Mercenary Enrollment Light Read Novels & Stories

… Everything seemed to be going well during the interview. The plump principal, Vincent Lynch, was in the midst of buttering up Wendy and Zachary. "Ms. Lindell, Mr. Shea, don't you worry. Your daughter is gifted beyond her age, and we can't wait for her to join us. I can personally ensure that your enrollment goes through." Wendy looked incredibly pleased. She clearly enjoyed the feeling of being complimented. Zachary picked up his coffee and looked at me with disdain. Vincent picked up the official school stamp and was about to confirm Quincy's enrolment when his personal phone suddenly rang.

[OFFICIAL SUMMONS: AEGIS ELITE PILOT PROGRAM] [RECIPIENT: REN WALKER (USER: WRAITH)] [SENDER: MINISTRY OF DEFENSE - TACTICAL OPERATIONS COMMAND] Mr. Walker. We have been quietly monitoring your combat telemetry and neural-sync rates within the Aegis Online public servers for the past six months. Your tactical efficiency, spatial awareness, and precision under extreme duress are unparalleled. The government is currently recruiting the top 0.01% of users for a highly classified, specialized defense initiative.

" we haven't heard anything about your families and friends , And you have been reported missing for quite sometime ...." Loveth cuts him off quickly " I am an orphan and I happened to be sold to a mercenary by my foster father . So kindly move on to something else. I no longer have business with my past ." Loveth crossed her legs as she waited for the next question even though she knew she had given too much information to the public and right now a part of her solemnly regretted it but it was too late already . " So lastly we hope you will honour our invitation next time ."

(He says placing his hands in his pockets with his thumbs out as he appears to lean back relax and nonchalantly) Sergeant Richards: Quite the mouth you're subordinate has there. It'll be a shame if we couldn't actually work on a deal after all I am interested in employing you all as mercenaries but not for any government. (He says as he holds up a flyer for a recruitment station Danztler had once placed back in Tokyo) Dantzler: See Xanne! He said the work word!! This means potential ally. Xanne: What about our fuel? Also who you calling a subordinate?!

The glowing blue system interface expanded right in front of my face, its translucent letters pulsing with brilliant, cold light: [Resource Acquisition Milestone Reached: $10,000,000 Liquidated!] New Inventory Confirmed: 200 Tons Armor Steel | 50,000 Gal Fuel | 3,000 MRE Crate Units] [System Storage Status: 5,000 m³ Available | Occupancy: 38%] I stared at the glowing blue screen, letting out a long, quiet breath. Suddenly, my private satellite phone vibrated on the desk. I picked it up and tapped the screen. It was an encrypted text message from Commander Alexander :

My pussy stretched around his father’s thick veiny dick. Something shifted in his eyes, the anger didn’t vanish it became hotter and darker. His jeans became more dented. He was hard. “You’re disgusting,” he said, stepping fully into the room and clicking the door shut. “Both of you.” Robert’s lips curved into a smile. “Now learn how a real man treats a repaid debt. Or join.” Marcus’s breath hitched. “Fuck you, old man! If I’m joining you it’s to remind her who she really belongs to.”

“We need to know what we’re facing before committing troops.” Elias’ gaze swept the room, settling on Luke for a moment, almost as if weighing his loyalty, his instincts, his worthiness. “Approximately three hundred,” he said. “Highly trained, mostly mercenaries loyal to Rowan, with a few recruits from the outskirts who think allegiance will keep them alive. They’re fast, coordinated, and they strike in packs. I’ve already reinforced the border scouts, but this is more than just a test. This is an opening.”

I felt his breast against mine, just before I lay, face down, on the bed, sliding off him and turning around immediately. I didn't dawdle. I got on my knees, raised my hips, and stared at him over my shoulder. “One,” I growled. I really don't like to talk. That word was one of our codes. He smirked. “Get ready,” he rumbled, and I did. I locked my hips and placed my forehead on the pillow, gripping it tight between my arms. One meant “no mercy,” and my keeper, my master, my partner, gave it to me.

Xandar now held her hand in both of his to kiss it and began explaining, “Lucy, the Lycan warriors are available free-of-charge.” Lucianne’s eyes widened in surprise as she exclaimed, “Oh, it has changed already? That’s great!” Xandar frowned and said, “No, Lucy. It has always been free. At least, it was supposed to be.” Lucianne seemed taken aback. “No, that can’t be right. It says so right on the application form that charges will be imposed. Here, let me show you.” She took out her phone and logged-in to the website for the application, and opened up a P*F document. She swiped down until she saw the options, and passed her phone to Xandar, “Here, in fine print, next to the option for Lyca

How could my mother be okay with all this nonsense? After a few minutes' drive, Colby pulled up in front of the club. This club was strategically located on the outskirts of my pack territory for a reason. I didn't want the judgmental Wolf Council to get wind of my activities. As I exited the vehicle, assisted by Colby, I took in the vibrant scene. The club was already pulsating with energy, evident from the long queue of patrons eagerly waiting outside.