Metal Gear Solid Novels & Stories

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 am not sure why she is smiling at me. “They were here because the model they had chosen for a video bailed on them. Gabby knew they were gonna be in town so they swung by here to look at some of my models.” Evie tells me. “Ok, and this matters to me because?” I ask. “Please pay attention Kyaria, you just met Jaidyn Matthews. He is Crazy’s lead guitarist.” She explains.

Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped towards the tyrant, its mouth wide open showcasing razor-sharp teeth. As he neared the Tyrant, a hard circular object stuck into its mouth, its teeth tore deep into the object’s metallic surface and got stuck. As Jericho looked down he noticed a shield sticking out of its mouth. Tyndale had managed to pick up one lying close to him and pushed it into its mouth.

"You may have learned a few useful skills in Skyless Keep, but subtlety was clearly not one of them." My stomach drops. He's been watching me. He's been watching my every move. I'm a fucking idiot. "I wasn't planning anything." I say with anger laced in my words. "Must we return to insulting each other's intelligence, Miss Thalorien?" The door behind me opens and I spin on my heels to look. Two soldies come barreling in right towards me. My body reacts before my mind does. I swing at the first one, my fist connecting with his jaw hard enough to send pain shooting up my arm. He grunts, stumbling back, and for one glorious second, I think I might actually make it to the door. Then the second s

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.

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

He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground “Three days from now a metal vein will appear at this spot, weapons forged from it will be capable of killing them.” He added with a smile, he then pointed the finger at Amelia and another drop of god-blood flew from it and landed on her forehead before assimilating into her body and then her soul. Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body.

The white sand shifted under fifteen thousand pairs of boots, creating a low-frequency rumble that traveled through the bedrock and into my marrow. The air was thick with the scent of unrefined fuel and the metallic tang of kinetic rifles. Rogues in scavenged leather sat atop rusted water tankers, their muscles tensed for the coming impact. Nulls in grey rags kept a rhythmic, heavy pace alongside defected Highbloods whose torn silk robes were stained with salt-sweat. They carried lengths of rebar and Barzil-scrap weapons that hummed with an unstable, electronic heat. I stood in the gunner’s hatch of the lead command vehicle—a heavy, six-wheeled crawler. The vibration of the engine traveled t

"It cannot project vocal rune-waves like Shadow. But if you key in the proper kinetic commands, it will perform full battle drills or traditional war dances. Watch this." Caelan taps a rapid sequence of activation runes into the ironwood console. The massive bronze-plated golem beside us shudders, its heavy joints grinding with an deep metallic hum. Though it looks clumsy and heavy enough to crack cobblestones, it suddenly shifts into a series of incredibly fluid, lightning-fast defensive maneuvers. The sheer mechanical grace puts even the high-tier battle-golems of the royal sentinel barracks to shame. "Elder Viktor sent this one from the northern front," Caelan continues, dragging me down