Metal Gear Revengeance Monsoon Novels & Stories

Even the sirens of the approaching police cruisers faded into a confused, mechanical silence. ​The only light left was the moon, pale and indifferent, and the orange glow of the burning crane at the museum. ​"Move!" Malakai grabbed my hand, and we dove for the roof access door just as the first Reaper hit the gravel behind us. Without their night-vision goggles—which had been fried by the pulse—they were as blind as anyone else.

West POV The walk has been going on for some minutes now, and the air feels heavier, charged with an unspoken tension. Some of Ragnar’s men have shifted into their wolf forms, their senses sharpened, their ears twitching at the faintest whisper of danger. They move silently, like shadows in the moonlight, scanning the horizon for any sign of threat. Meanwhile, the others walk alongside us, their paws barely making a sound on the earth, their presence a steady, reassuring force.

The interior was equipped with a suite of non-invasive sensors that allowed Anya to monitor the biological signatures of anyone within a twenty-foot radius. For Kaelen 'Wraith' Vance, a Rezvani Tank 'Vengeance'. This tactical SUV was the definition of brute force. Finished in a non-reflective 'phantom grey,' it featured thermal night vision, electromagnetic pulse protection, and a smoke screen system. Kaelen had added a custom weapon rack and a reinforced chassis for high-speed extraction missions.

I didn't dare to breathe and my doe-like eyes were wide with agitation. He looked into my eyes. His eyes held wrath while mine held terror. His blue against my brown; Ocean against the land; Werewolf against a human; Alpha against a commoner. I was literally trembling in my spot. "You better not," his voice was too calm but his eyes held war. I nodded my head, gulping down my anxiety. ********

Golden light exploded beneath Scarlett's feet, tearing through the clearing in blinding waves. The ancient symbol carved into the earth awakened all at once, its lines burning brighter than fire as energy surged through every mark and circle hidden beneath the soil. The ground trembled violently. Trees swayed despite the absence of wind, while cracks raced across the clearing like lightning spreading through stone. Scarlett staggered backward. Lucas burst through the tree line at the same moment. "Scarlett!" Relief hit her before panic quickly followed. Behind him came Damon, Ethan, Jax, Alex, and nearly twenty warriors. They entered the clearing ready for battle, but the sight before them b

Emotions that were burning and almost burning my insides right now. But I should be able to try to hold myself back, until the right time to take revenge on all of them. The Silver Moon Pack, Harrison Hux, and Felicity Rey. Three names that I will always remember in my mind and heart now. There will be no mercy for them. There will be no forgiveness for them. There will only be revenge. The right revenge for all of them here.

More darts wheeze past me and I try to run in a zigzag manner to confuse them. But for how long can a common omega resist such force? When I come to a crossroad, my legs give out again and a dart finally finds its way into my back. The forest starts to spin and my breathing starts to come out in heavy spurts. I fall, back first to the ground, vision blurring as I see some bear shifters approach. At the lead is Angus. He smiles. “You're a good runner.” The world fades to black. *** The feeling of something wet underneath me wakes me up.

Alex cussed taking steps away from me but I grabbed his hands with the little sight if him that I could see. "Where do you think you're going to?" I asked, panic rising in my voice. "This is dark fog, the beast of the east is back. We are not safe, none of us is." Alex answered and i felt a cold chill run down my spine. I've heard a lot about the beast of the east and trust me, nothing said about him was good. Everything was evil. And... Damn! The late Alpha and Luna is yet to be buried. The beast of the east Is back.... How can they be buried with war ongoing?

The Code-Born kids were magnificent, acting as an endless, chaotic reactor core, pushing the sub-ether through the dead Founder tech with flawless precision. Slowly, the tide began to turn. The heavy, oxidized corpses of the Trench-Walkers littered the submerged lower decks, and the rate of their ascent slowed. The blue Origin-Code blasts had illuminated the dark water so brightly it looked like the ocean itself was glowing. "The surf is clearing!" Reyes announced, her eyes glued to the telemetry. "The infantry wave is breaking. They're retreating back into the deep water!" A massive cheer echoed over the Vanguard comms from the lower levels. The Revers and the Paladins had held the line.

Would I feel this way about either one of them if it wasn't for The Moon Goddess? Another push at my mind. I attempt to block it, but Cast nudges me. "Feels good doesn't it?" I push him off of me. "Shut up." Branches start to break in the distance- and thats when I hear the load of another gun. Oh god. They're going to start shooting again. The fear that takes over me is imbolizing. Cast is growling at me and nudging me to move forward so I belly crawl toward's rock to take cover as bullets and not just any bullets silver bullets designed to hurt and if you hit a ware wolf with one in just the right spot, will kill us they rain down on us. Cast guards my back as I make it to behind the rock