Metal Gear Solid Novels & Stories

“It’s what we came for.” Then he wraps his fingers around the hilt and pulls. The sound that follows isn’t just metal scraping stone, it’s deeper, louder, like the earth itself groans in response. A rush of cold air spirals through the chamber, scattering dust into the light. The blade comes free, gleaming faintly even in the dimness. For a heartbeat, everything is still. Then the hum fades. Asher exhales slowly, staring down at the weapon in his hand. His knuckles are white, his eyes wide. “It’s real,” he breathes. “It’s actually real.”

The time was now 1:14pm and she could make out some movement at the glass door which opened as two huge Japanese men in black suits walked out, followed by another of average height behind them. She moved her sniper slowly to the right as the men made their way across the parking lot to their black sedan. Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss.

I grumble, though secretly I am grateful for her staying with me. We move through the woods until Harriet alerts me to a scent she has picked up. She points down a ledge and through bushes and I see it. The gray flag dancing in a small breeze that floats through the trees. Bill’s team’s fucking flag. The thought of swiping it becomes intoxicating. Just imagining the look of Gamma Dickwad’s face is enough to make me forget how useless everyone thinks I am. I scan the forest floor finding some green moss and point to it. Harriet gives me a confused look as I roll my eyes and move over to it. I drop to my knees and gather two fistfuls before smearing them all over my clothing and hair.

Still hear the terror in Elia’s voice. He had attacked them. No—he had tried to kill his best friend. He stumbled into an empty chamber, gripping the edges of a table to keep himself upright. His fingers dug into the wood, splintering it under his grip. His arms shook violently. His reflection in the polished metal of a shield caught his eye—his face pale, his veins black, his eyes flickering between hazel and the abyss. He had seen this before. He had fought this before. But this time—this time it was winning.

I smirked. I turned back to the gun collection picking and choosing our favourites, "Autocannon, Bolt Pistol, Lasgun, Pulse Rifle, Lancer Pistol and lastly, for you Jack, a heavy bolter." I walked back to the table where the hologram was displayed. "Vehicles, the Rezvani Tank, Telsla Model S and lastly, Lexus Black Panther," Tyler stated.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds and opened them again. "Let's dance." When he opened them again, the cabin disappeared, and his vision was much broader. He felt raw power coursing through his veins, and his mind was clear as the day. The soldiers clad in EXO armor were still trying to attack him, but only the Rail guns could deal any real damage to the mech, which was low enough to be ignored. [Back-up arrives in 00:00:03:59] [Time remaining until self-destruction: 00:00:04:55]

The thought of his mate made his body tingle with excitement, motivating him to get away from this place that was void of anything. His eyelids slowly fluttered open and there she was, his goddess, his heart and soul. His mate was on top of him, with her eyes closed and her head arched backwards as she rode him. The only sounds that were heard in the room were her beautiful moans, which caused him to get aroused. Without sparing any second, his hands found their way to her thighs. His action caused her to stop what she was doing. Her eyes went wide with surprise as she stared at him like she had just seen a ghost. Her cheeks were crimson as he could tell she was embarrassed for getting caugh

I can always tell when she is around by the clicking of her heels. “Jaidyn I see you have met Kyaria.” Gabby says to me. Kyaria, then name sounds familiar, but again I can’t remember where I have heard it before. I look at the model again. Damn, she is cute. She is sexy without trying. She looks at me with those big teal-colored eyes and my cock twitches in my pants. Right at that moment our frontman Aiden struts in. His eyes lock on Kyaria. Great!

I nodded briefly and walked out. Soren met me at the door and we walked down to the basement together, him walking a step behind as a sign of hierarchy and respect. At the bottom of the staircase was Dane, my head warrior which was just another word for gamma. He was the unofficial third in command, taking over if for any reason both Soren and I were indisposed. He was huge and bulky with hands that could crush a skull like glass but when he was being the fearsome gamma of the Black Moon pack, he was actually soft like a teddy bear.

Now go, I won't repeat myself. " Okay... I muttered, and I stood there as the line went dead. It's okay... I can do this, I muttered to myself. One of the boys over there came over to hand me a gun and with shaking hands I collected it, checking and finding out there were bullets in the stuff. I cocked it and placed it behind my back pocket, taking in deep breaths. . . . Bella's POV We were together in the house with Tricia and we heard the call she made. Uncomfortable with the conversation, I spoke up.