Marvel Avengers Disk Wars Novels & Stories

"But it's going to take me three minutes to push the Phase-Shadow over the city limits. If they hit the mainframe before I finish the compilation..." "They won't," Dax said. It wasn't a promise. It was an absolute fact. He keyed his comms, broadcasting on the Vanguard's encrypted channel. "Iron Wolves! Form up on the ground floor lobby! The enemy is dropping from the sky. They are anti-matter. Bullets will not work. Plasma will not work. The only thing that hurts them is the Phase." "We're already in position, Prez," Tank’s voice boomed back, backed by the sound of twelve heavy engines revving to the redline. "The Board's security forces are crying in the stairwells. The lobby is ours."

Nik muttered, “ That’s new low, even for you.” “You know better than to insult me.” Atlas warned, his voice carried a dangerous tune that scared me, “I put a hole through your heart once. I won’t hesitate to do it again.” “Atlas the red eyed monster.” The third alpha whose name I still couldn’t remember chuckled softly, “Always quick to spill blood.” “I’ll gladly chop your head off, Lucien.” The rumors were true. They all despised each other.

I glanced at Dimitri, hoping to find the answer in his eyes, but the same thoughts of reluctance I had seemed to be coursing through him as well. As much as I didn't want to fight these humans who were only taking orders from their king, I knew that the threat to our own home was far more important. "Constable Belikov, I think it's time you went and got your armor." DPOV Songs: Burn the Witch by Queens of the Stoneage, Claire de Lune by Claude Debussy, Zombie by Bad Wolves "Return the Sage Princess or we will attack!"

On Tuesday, the alarm clock echoed through the small room. As a matter of self-discipline, Catherine left her phone charging far from the bed, forcing herself to get up. She had slept much later than she planned the night before because André had celebrated longer than she intended. They had stayed up talking about trivial office matters and their team, and ended up staying awake until midnight.

I asked, and they looked at each other before nodding. “Then Consider them done.” We could still stop this war. I did my calculations based on ten packs. Now that I have only five, there will be a shortage of warriors. I could use Scott’s help when he comes here. Let’s just hope he wanted to be the alpha.

She couldn't help but hiss. " Mom, I think they're dead" Maverick revealed. " I'm scared Mom, I don't think this war was a good idea" He swallowed nervously. " Are you too chickening out?" Madelyn scoffed in disbelief. " No but..." " Just shut up and trust me. We'll both survive this war ok?" Madelyn assured and Maverick nodded reluctantly. Hudson was still battling with the dark force in his head, trying everything possible not to let it in but Alvara wasn't even helping matters.

he muttered, trying to save face. “But you’re suggesting that all of us should be,” Darius shot back without missing a beat. “Look, we’re warriors, yes. But I’m talking about strategy—about maximising our advantage. Packs are already preparing. Take Alpha Jericho, for example; his warriors are rumoured to be equipped with illegal weapons that make his confidence in battle almost a given. If he’s armed to the teeth and we show up with nothing but claws, we’re at a disadvantage.”

Taking long strides, he went back to the parking towards his Lamborghini which his Dad had just gifted him as his birthday present and reversed out of the building.  Minahil was sitting with Zaviar and his friends. “Zaviar is not that bad!” she thought to herself. "Zavi, do you know Abraham got a Lamborghini!" One of them exclaimed. Her ears perked up hearing his name. "Dude, that boy is filthy rich!" Another commented. "It's a black matte!" Another added. Zaviar was talking to them but she was getting irritated of his name. "I'm leaving!" She stated and walked away without listening to whatever he was saying to her.

“No, Hudson, I meant inside this room when we have church. You’re sitting in, since this plan involves you.” “Fuck yeah,” he said and headed toward them as the men headed to their meeting room and took their seats around the table. Jake shook his head as he closed the door behind him and sat down in his chair. “Hudson has provided me, with courtesy of Dominic Vittori, evidence of who pulled the trigger and killed our brothers.” “Let’s go spill blood,” Dagger said, clenching his fists. “This document shows text messages sent from their President, and I quote ‘fucking kill every last fucking Warrior’ they found that night. We’re going to war, Warriors! It’s time these Dead Dogs stay fucking de