Mad Max 3 Master Blaster Novels & Stories

I watched as Master unfolded his arms and pointed at me. "It was either that or blunt force. What would you rather me do? After she took down the other Assassins she became completely unhinged. You couldn't talk to her to save her life." Master spoke passively, never raising his voice. It was like he had a natural passive aura. Or maybe he just knew Drake well enough to not be afraid of his leaders rage. Either way it was a weird encounter to witness. Drake sighed angrily and motioned for me towards the bed. It was a cot like bed with chains attached to the wall. I eyed him warily, not taking my eyes off of him as I walked to the bed. As I sat, Drake righted the chair that I had toppled him

The structure was impressive—modern architecture with large windows and what looked like expensive stone facing on the exterior. Probably all thanks to Thorne and his money. The thought made me smirk. Thorne had always been good at making money, since a very young age, even before I took control of him. "Mira's line still hasn't been reachable, Alpha." One of my bodyguards sitting in the passenger seat announced, turning back to look at me over his shoulder. His face was concerned, worried about delivering bad news. The driver had already turned off the engine and the car was silent except for the ticking sound of the cooling motor.

Her sweet scent is fresh in the air as we pull the house to bits, I find my camera smashed to pieces just inside her bedroom door. Gavin is shouting orders through the mind-link to the warriors on patrol, making sure they're on high alert. If she is in the pack there is every chance that fucking rogue is with her. I roar and throw the stool that is in her room, it smashes into the wall ripping a poster of a ballerina off the wall.

"Andrew there is no more foreign object in Blake's wound, so focus and pass me the sterilized water I need to flush out as much blood as I can before sewing him up," she spoke. Listening to Anita's order, Andrew passed Anita the sterilized water, watching as she flushed out the now comatose Blake's wound. Well, paying attention to Anita's actions, Andrew could already see the slight closing of his wound, knowing that without the bullet hindering Blake's natural healing capability, he would be completely healed by the end of the night.

My car spiraled out of control, its wheels locked in combat with the asphalt. Gas, gas, LEFT! More swearing filled the back. I placed my gun down Allegra's back, keeping her down. Right! Swerve! BRAKE! Gunshots sounded out, I returned the fire on them. From the tone and volume of the swearing from the bastards, I wasn’t making much headway.

He snarled, his emerald eyes darkening. Oh my God! Was he being serious? I thought he said all of that in the heat of the moment as I did. I was drugged so I meant none of the words I told him yesterday. "I will scream if you don't leave Mikahali," I warned, and to my horror, noticed his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Really?" He whispered as he slapped my ass and I gasped, feeling my pussy wet. Wait! Wasn't the effect of the drug gone yet? Otherwise, why was I feeling aroused as he kissed my neck?

Adrenaline erased the fear. Dax appeared on the right, dusty and with a minor wound on his arm. “They’re going to fall back,” he shouted. “But not before blowing this whole damn place up.” “Hold!” Maddox ordered, raising his fist. Max was already in position to counterattack but held back. The ground trembled. “What was that?” Amalia asked, spinning around. “Secondary explosives. Bastards,” Max muttered. A boom shook the earth. Trees fell. Smoke, fire. A roar that swallowed all voices.

Matteo said and his voice sounded like he was reading a grocery list instead of talking about a massacre. "We have the ledger and we have the bypass device, but you need to sit down and let me check your pulse because the Master Strain is clearly doing something to your head that we didn't anticipate," I said as I walked toward him and tried to touch his forehead but he stepped back with a speed that I couldn't even follow with my eyes.

Blade's voice replies and I grunted. "Oh, I didn't know." "It was some time ago," Blade responds, "if that's all, see you around Maddie." "Oh yeah," she says cheerily, "thanks again Blade, see you squirt," She beams happily and Max's tiny voice replied. "Bye Maddie." The door closed and then there were footsteps. "Max, don't go in the kitchen there's a monster in there," Blade warns his little brother and I scoffed. "What if I need something?" Max's disembodied voice asks.

All this time, she had been going crazy with fear and I did nothing but call her mad to be seeing a dead man. My chest tightens, my eyes begin to ache. After seeing the last photo, I feel the burn behind my eyes intensifying. Every pore in my body comes alive with anger so strong that I want to rip this motherfucker apart for making Madison go through this dumbshit. “ It’s Max. ” Damien lets out. My eyes glare at the man in the picture, grinning while holding a disguise mask in his hands. Fuck Madison, how deep was I drowning in anger to miss this?