellowed, his body shaking.

I reassure him, he didn’t have time to worry about me, he needed to stay focused. It was working, as soon as Isla and myself administered the poison the rebels started dropping like flies. “Keep going!” I shout to Isla as she was near Hong and now Rory. The two of them taking on a lycan rogue together. “Give him two doses!” I say to Isla. He was huge and needed to be taken down. The big bugger heard me and changed his tactics, starting to run towards me like a bull seeing red. “Shit!” I get my syringe ready but it wasn’t needed, Lance rams into the rebel lycan, stopping him in his tracks.

"Yes." Dot smiled, showing the gaps where her teeth hadn't fully grown in. She turned and ran upstairs. At the top of the stairs, she looked back at him. Dorian crouched in the doorway, pulling out his terminal. On the screen, three curves scrolled side-by-side: his at seventy-one, Luna's at sixty-six, Dot's at ninety-three. He watched them for a while, then turned off the screen. He created a new folder, labeled "Dot," and dragged her real-time heartbeat curve into it. Then he created another folder, "L&D," and placed Luna's and Dot's curves side-by-side within it, watching them scroll, overlap, and separate.

Lance closed his eyes with thoughts in his mind. So these how I die, without doing anything or revenge my parents. A tear drop rolls down his cheek. "Bang! bang! bang! The sounds of gun shot echos the air however lance did not feel any pain or feel the drop of blood. He opens his eyes. An image of a man on top hat on a black suit and a trench coat, his red eyes gleaming in the dark holding a cigar and a gun standing at the door. The man from before begins to walk towards lancelot.