Mk Legends: Scorpion Novels & Stories

She said hurriedly, "It's the Red Eye King Scorpion. It only appears in ancient tombs and is extremely poisonous. Due to its long duration in the tomb, it will attack any human that it sees. Be careful!" Right after she said that, the Red Eye Scorpion King roared and charged toward Darryl at an unimaginably high speed. Darryl had the blood-drinking sword in his hand; he aimed it at the scorpion. Darryl could not use his internal energy as the strong vibration might cause the ancient tomb to collapse. He had no choice but to use a weapon. No matter how strong the shell, the blood-drinking sword should be able to pierce through it.

It started to be complicated when he-- the unknown and psychotic leader of the organization where I belong since I was seven is after me. No one knows him, not even his voice. The only thing that binds us together is our blood. The organization that's ruled by bloodline. He's the faceless man who twisted everything from the start and one who ruled the organization for eight years, the twelfth Morgan who reigned for a short time and also known as the Phantom of the organization. I admire him too much back then. He worked behind the shadows. He succeed in maintaining the stability of the organization for eight years and made the Thanatos the most powerful organization that made in history. Tha

I would've smiled if fear hadn't gripped my heart, threatening to still the pounding thuds hammering in my ears. Henchmen was the Scorcher's name for the law enforcers that patrolled the perimeter of the walled Cities. Each town had their own legion and the scorchers hated them all, almost as much as the henchmen hated them.

She raised her second hand to fight me off and I grabbed it so that I was now restraining both her hands. “Hey, are you just going to watch as she assaults me!” Jennifer screamed at her lackeys. They rushed at me and as they did, I tossed Jennifer to the side to deal with them. The first one fell out to the side as I kicked her legs out from under her and the other one had her hands twisted much like Jennifer. “You seem to have forgotten who I am.” I smiled at the women who backed away from me. In the first place, whose blood flowed through my veins? It was the blood of a warrior. The Crimson Wolf! The Crimson Wolf did not birth a child who could not hold out against women who only knew how

There was a profile of a stag in mid-air on one side of the medallion. ‘I have seen this on one of the guys back in Moonstone. It must belong to a member of our pack.’ ‘Then it must have fallen from Damien. He is from Moonstone.’ Miranda was looking at me as she spoke. ‘Was it that it fell off as he struggled with the abductors?’ ‘If he isn’t one of them, why did he come here?’ ‘He can’t be under a spell, can he?’ I responded ‘A spell strong enough to command a wolf is rare. I know a few witches who can wield but they are all dead.’

Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them. “Boss.” He said with a slight bow. “Lucas.” “One of our stash houses was hit this morning.” There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget. Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles. “And?” He asked impatiently. “They made away with two kilograms of our product.” Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.

“He is a fucker that I will kill myself. I need this bastard to know his place. Don’t kill him immediately… Our priority is to capture him even if we had to break all of his bones. Do whatever you want, just don’t kill him.” ~static~ “Alright! We’ll capture him alive…” Rain replied with a sigh. “Don’t let him get away. Remember, he has some kind of teleportation skill. Most probably a Soul-Radix. You hold the command for close combat and I will provide support for long-range attacks.” ~static~ “Alright! Let’s catch this guy…” Rain's voice echoed in Archie’s watch, bringing an evil smile on his face. A day later, after experiencing the Android Stronghold Challenge, Creed had come to the Ghost

is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished. When he finished bathing and getting dressed, he went to his secret armory. It was a bedroom inside his bedroom, it was inside the wardrobe hidden here a safe the size of a bedroom. In this room of his are all kinds of guns, blades, and other improvisations that he uses for his missions. In the middle of the armor, there is a large table, there are compartments and in each compartment has explosives like frag grenades, flash bang, and smoke grenades. There are also some different types of blades that he use. On the right side of the armory, there are the rifles M16, M4, AK47, AK74, Berreta A

Sameul nodded before walking out and bringing back the small cage in which the same scorpion whose tail had been broken by Ace, he did it to leave it a mark so Sameul could recognize which creature he wanted from the others. Sam frowned in confusion, the scorpions were harmless, their venom had been extracted a long time ago, Ace used them to scare his captives and enemies as their gang sign was scorpion and Ace had taken advantage of it perfectly, it wasn't the first the scorpion had bit someone but this time it wasn't just someone.

Scarlett’s POV Elara took a deep breath, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of caution and determination. "Swiftclaw's origins are shrouded in darkness, Scarlett," she began, her voice laden with a heavy weight. "He is the son of a powerful wolf who was entangled with demons, seeking to harness their dark magic for his own purposes. It is believed that this union tainted Swiftclaw's bloodline, infusing him with an inherent darkness and an insatiable thirst for vengeance."