Murder Drones J Art Novels & Stories

"You are under arrest for illegal dealings in weapons and drugs, including art theft and bribery." "Art theft? What are you talking about?" "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you fail..." He carried on speaking and Xania breathed out a relieved sigh. An officer dragged Michael out as he was just starting with the threats and cursing. "Can you get these off him now," Xania pointed to the handcuffs on my wrists and I stared at my wife who was completely in oblivion.

"I told it that Mother is the threat to the system's longevity. Now we wait to see if it believes the lie." The front door groaned as the hinges began to melt, sparks flying into the room like dying stars. Through the smoke, a silhouette stepped in—not a security guard, but a drone, hovering silently, its red optical sensor spinning in the dark. It didn't aim at them. It turned toward the hallway, its weapon systems locking onto the incoming security team. "It works," Pim whispered, her heart hammering against her ribs. "It’s defending the server." "It's not defending us," Chalida noted, backing away as the drone fired a volley of suppressing fire into the hallway. The screams of the guards

In fact, I asked for a model. Ara was forced to go to Daniel's studio with Chloe. She wanted to protest at Daniel and not ask Ara to find a model. Or don't just use other models. Arriving at Daniel's studio, Chloe gaped at the many photos in this studio. More precisely, there are many artist photos here. From pre-wedding photos that are sexual, polite and also pregnant photos. Maybe Chloe's too outdated. Or maybe Chloe didn't know who Daniel Oscar was. "You better find it yourself. I don't want to." said Ara.

"Moon Drip" Bearing the sacred light from the blue moon — of the Moon Drip, the Cohens gained the ability to use it to heal any illness, even serious wounds and lift curses. And as they promised, after they cultivated it, they did not become selfish and used their gift to help those in need. Since then, the Cohen clan has been recognized by many races and many praises and admire their generosity and amazing and unique abilities they have. And the Werewolves, who were the first children of the Moon Goddess, became the closest race to the Cohens.

But then again, she was that kind of step mother who just wanted me out of my father’s life, and she worked for that to happen. Arturo looked at me, and I slowly shook my head, silently asking him to close the topic. The elders were here, and this was the last thing that we both needed. He nodded in response as he turned his attention to Jada, one of the She-wolf elders who was also invited. She smiled at me as she took a bite off the small cinnabon. “You actually made all these?” Jada asked, her voice softening as she asked and I nodded. Arturo smiled, seeming proud, making my chest ache at the fact that I knew that this might have been an act, this whole morning could have actually been.

I felt my shoulder and frowned as the memory of that stinging sensation as it flooded my mind. "What do you remember?" The Alpha demanded to know. "I was running and then I met someone and someone or something stabbed my shoulder. " I gasped remembering it all so clearly now. The Alpha nodded a flicker of anger crossed his face as he turned to the window obviously not wanting to recall it. "A rogue. A strange one we think was a spy of some sort. " He said. "A spy but why?" He turned back to face me and shook his head. He sat on the edge of the bed taking my hands into his.

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

When the Citadel manor felt that everything was going their way, the Headmaster pulled out one of the Black Order’s newest inventions. With a smirking, cold dominant voice, he spoke on the intercom, “We don’t have any vervain for the vampires, but that doesn’t matter with the use of our new weapon, all of them will kneel.” He declared and soon activated the death drones. The drones flew in every direction. They swarm like flies, hundreds of them looking for a pack of wolves to unleash their deadly silver gas on them.

His confusion had me smiling and that confused him even more. “It was, Charles. You wouldn’t understand it. For you, this is just a job, something you got into thinking that it was much more glamorous than it really is. That’s why you’ll never make it in this world. For me, it’s an art. It’s a passion and there’s nothing more satisfying than that double tap sound as the bullets enter your skull,” I said. “You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?” He asked. “Yes, I am. You lied to me, Charles, and that hurts.” He could see the truth of those words in my eyes as I straightened up. I aimed the gun at his forehead and he closed his eyes.

He pulled his neck back, smashing it violently, making everyone scream and retreat in fear Ardina was with them! To restore Jeff's neck to its normal position with a malicious smile, and basically Jeff died immediately!! “Who’s next, who’s next?” Mars shouted in his deep, powerful voice, sending Ardena down hard Zayn looked at her quickly, so Maya ran to her, embracing her “What did you do?” she whispered, lips trembling “I killed him because he made you cry,” he replied simply, to an impatient Ardina screaming "Damn you, I didn't allow you to kill any of my flock, of course you wouldn't care, you're from the herd of vile, criminals."