Murder Drones Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The result of her kill or contribution to Drakoen's plan didn't bring her any joy or sorrow. They left the Red River Pack without even arranging for the bodies to be buried. They were left to be eaten by vultures just like dead animals. When they got back to Drakoen's place, Mercedes went straight to her room and took a long hot shower. The running water removed the dried blood, sweat and dirt. It had become a routine for her. Drakoen and she have been going around killing the people who refused to surrender to him. So many people have already died and many continue to die elsewhere. Drakoen was determined to kill everyone for his new world. He didn't care about anything else or anyone.

Yet a I am most definitely sure that I was poisoned. “We need to get out of here.” Storm said to me, her voice frowning weak. I frowned, looking at my mates and unable to move, a gray wolf was making his way to me fast. I held the spare waiting to attack, but Draven got him before he could near me. But there are more. So many more. Draven crashes into a cluster of wolves, ripping throats open and throwing bodies aside. Daemon tears a Beta in half. Darius snaps a neck with one twist.

I started to finger my soaked and tender pussy as Drax, and Van moved as one and bit each other to seal the mating making me cum just as they started to cum. TO BE CONTINUED IN BOOK 2

The Unspeakables nodded at him, and disappeared into tall green flames after calling 'DOM, Ministry'. --------------------- a/n: Still in doubt if I let Shuri get killed or not. And no, Akeno will definitely not be a wife of the MC.

She gave short whimpers, molding her body to mine. I pressed my face into her fur, whispering to her. “Hunter will find us, Kira. Hunter and Blaze.” I hoped he would. Trying again to mind link with him, a blinding pain shot through my brain. “Where are you hiding, little Mouse?” I heard a familiar voice calling out to me. “Do you think I won’t find you?” I shook my head, clapping my hands over my ears. It could not be Drake. He was dead. I killed him myself, had his beating heart in my hands. This was not real. Kira whined next to me.

Xavier got up from his chair and asked Jackson to fix the drone. For the whole night, Jackson was working hard to fix the drone, and Xavier was helping him. Each passing second now felt like sand slipping from my fist. I took a bet on this drone. Despite being aware of the critical nature of this precious time, I chose to place my trust in Jackson's skill and confidence, without knowing the contents of the drone's recording. I was unsure if it captured any moments of Victor's murder. In the night, I was gazing at the river flow. The river flow appeared menacing in the darkness, and the sound of the flowing water sent a shiver through my spine. My eyes became heavy and urged me to sleep, but

I felt the cold air on my core when he pulled my thong to a side and I felt his cock slowly enter me and I moaned, "Fuck." He started thrusting in and out of me while playing with my nipples and moaning my name at how good I felt. I tried to muffle my sounds as there were others in the pack house but my husband didn't care, he was bottoming me out as his thrusting got harder and deeper, and I arched my back to meet his thrusting. I was on the verge of my release as he marked my neck again claiming me, he released his seed as I squeezed his cock milking him dry of his cum, causing both of us to growl in blissful pleasure. Later, after taking a nice hot shower, I decided to go and talk to the

Meilin whispered, her hand scorched by the ceramic heatsink. He didn't answer. He looked at her as if she were a ghost from a story he had forgotten. But the real horror was Elian. The boy was standing by the entrance of the vault, looking up at the holes in the ceiling. The Sovereign soldiers were gone, but something else was descending. It was a small, silver Drone, identical to the ones in Toby’s bedroom in Chapter 130. It didn't have weapons. It had a Speaker. "Iteration 141 confirmed," the voice of the "Upper Mother" whispered from the drone. "The 'Actual' world has been successfully prepared for the 'Volume 5' Merge. Thank you, Leo, for being the one to finally pull the world into the

“I’m threading partitions—she’s wrapped her root logic in recursive illusions. Every time I cut one loop, she spawns another.” Bram leaned over her shoulder. “Can you win this chess match?” Ines grit her teeth. “Eventually.” “Eventually” did not arrive. The floor panels snapped open. Defense drones rose like metal insects—sleek, angular, humming with lethal voltage. Ciro cursed. “We’ve got company!” The first drone dove. Varian grabbed Liora and shoved her aside as a blade-arm sliced where her head had been. Sparks showered the floor. “Go!” Varian yelled. “Ines, keep working!”

The mutilated corpses of Taloren’s Chosen littered the ground as the drones dismantled each of them with surgical precision. One of the Drogar screamed in absolute pain as one of the drones dug its hind claws into him while it used its talons to slice him to ribbons. He was literally held down while he was disemboweled alive. The Drogar’s compatriot was on the ground next to him, completely frozen with fear. His hands shook so intensely that he could barely keep his gun trained on the drone. Just as he gathered enough courage to steady his aim, a bullet shot right through the side of his head in a flash.