Matt Murdock Novels & Stories

Making them merge with the other groups. We train daily. We are responsible for learning as many tactics as possible. I as well as both betas and James are the main snipers. We usually are the first to arrive at the scene and the last to leave the scene. We gotta specialize in everything. From artillery to, combat, human and wolf form. Our specialty consists of different martial arts, combat, being the best with weapons, and my favorite.... being swift with the sword. There's just something about ripping a vamps head off with one single swift from my blade. Almost like a knife going through butter.

“Doing things without a bottom line at such a young age…people like you are scum of the earth!” “Right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Kristan Duncan. I’m the cousin of Garry, the mixed martial arts champion! I’m the squad leader of Mordu Police Station’s first branch!” “My cousin asked me to take good care of you when he visited me.” “But I don’t think there’s a need to be courteous to people like you!” “My cousin hates you to the core, yet for Ms. Xavier’s sake, he had to ask me to keep you safe with all my might!”

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.

’ I replied, looking out the window. “Harley, what can you tell us about the Beta at the Silver Springs Pack?” Duncan asked from the front seat. He turned to look at me. I was surprised at the contrast between Anders and Duncan. Much like the difference in Alpha Michael and Alpha Callan, their physical appearance was complete opposites. I didn’t know much about Duncan, except from the bits and pieces that Anders had shared, which hadn’t been much.

They’re apprehensive after what I did with my dad’s bracelet, but they’re coming regardless. Coming to finish Alec off, and me along with him. And for what? Because we exist? I’ve never harmed anyone, and I’m sure Alec hasn’t either. Those kids in the dorms didn’t deserve what happened to them. Rage unlike any I’ve ever known floods me. It propels me forward with the gravitational force of a planet. I meet the first Silver Hunter head on, grabbing their arm and forcing them to drop their sword before I punch them in the gut.

Clark threw a punch to straight to the sides of Matt's cheeks glowing inwardly, he was knee bent on taking his revenge, and Clark knew one thing was for sure: if Matt hadn't gone about spluttering words to his close friend , none of this would have happened, and now that it finally did, he could barely handle himself anymore. “What was that for?” Matt asked, not daring to raise his voice as he clenched his teeth. Right, he and Clark were friends, but when it came down to certain things, their standards were clear: Clark was of alpha bloodline, but for Matt, it was beta. So that being noted made it a permanent law that until he broke free to become a route or at least broke free off his w

"Did you ever find out anything about whether or not Mitch was involved in your mugging and hit and run?" "No, but I can't imagine that he was. I'm letting it go. He's not a thug. Just a lonely billionaire with too much money and time on his hands." "He did act a lot like my brother would have before Bethany. Bastards." "You're a billionaire too, silly." She pulled up the file and tilted her head to the side. "Matt... who's the client for this job?" "No clue. Why?" She turned the computer toward me. It took me a minute to realize what I was looking at. Various members of my family popped up on the screen, then the office down in Seattle and a few other iconic locations.

“Damn it! Who the hell ruined all my plans?!” Murat snarled through gritted teeth. He was currently crouched behind a rack full of dusty cardboard boxes, his breathing ragged and labored. He wasn’t the man he used to be in his prime. Dodging bullets and chaos had drained him, and sweat poured down his forehead in thick rivulets. “Ugh!” A faint groan came from Diego, who lay beside him, barely conscious.

I had never seen so many rogues together in such a well-organized camp. He invited me to his tent and offered me something to dress, eat, and drink. I accepted and sat at the table with him and his right-hand man. - Who are you? - I asked. - I'm the true heir of the Lycon Moon Pack. Jack, the father of the current alpha, killed my father when I was very young and threw me out. I swore I'd come back for revenge. Twelve years ago, I tried to win back Lycon Moon with the help of all these wronged rogues, but we were defeated. They are so cruel that, when they saw that one of the warriors identified me as the true alfa, they killed her. I think her name was Mary.

Jia blushes and looks down at her lap clearly embarrassed, but that only makes Nole smile harder before he walks off the field like he is a superstar. Before I can even process what happened or say anything to Jia Modok enters the field looking solemn. His creamy skin, hard protective scales, and shining blade make everything about my friend fall away. He looks so serious and ready that I can't take my eyes off him. It is clear he is used to danger. He is used to being in charge of his environment even when there is a clear threat. Nothing about him says weak or unsure to me. He is in control even as the mutated deer with fangs comes charging onto the field. He doesn't even blink when it let