Mega Force Ranger Novels & Stories

I wobble on my feet, completely exhausted but manage to keep the stray wolf firmly in a chokehold. He lets out a cruel laughter, like his teammates dead around him didn't mean anything. "You fight a losing battle. We have a weapon that can kill an immortal." He throws his head back, letting out a hysterical laugh. "You fight a losing battle, mortals!" Ryker's hand extends into a claw, which he plunges into the man's side. I let go of him, watching the last of the rogues crumble to the floor. "They drive me fucking mad," Ryker mutters, walking away, barking out orders to Ragnar's minions.

To be candid, her brothers were probably stronger than both Elvira and Jake, but their father had forced them to conceal their strength so that they would not draw too much attention. But since Megan and Ryan started dating, he had shown her his power. Ryan was stronger than even her own eldest brother, who was away on training. Ryan's wolf was a big, 3 feet (0.91 m) tall wolf with terrifying jaws and ice-cold eyes. He has silver furry that shimmers in the sun. When she rode on him at full speed, it was like flying. For Ryan to run for 4 hours at full speed before getting to the end of that tunnel, it could only mean one thing, wherever that end was, it wasn't in their pack territory and ver

Raven I dodge the blows of my opponent. He is larger and stronger than I am, but I’m more agile. He uses a pattern while he fights, three quick jabs to the lift of my torso, his aiming for my ribs, followed by an uppercut from the right. He finishes it off with a kick aimed at my right ribs. He tries to mix it up, by switching sides, but that’s just of his moves. He can also pass for the tree since he has been rooted to almost the same spot the entire fight. I dodge all his attempts to hit me, but I can’t dodge forever. Eventually, he will land a punch and judging by the hulk size biceps, it’s gonna hurt. My body and muscle ache and I don’t have much strength left. If I can get him off balan

He didn't even hesitate, and drove out of the mansion. When he came to the place with very few people, he stopped the car and got out of it. The instant Kendrick got out of his car, he let out a loud frustrated scream, and was breathing unstable. His terrifying scream scared most people away. Kendrick was so unsettled that it caused him to ruffle his hair due to deep annoyance. “I hate myself! Why can't I always do things right?!”. Kendrick roared angrily. He was feeling an outburst of rage, and this made him kick his car nonstop.

He froze, panting. "So, The Destroyer has awoken!" Magnus' voice boomed over the crashing of the waves, mocking him. Brand heard the mumbling and shifting of a crowd. He said a silent prayer to the gods that Astrid and Ulfhild had somehow escaped. "Get him up," the Chieftain commanded, and the now familiar giant hand grasped his upper arm and yanked him to his feet. He glared at Sigurd as he spat sand from his mouth. The man smirked at him, and Brand's wolf snarled. This time, he didn't try to mask the sound and was rewarded with a look of uncertainty crossing the giant's face.

He waved them over to me but luckily I dodged the attack before it could affect me. "We really don't need to do this, Sage." I muttered as I maintained my stand. I shut my eyes forcefully and tried to call out every ounce of power in me in order to fight back. I felt the radiation in my body. It made me realize the powers are coming up but... "Megan!" I heard a shriek behind me. I opened my eyes and I turned back to see Mrs Spears struggle for breath. I gasped in shock as I turned back towards Sage to see him controlling her breath with his hand.

‘‘You move as swiftly as ever,’ Megan thought. Through her leader's previous words, Megan had already discerned that Adrian was someone who truly comprehended power. His ability to sense Origin Power was merely a matter of time. With his strength, he had already surpassed the formidable entity known as Ronan. Yet, after visiting Obscura City, he had once again advanced, officially ascending into a realm beyond human capability. It was truly terrifying.

The Fantasia 2R-E had difficulty catching his much lighter opponent, who happened to be piloting a Fantasia 1R. As the predecessor model, the 1R lagged in several areas compared to the 2R. Nonetheless, the 1R the opponent piloted was the stock model, granted him a decisive advantage in agility and short-ranged mobility. The forest environment also bogged Shifter66 down. His 2R-E couldn't find a clearing to put his substantial boosters to good use. Without the extra speed afforded by the boosters, his 2R-E had been rendered into an overweight mech, clumsily trying to turn its sluggish frame in the direction of his flitting opponent.

“Well, how should you know? Your father’s practically a ditch digger! You don’t even know how to read, Ezra! Now, leave me be or else I’ll tell my mother you sneak into the sugar jar when her lady’s not looking!” Ezra’s eyes were wide as saucers as he kicked dirt in her general direction and took off toward the carriage house. Meggy considered chasing after him, wanting vengeance for the filth in her hair and sprinkled across the front of her frock, but she heard her proper name being shouted from the house and knew she was already in enough trouble without running after him and soiling herself more. She realized she’d meet the business end of the ruler as soon as she returned to the study.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male