Novel & Cerita Murder Drones Fanfiction

An image appears on my mind, I was covered with blood and I was screaming for help 'if I killed Cole that day, it would have been all because of you" I mumble against his hand and he only pulls me harder by my hair. "do you know that I feel murderous when someone touches you?, is that why you pulled that fucking stunt!?" I shake my head, tears rimming from my eyes and mixing with the pouring rain Draven is a psycho but then I should be fighting him, I should be shouting at him!! but I am not! why am I not ?

For a heartbeat, the world stood still. Whether it was instinct or something deeper, Tunde nudged the shard behind a nearby crate of mining gear with the tip of his boot. He barely dared to breathe as the drones hovered closer, scanning the body, their sensors humming softly. They were looking for two things: confirmation of the kill… and the missing adrium. One of the drones descended with a mechanical hiss, red lights sweeping over the lifeless body. Another hovered in place, scanning the surrounding area. Tunde didn’t move. His fingers twitched slightly at his sides, the only betrayal of the storm building within him.

dog. Night fell completely. The signal in the mountains was weak, cutting on and off. I pulled out my backup phone and slipped in an anonymous SIM card. As soon as the internet connected, my WhatsApp exploded. In the company group chat, Melissa had posted a long message, accusing me of cruelty. The message read, "Everyone, please judge for yourselves. I only wanted to borrow her drone to find Max, but she kicked it straight into the lake. Max is still lost in the forest, probably dead, and she just walked away. How can someone be so cold and vicious?"

Beta Drax was killed alongside his childhood best friends over a thousand years ago. He was awakened as one of the Supreme Beings to help rule alongside King Aidan and Gamma Ty. He was forced to reject his first mate because it was a forbidden love and then he was assassinated in a coup not knowing his second chance mate was pregnant with his twin boys. He returned to find his second chance mate was mated and married to the mate he rejected years ago. They raised his boys while having kids of their own. He never expected to be still bonded with both mates.

Because I recognized it. Recognized them. Recognized… My pulse stuttered. No. No, that wasn’t… It couldn’t be.. But the movement. The stance. The way he held himself..my chest tightened painfully. Familiar. Too familiar. I staggered back a step. “This isn’t real,” I whispered. But it was. It was. The sound of snapping bones echoed nearby. Another scream. Cut short. My hands shook. This wasn’t war. This wasn’t defense. This was a slaughter.

I could have just gone home, but it would be a waste coming down here without doing anything, so I decided to drown my frustration in drinks until she approached me. At first, I was confused when she approached me. I hadn't requested anyone's company, so why was she here? I was about to order my bodyguards to get her out of my sight, as I wasn't in the mood to do anything anymore. But then, I caught her scent. It was sweet, like freshly harvested honey mixed with pine needles. I've never been fond of sweet fragrances, but hers was different. The more I breathed it in, the more I realized what it meant. My instincts stirred, recognizing the scent of my mate.

"Wolfsbane? Did she do it herself? For sympathy?" The words tasted like ash in my mouth. Pathetic. "No!" Marcus bellowed, showing disrespect to his Alpha for the first time. "No mother would risk her own child for a damn game! I saw the needle mark on her neck. The dose was lethal! Someone murdered her!" Someone murdered her. My mind went blank. I had locked her in a cage, cut her off from our bond. I thought it was a punishment for her "games." I never imagined someone would do this to her where I couldn't see.

There was an edge to his voice, carrying a faint tremor he likely hadn't noticed himself. Lillian covered her face and began to cry, tears slipping through her fingers. "Ares, it wasn't me... It really wasn't… They're framing me—" Ares cut her off. "Enough." For the first time, his gaze on her carried no indulgence—only disappointment and doubt. He had always believed I was simply jealous. He never imagined Mom had truly died. How could he ever make that right? The werewolves around us were each lost in their own thoughts. Some were quietly wondering how to soothe Vex's wrath, while others were already figuring out how to cut ties with Lillian.

If we feed the code there, we can overwrite the cleansing protocol!” “The problem is only,” Nova called from above, “that they have noticed us!” dozens of small, Black dots. There were no wooden gliders. It was autonomous catching Old World drones – slim, angular and familiar, cold purple light her lenses. Kael put his hands on my shoulders. “Get us in, Jada. Do the rest we.” I looked at the approaching thunder of drones, spanned the muscles and ripped the cross. We were the heirs of Ouroboros, and this heaven was ours.

Damien’s dark eyes burned, sharp and unflinching, his fist tightening around his sidearm. “She’s still alive,” he growled. “And she wants us to know it.” Under Fire Again Before we could react... Combat drones launched, swarming fast from hidden silos, their laser sights flashing deadly red. Vanessa’s sharp voice cut through the howling wind: “DRONES INCOMING!” Gunfire erupted. Damien charged forward, cutting through two drones with merciless precision, forcing them back with deadly efficiency. I pushed toward Kyle’s damaged console, desperately bypassing the jammed comm system.“I can’t break through!” Kyle shouted. “She’s locked us out!”