Murder Drones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He checked and reloaded the page close to ten times, and when it finally clicked that what he was seeing was real, he almost dropped his phone out of shock. “What the actual heck?” He growled, the headache from earlier recurring. Finn turned around in his sleep, but Lucien ignored him. His brain went busy, calculating how convenient it was that he, who had been bullied all his life, had arrived at Dravenmoor and had been underestimated, suddenly got his mother’s bill cleared.

Alexander Pov I started walking with a huge pain in My Heart into the Jungle. Even though The Mysterious Event has kept me in thoughts, still the thought of Darcy and how badly I was betrayed ia Killing me. Like any other Victim, I too don't want to think about Things that gives me but I Am not able to Control My Thoughts. It is as if My Mind is not even in My Control. There is something that is craving to Kill Darcy. Recently the craving has increased to an another level. Don't know why I don't feel Good. I feel Restless and something in me is asking me to go in search of Susparia. That One girl who was in extreme Pain and was troubled. I kept receiving same Kind of hints asking me to go to

I responded with a smile, “I was really not aware that you selling me off to the same man who murdered my father, was not a big deal - oh, and against my knowledge might i add.” She rolled her eyes, and I clenched my fist so rightfully it hurt. If anything but to control my family. I have always disliked Vivienne - she was always a bitch but never in the five years I have known her have I felt the urge to wrap my palms around her perfectly tanned neck and just - strangle the breath out of her. Never. “Do not be so melodramatic.” “I AM BEING DRAMATIC!” She jumped again as I slammed my fist on the table rattling the plates, “Am I being dramatic? I have not even gotten started, you stupid selfi

’ ‘So you are saying,’ started the sub-inspector disbelievingly, ‘Mr Dhruv went out from that door, ran all the way around the house to Esha’s room and murdered her?’ ‘I am not saying anything, Navpreet. And the kind of influence Mr Dhruv has, he wouldn’t involve himself in a murder. He would rather hire someone to do that for him.’ ‘You are confusing me, sir,’ said the sub-inspector irritably. ‘Many cases have been closed with lesser evidence than what we have here.’ ‘Wrongly closed,’ added the inspector seriously. ‘Fine, give me one logical explanation how that sweater went to Anubhav’s room.’

I sent a pulse of obsidian shadow through the water, a shockwave that short-circuited the first two drones before they could fire. I spun, my silver-obsidian wings acting as rudders, and slammed my dagger into the sensory array of the third drone. The machine bucked, sending a jolt of electricity through my arm, but I didn't let go. I pushed the Void into the machine until it exploded in a cloud of bubbles and sparks. The fourth drone fired its harpoon. It grazed my shoulder, tearing through my suit and leaving a trail of blood in the water. "ZORA!" Dante roared.

We stepped carefully, stepping over a tripwire whose silver thread glistened like a spider’s, runes flickered faintly and then with a whir echoing through the silence, a black drone hung over the clearing, its red eyes scanning, a Silver Veil weapon turning in its mechanical grip toward us. “Elara, down!” I roared, pushing her behind a pine, wolf in the fore, claws flashing forth, while my body was one huge shield between her and whatever harm approached her. The drone shot and silver darts splintered against the tree—one grazing my shoulder, pain blazing in, blood trickling hot—but I lunged, my knife slashing through its rotor, sparks flying, metal grinding. Two more drones appeared from th

“One dose and the bond severs permanently. You’ll watch her die—” I lunge. My claws rake across his chest. The syringe flies from his hand and shatters against the floor. Elias staggers back, blood blooming across his white coat. For the first time, true fear fills his eyes. Rowena and Garrick close in from the sides. Maddox and Ryker guard Sienna and Callum. The facility shakes as more of our wolves flood the corridors. Elias presses his back to the wall, breathing hard. “You can’t stop it. The drones—”

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.

he muttered just as he gave the right coordinates to the hideout. Although Draven had only responded in a dark hum, there was only violence and death to all who stood in the way of him and his mate; he was going to kill them all. (A few minutes earlier by the east bank) Myra sits by the edge of her dungeon as close as she could get to her father as she watched him, silent tears spilling from her eyes. She wanted nothing more than to hold him and be assured he was okay. Her thoughts were broken by the groan from her father's lips as she saw shallow breathing had heaviness just as his head lopped to the side.

But Drael only laughed. “Oh, little brother.” He leaned closer, whispering in Malrik’s ear. “You’re still trying to save her. Even after you killed her the first time?” The room went silent. My pulse exploded in my ears. Killed her. Killed Zenaida. Killed me. The air vibrated as Malrik’s control disintegrated. His eyes went molten gold, pupils thinning into slits. A low, animal snarl tore from his throat. He punched Drael—