Novel & Cerita Metal Gear Novel

I moved to his left, dropping to one knee and tracking the second pair of Reapers. ​I didn't think about the humanity of the men in the black gear. I thought about the ledger. I thought about the cage. I thought about Julian Vane’s smug, entitled face. I squeezed the trigger, the recoil vibrating through my shoulder as the first Reaper went down, his rifle clattering against the marble floor. ​"Move! To the Enlightenment Gallery!" Malakai shouted, grabbing my hand as we sprinted through the crossfire.

Before deciding to go join Eve Matthews and the Chef in the kitchen, She remembered she hadn't replaced the vase that Sophie broke so she dashed to the store and took out the exact vase, then She made her way to Brain's room. Vanessa thought there was no need to knock since the owner of the room hadn't arrived so she badged into the suite as if it were hers and gently shut the door behind her. She came face to face with a very shocking view which made the vase she was holding drop to the floor and shatter into pieces. On the other side of the room was a naked man on his feet. Not just any naked man, a sexy greek god. He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you d

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

He pulled her along with him and half ran in the opposite direction of the guards. The guards had noticed his absence and were beginning to look for him around. When they were a good distance away from the marketplace, he released his hold on her, but he regretted it the moment he did. “What was the meaning of that?”, Raisel shouted, “What’s even wrong with you?!” “Hear me out!” “No, I won’t…!” “Just hear me out”, he said firmly, “Molvania is littered with guards looking for you. You have taken one of their most prized possession. The book was drafted long before the war, it’s the only one there is, there have been no books on dragons written before”

we hear Gabriel behind us and we nod releasing each other. He takes us through few corridors, which is again well-lit. We reached a door where two men stand guarding and they had actual guns. They bowed at Gabriel as they opened the door for us to enter. Again, I am surprised to see the neat prison in front of me. It looked so similar to the human prison. It had plain walls with heavy iron bars securing each cell. Each cell had a steel cot with no mattress and only a few had inmates who looked and smelled so dirty.

He underestimated me. “I have information that will interest you boss.” He quickly said. He must’ve noticed my hand lingering on the gun beside me. “What makes you think I want to listen to you?” I raised my eyebrow. “Everyone in the underground is talking about it. A book.” He takes a deep breath, “There’s a book that has all the secrets of all the gangs in the city. Even that of El Alma.” The mere mention of the top mafia group in Chicago grabs my attention. Even though it was mostly non-existent and hidden, El Alma remained the biggest mafia group to ever exist. It’s been around since my father was still a boy.

this fall was coming. "Besides, you tried to kill me. What, I'm just supposed to take it?" "Heh. Stubborn fool." He scoffed. Then—blink. A Spatial user flashed to his side, grabbed him. "Selene, die with the base." Gabriel smiled, cruel and calm—right before vanishing. The sky tore open. A missile roared through the rift, screaming straight at us. "Oh my god—it's a nuke!" "We're dead! We're all dead!"

for the current version of the roots, a place where the Directorate’s oldest, most primitive security systems were still active. ​"We’re picking up a 'Hard-Signal' from the mountain-side," Kael said, his obsidian-armor turning a pale, arctic white to match the environment. "It’s a 'Kinetic-Sentry' grid. They aren't using Aether-tech, Elena. They’re using Old-World Railguns." ​The Iron Gate ​The ship landed in a swirl of snow and ice, its roots struggling to find purchase in the frozen rock.

Metal ripping, glass breaking. Gunfire everywhere. I pressed my face against the floorboards, my hands locking around the fabric of Dante’s tactical vest. The metal beneath us vibrated violently with every acceleration of the engine. Above us, the remaining windows exploded, raining sharp fragments onto Dante’s back. He didn't even flinch. His weight stayed heavy and solid over mine, an iron shield cutting off my view of the slaughter outside. I could taste the copper tang of blood in my mouth, mixed with the freezing rain spraying through the ruined frame of the vehicle.

Chapter 152: The Ghost in the Grid The mechanized sentinels pursued them with a cold, terrifying efficiency that no living soldier could match. They didn't tire, they didn't hesitate, and they didn't miss. Heavy iron bolts slammed into the stone walls of the narrow merchant alleys, showering Natalia, Marcus, and Lyra with sharp fragments of brick and mortar as they ran.