Mk Legends: Scorpion Novels & Stories

I gave him a firm nod and strode past him, each step a little heavier with the weight of what I intended to do. I’d seen it—the scorpion tattoo on Elder Elite’s wrist. Subtle, yes, but I caught the edge of it peeking from his sleeve in a careless moment while he argued in the hall. That mark meant one thing: loyalty to the Scorpions, our most cunning and vicious enemy. But I didn’t rush to attack him. No, I wanted to toy with him, to see if he would betray himself. If he was guilty, he’d run; if not, he’d stand his ground.

(Sucong) Unlike the 4 buddies, Sucong didn't stay at the armies instead he opened the Army Bar after taking out a 20 years loan with the National Bank. "See this?…this is the tip of Desert Scorpion Stinger, a freaking Level 5 monster..you know how we do it?…we the damned thing with 4 grenades, then…poof…like fireworks it goes..hahahahah…Look, Look…amazing right..". (Lucas)

Lucas York continued inward. Suddenly, he heard the sounds of combat. “It doesn’t sound like zombies fighting, it’s…humans?” Light glinted across Lucas’ gaze. It must be Mia Yard’s teacher and White Lotus’ Scorpion Guardian. According to Claud Cheswick, the Scorpion Guardian was a Rank 3 Evolved One, he must be terrifyingly strong. He quickly walked toward the source of the sounds and found that countless zombies were surrounding two people. There were a man and a woman. An intense aura of evil emanated from the man's scrawny figure, and there were scorpion tattoos on his face.

She was the personification of the Greek mythological bird- the Phoenix. The best metaphor to describe how she chose to take care of her career, a secret baby and herself !! She didn’t fall into the grave and just die — she made a choice that she was going rise like a phoenix from the ashes. This time more stronger and capable. A whiff of a soothing, familiar scent had Leo’s mind running into overdrive before his eyes matched with the image with that of his brain’s. The mere glimpse of her, sent an avalanche of memories crashing down in Leo's mind. He was shocked to see her and more so that the final decision was in her hands !

Storm took his hand in a handshake and…. “Mother fucker!!!,” The man shouted, snapping his palm away from Storm’s hold eyes wide. Mother fucker indeed. She stared at her palm, still tingling from the painful zap she had felt from Blue’s touch and suddenly she was propelled down memory lane, just about twenty-four hours ago when she had felt this same thing. In the Alpha’s room, while he was sitting bare-chested staring up at her with cold eyes as she explained how her herbs could heal his wounds instantly.

The person before him was formidable. "W—We can talk sir! There's really no one you're after here," Morales conceded reluctantly, sensing the unfavorable situation. "How do I know if you're being honest?" Alexander showed no signs of relenting. "It's true! We're a branch of the Scorpion Sect and never lie." Morales attempted to intimidate Alexander by invoking the Scorpion Sect. "The person I'm looking for was taken away by someone with a scorpion tattoo on their hand, and another with a small green snake," Alexander released some information, giving him a clue.

The watching wolves cried out in fear, falling to their knees in submission as I glowed like a golden beacon. ‘I am the Solar Lycan, reborn after a millennium. I am the Portent to the changes that will come ’ My voice was calm but commanding as gasps and murmurs raced around the Packs, ‘Could it be true?’ ‘Had the Solar Lycan Queen really returned?’

As the sun reached its zenith, the wind suddenly shifted. A low whistle echoed across the desert. Then another. The sand beneath our feet began to stir. "Everyone back!" Orion shouted. The ground erupted. A massive creature burst from beneath the dunes. It resembled a scorpion, but its body was forged from molten stone. Rivers of lava flowed through cracks in its enormous shell, and its blazing tail crackled with fire. Its glowing eyes fixed upon us. "The Infernal Scorpion," Aurel whispered. "It was created to guard the Flame Temple."

He was the Lycan Perla had hit, the impact throwing him into the path of the oncoming truck. The truck driver climbed out, frantic, seeing the mangled body of the man he’d struck, dragged under the wheels. He had no idea what had happened or where the man had come from. The Lycans stayed back, avoiding detection by the human. All that was left was to return and report to Andriel what they’d witnessed.

In addition, regarding the leak of Sabini Group case files, I will formally file a lawsuit against Dante Romano and my former assistant, Lucia Bianchi, on charges of misappropriation of trade secrets. I had just said that when my vision suddenly went dark, and I fell straight backward.