Murder Drones Sex Novels & Stories

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

Leo, Torque, and the sixty Ironhead militiamen were standing in the mud, their weapons lowered, staring up at the sky in absolute, stunned silence. Hovering fifty feet above the courtyard, in a perfect, synchronized delta formation, were seven Ministry Seeker Drones. They were sleek, predatory machines, designed for urban pacification. They were armed with twin-linked kinetic submachine guns and non-lethal riot-suppression tear gas launchers. They were painted the oppressive, matte-black of the Blackwatch. Usually, the sight of even one of these drones in the Rust Belt would send scavengers fleeing into the sewers in terror. "Wraith," Torque whispered as Ren walked up beside him. The cyborg

Rain held back, screwing the lid back on the water and waiting to hear what Mist had to say before she let herself panic. “Drones,” Mist replied on a loud exhale. “They’re heat seeking drones, so they don’t just rely on visual location finders, but they’ll also pick up any animal over a hundred pounds.” “Dang, I knew I shouldn’t have had that second meat stick this morning,” Walt joked.

His submission aura was from hurt and I understood until he released us, he looked heartbroken looking at Ryker and Lora was in the bathroom where Lily went to comfort her. ***** Drax I was furious about how could he cheat on us without us knowing and Vlad stated, "Remember Ty, something is wrong," and I knew he was right but it still hurt. Aidan walked in and said, "We all need to talk," as Emile pulled up King Squashi on his phone, apparently, he was the King of the Sea. He said that Dark Sirens were killed from his land and others banished because they were too dangerous. They are not like regular sirens and their drive is on power and living long, they infect you with the venom so that t

Drones crawl over mounds of decaying flesh, their jaws dripping enzymes that dissolve bone. Eden freezes. "They're harvesting." A drone lunges. The Hunter incinerates it, but the smell draws more. We sprint through corridors lined with cocoons, their translucent skins revealing half-digested deities inside. "Here," Eden says, veering into a chamber where the Worldseed floats-a black acorn crackling with green lightning. The Hive Queen awaits. --- **The Queen's Feast** She's colossal, her body a grotesque fusion of insect and woman, her abdomen a translucent sac filled with squirming larvae. Her voice shakes the chamber. *"Thieves. Paracites. *Mine*."*

“The Board is ‘harvesting’ them. One by one, they are being brought back to the facilities. Not to be architects, but to be batteries. Their resonance is being drained to power the new world order Silas spoke of.” Suddenly, the water map began to hiss and boil. A dark, oily shadow spread from the centre of Europe, devouring the violet sparks. “They’re here,” Julian shouted, his tablet erupting in red alerts. “Security breach at the helipad. Multiple high-altitude drones. And Lisa… they’re not Board drones. They’re Swiss military.” “The Board doesn’t need its own army when it owns the state,” Elara said, her violet eyes flashing with a cold, ancient anger.

We are just passing through. "Hold," Wolfy hissed. We froze. Ahead, in the darkness, a sound scraped against the silence. It wasn't organic. It was a mechanical grinding—metal joints cycling against rust. Whirr-click. Whirr-click. A static charge pricked the skin of my neck, the taste of copper flooding my mouth. "Crawlers," Barzil whispered. He pressed himself against the slime-slicked wall, his hand hovering over the knife Neoma had given him. "Hunter-killer drones. Standard patrol for the lower levels."

"Do it. End the transition." "Sir, I..." "Do it before I lose the last of my mind!" "He’s begging you, Miller!" Richard held the shield, his arms trembling. "Do you have the spine to end a commander or the sense to save a soldier?" "This isn't saving a soldier! This is watching a nightmare manifest!" "The nightmare is the only thing standing between us and the drones!" Richard’s shield pulsed, absorbing a heavy kinetic slug from the drone line. The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, knocking them all off balance. The mercury started to drip, losing cohesion.

“You really need to see this.” He taps the glass screen of his tablet. The bank of monitors on the wall ignites all at once. Dozens of live security feeds flood the room—choppy video of pack territories, dense forests, rooftops, and gray skies. Then comes the movement. Sleek, pitch-black drones lift from hidden subterranean silos like a swarm of hornets waking up. Sienna’s stomach bottom-drops out. “What did you do?” Her voice is a dry, useless rasp.

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.