Mako Mass Effect Novels & Stories

Jakub screamed in pain but his saliva made him gurgled, hardly able to make a sound. “Don’t worry, I’ve placed something extra special for you. Every pain and suffering my people go through in the hands of your king and yourself, you will feel it times by 10.” Panting and still fighting, he pushed his body up so he would be on his knees kneeling forward, he twist his head. Panning his furious gaze at Marco with saliva and blood dripping down his lips. His eyes begins to have blue veins around his iris. “You think your stupid poison will weaken me? I am the Makkari’s general knight for millennia for a reason. Whatever you put in me, it will disappear and I will make sure you will die like tha

His main reason for allowing Maka full control was to find their pups. “Makahi, I know you can hear me friend. I know you’re angry and feel like you have failed your pups and your Luna. But you have to take back control so you can help me, so I can claim my mate like you claimed yours and then we can both be at full strength to get your pups back.” Montego said, nodding at his best friend. “Wait what!? Is that why you let Maka take full control? I Should slap you. Now you listen, and you listen good both of you. Don’t you ever think that you have fail me or our kids. You are the best man or mate and dad me and the girls could asked for. You have not failed them; do you hear me? I trust you w

"They're not at the beach anymore, Mom. They’re in the shadows of the eucalyptus. I can hear the hum. It’s not like the Ministry. It’s... it’s thinner. Sharper." ​Malakai moved past me, already a shadow himself. He was bare-chested, his tactical trousers pulled on in a blur of motion, his HK sidearm an extension of his scarred hand. He didn't look like the man who had just worshipped my body with a reverent, desperate heat; he looked like the Asset. Cold. Lethal. Absolute. ​"What color, Kai?" Malakai asked, his voice dropping into that sub-zero register. ​"Silver," Kai said, his voice sounding hollow. He finally turned around, and my heart stopped.

14 Miaka entered the mating chamber with her betrothed - a mean-looking monster with teeth and claws. He had chosen this form to spite her. She took her wolf form also - a much smaller wolf of silver fur and small teeth. "Please make it fast," she asked, plugging her brain into the main console. The main console connected her into his Eigen code - the code her game ran on. It was connected to her watch also, and she knew that if she could just remove it - the game would end along with her life.

"Stay back! What the hell is happening?" Malakai turned. His eyes were no longer violet. They were twin voids, absorbing every photon of light in the vicinity. "The Mother wants the shards back, Zack," Malakai said. His voice was calm, but it carried a weight that made Zack’s knees buckle. "She’s not screaming anymore. She’s eating. And I’m the only one who knows how to bite back." Malakai reached out a hand. A nearby wolf—a massive grey beast—let out a whimpering sound as its silver fur evaporated. The creature collapsed into a middle-aged man in a shredded suit, who immediately began to vomit.

Everyone in the group was experienced enough. He also knew that If Nakiya and Colt were here as well, they surely would have been able to get out of this situation without even needing his help. Nevertheless, he understood it was possible for them to draw out enough power to land systematic assaults on the beasts. The only thing they lacked right now was support against the overwhelming numbers. One by one, Maira stamp-out 23 Malakas in approximately 2 minutes. Being an archer herself, she got immediately accustomed to the timings of Creeds's shots.

I think she must have ideas about her fairy fantasies. "If money can buy it, I promise to fulfil every one of them. Don't worry, Matoe, I will be with you in no distant time." He said, still sitting in one of his trucks, a rezvani hercules 6x6 2024 model. Each time he wasn't going out with his guards, he preferred his hercules. Before he started the ignition of the car, Santiago walked to him tapping window of the car. He wyned down to hear what he had to say.

What color indeed? Maya reached a hand up to smear what obviously had to be blue makeup, but his smooth skin did not change hue, and a tingle ran down her body at the touch of his smooth, beardless face. With the sun rising brightly, she could now see him more clearly, and if he wasn't an alien, then he wore a damned good disguise. His skin shone a beautiful dark blue, and his hair, cut short, was a startling white. He had strong masculine features, with hard lips and vivid violet eyes-eyes she remembered glowing before he'd kissed her. She stepped back and looked him over, the silvery material of his jumpsuit already dry and clinging to an obviously muscled frame.

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

the doctor's gaze trailed off to my neck, lingering there when Hunter growled menacingly, a warning. It was common knowledge to not dare challenge alpha blood by setting your eyes on what they claim as theirs, unless of course, you're up for the risk of losing your head. Clearing his throat, Doctor Monroe proceeded on advising me to get some rest, even after healing through the mate bond. When the doctor finally left, he gave me one last look. I know that look. It's the look I always get, right before someone calls me a freak. I was so used to it that I started feeling immune to that kind of gaze, but this time, it's different.