Mako Mass Effect Novels & Stories

𝘔. Maya's message flashed on Jay's screen for a long time and he remembered of the call he'd received just in the early morning asking him to turn the television on and watch the news. Jay was slightly confused at the sudden request but he did so and was stunned to watch it. He knew he'd have to tell Maya sooner or later if not she'd notice it on her own, it was difficult to keep secrets from Maya's hawk-like eyes that could penetrate his body and see through his soul. He had seen her eyes darkening and turning red as blood whenever her bloodlust had taken its toll unfortunately before him.

Another man walks up to him and looks down on him. "Who do you think you are, you dirty rogue, to touch your Queen?" I gasp and turn to Elliot. "His Queen? They work for Derek?" "I'm afraid so. Do you know what they injected us with?" I think and do a quick check-up. "I can hear Cassie but I can't shift. As far as I know, there's only one plant that does this and it's not life-threatening. The effects should wear off in a few hours." The men straighten Elliot violently and the one who put the rogue back in his place reaches out to help me up. We're getting different treatment since they think I'm their Queen.

"All right, I'll go first. I don't think I'll go back to your hideout first. Scarlett's a little hot -tempered with me, alright, bye!" She laughed. "Maybe because you're dating someone or whatever. Don't wait for the next time if there's only one time now," she said. Ezekiel stopped and turned to her and smiled. "Maybe the place is at the right time but the timing is not. I don't want our world to be too chaotic now," he said then went out of the gate. Amore quickly took off her prosthetics and took a shower. She was very shocked by what Regor had done to her recently. While looking in the mirror, she numb her palms. She is very angry for the man.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

His skin was glistening with a fresh sheen of feverish sweat, his dark jaw clenched as he stared at the flashing grid maps of the shipyard. "You're bleeding again," I said, my voice low and flat as the adrenaline of the fight began to recede, leaving behind a cold, sharp irritability. Malakai didn't look up immediately. His large right hand flew across the mechanical keyboard, entering a complex string of commands that closed out the hijacked security feeds before he finally turned his dark, bloodshot eyes toward me.

In the meantime, the arena was being modified so that it could withstand the scale of the incoming battles. Matthew was happy since he was able to reunite with Isaac, an old friend, and also meet someone new who hung out with him, Afro Joss. According to Isaac, Afro was an Ace ranked Hunter who was also a war general of the Shark clan during the Scarlett War. The man was more than two metres tall with short black hair and grey skin. He said that he can grow larger if he’s underwater and become more shark-like in appearance.

“When Alice had all her lies about you falling into place, when you were fed up with the way people treated you and were ready to have someone on your side. I had to make sure you would believe me before I told you.” “You’re serious.” I study his face, but it’s unreadable. “Right.” I shake my head. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” “I’m not making a joke.” He turns to me, and the moonlight is bright enough to see his eyes. There’s no laughter in them. No humor, no playfulness. They’re red. My breath stops short. "Oh my God," I breathe. "You know that you're not human. Humans don't have the kind of strength you do. And now you know that I'm not human either."

– Kane Innovations HQ Alexander’s war-room was a fortress of glass and tech, the holo-table glowing with Marco’s feeds: dark web chatter, server pings, a countdown clock ticking to noon. Lila’s team, six operatives, all ex-Special Forces prepped gear in the corner, rifles gleaming. Mamá insisted on coming, wheelchair pushed by a nurse Alexander had paid to stay silent. Her color was better, but her eyes held the same fire that had sliced a merc’s wrist.

I’m not enjoying the game any more than I am the continued advances of the skinny, minky blonde I’d opened myself back up to. No matter how many times I lean out of her touch, Maka finds another way to keep us close. Currently, my ‘date’ is sitting on the back of the sofa with her knees by my shoulders, while she rubs my back. “You are so, tense,” her face falls on my neck with a little drool or possibly, her licking me as she says this. Sokin is the only other one aside from myself, Aya, Taki, Sugar and Iken that are still going two arcs in. Every one else is passed out somewhere between the two levels.