Murder Drones Fan Made Characters Novels & Stories

My best friend said, flipping the pages of her book. I sigh, dropping my head on the top of the driver's side. We were on our way to the Prominent Dark City, a club for the elites. Anyone in that club probably owns more than ten hotels and restaurants around the world. My friend, Bianca is telling me about her book character, Damien Woes, who is a monster and a Plutonian with a huge coçk and a tongue so long, it would fill you up and give immeasurable pleasure. I glance at my driver, Mr Elvis, who has a Stern expression on his face as he takes glances at Bianca, who seems oblivious of this. I give him a small smile and nudge at Bianca.

I watched Drax's eyes light up at the fact that he loves his 'blood brother' and I knew he wasn't going to shift his loyalty, maybe if I used his mate against him, only if it wasn't forbidden, it would work. Honestly, I would prefer Drax on my side, his abilities are amazing and would come in handy but he would never flip on Aidan, so he will die with him. Ty, on the other hand, I know for sure would be a great asset, his fighting skills his strength, his intelligence on legal matters, and his negotiating skills are almost better than mine, his annoying cocky ass would do great. I heard his toast and there is no way he would join me, sucks to be him, what a waste it will be. He was the perfe

It really was a sight to behold. "Mabel Anne Bardar, if it is war you want, then war you'll get, where is Loclyn" Daydra said, only it didn't sound like Daydra. “Why would I tell you mutt?” she spat at Daydra. “We will find him and you’ll die for what you’ve done, I’ll kill you myself” Daydra stated. Then she shoved Lucians head back forcefully as she chanted, Be gone the fowl ruminates of evil and in its stead behold the light that holds the goddess. Come forth and live, my brother.

The head of the Black Dragons and the child syndicates were busy talking with each other, unbothered about the surroundings. Tss. They don't know that their business is gone. "10 seconds," I said. "Time to kill these as*holes," Aycxe murmured and positioned herself. With a quick move, the leader of the Black Dragons fell to the floor, followed by the fall of the child seller he was talking to. Noella and I just whistled as we watched their bloody heads. The surroundings started to get chaotic and they were about to run away but it was too late for them.

She was too tempting and what if he slipped and she discovered he was a dragon? He shook his head. No, it was better this way. One night of passion for them both to remember. The coldness of the crystal itched across his palm. Once his dad realized Earth had a few of these quasicrystals, he'd send Kohl and some of his brothers to scour for more. Their weapons could be reanimated and they could win this war. Kohl folded his wings and landed outside the cave entrance. Nothing around him stirred and he scooted through the opening, twisting slightly at the end to wedge his way deeper into the labyrinth. At the opening, a body collided into his.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

The target's daily routine continued for three days, so for the next four days, Azrael will continue the assassination of his target. The day has come when Azrael will carry out his mission. Azrael had already prepared his guns and knife. Azrael placed the Coharie Arms MP-10 Using a duffle bag, and his pistols were in his pistol holster. He has already left his condo unit. He left all his feelings as he left his home. He knew this mission would not be easy so he needed to be more self-confident. He drove in his black Camaro.

"We need you to be our eyes inside the palace. As you know, Alpha Damian has been a thorn in the flesh of all werewolves... So we need to find a way to take him down before he completely destroys the entire packs. Mrs Rebecca hesitated for a second, then she said to Drax. "How can I trust you?! The entire pack is looking for you. Why did you murder members of the pack? How can I be sure you're not the villain? How do I know you're not holding my daughter prisoner??" To be fair, she did make a good point. I mean it'll be difficult to believe someone who is being labelled an interpack criminal... Someone who is wanted 'dead or alive'.

Amy didn’t realize that she was moving her high heel sandals closer to the door. Her feet made subtle movements and every time she’d take a deep breath, her feet would slide closer to the exit. “I created an evil drug lord, masking herself as a CEO. Irena Jenkins was my creation. Did you like her name, Princess Death Row? I thought it would be clever to give you an evil twin who was a drug dealer. I also created monsters inside the game like the albino shape-shifting people who I called the Orexecons and the Boneseeker Men.” The gunman paused for a second, admiring his words again, and waiting for the time to seize his moment.

"Yes, but we can talk about that later. It's the least important thing right now." Liv shut her mouth with a snap and stared at him for several long beats before speaking again. "Okay, then." Her eyes raised to the ceiling looking like she was weighing what she wanted to say next. "So, you're immortal?" "Not exactly. We can be killed but it is difficult. We heal quickly. As you could see, Asta was perfectly fine when she was in here earlier. Our bodies can heal most wounds if we can shift." Brodi sat up straight. "We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would