Murder Drones X Reader 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

They moved with robotic precision, magnetized boots clinging to the steep floor. Architect Drones. Human-machine hybrids. "Eliminate witnesses," the first Drone synthesized a voice. It raised a suppressed submachine gun. "Stay behind me!" Jackson released the window and slid down the floor, steering his body like a torpedo. He crashed into the Drone's legs before it could fire. The Drone fell. Jackson rolled on top of it. He took the ceramic knife he had taped to his chest and stabbed it viciously into the Drone’s neck. SPARK! It didn't bleed blood. It bled oil and white sparks. The ceramic blade severed the primary wiring. The Drone twitched and powered down.

Xeon smirked before my legs were spread wide apart, leaving me completely exposed under the mercy of the hungry, hot blooded, passionate Beta wolf. Mhmm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Dre’s POV

213 people died under his watch as their Alpha. Harris expected hate but was surprised as he walked down the hall toward the back door, the few people he did pass, their eyes lit up and the ones comfortable enough to approach Harris told him how happy they were that he was okay. Not once did Atticus let go of Harris' hand. And not once did Draven stay in the back of Atticus' head. Draven was close to the surface, the scent of his ash surrounded his mate, trying to keep him calm. He felt his mate pause at the back door and Atticus brought Harris' hand to his mouth and pressed his lips to the back of his mate's hand.

It's like a living thing inside me, demanding to be fed. "Stay back," I tell Wendy. "I don't want to hurt you." She looks at me, and I can see the fear and concern in her eyes. "What are you talking about?" I don't answer. I can't. My hunger is too strong, too overpowering. I open my eyes and see the Silver Hunters drawing closer, their weapons at the ready. I can't hold back any longer. I lunge forward and sink my teeth into the first one who gets close enough.

Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain. 'Drake. . . let them hurt me,' Emily entered his mind again. 'Let them torture me. . . just run away from the forest, save yourself,' Emily added weakly. 'No! Stop commanding me, Emily! That's not the only thing you get from me once I bring you back to the mansion!' he sounded mad, with no emotions at all. Drake killed the hunter mercilessly. He didn't let them escape from his raging eyes. He keeps on beheading those hunters who tried to get his way.

I hissed, grabbing his forearm. In the gaping hole where the windows had been, three sleek, matte-black drones hovered, their optical sensors glowing a menacing crimson. This wasn't a standard assassination; this was a high-frequency surgical strike. The Architect wasn't just cleaning up; he was erasing the evidence. "I’ll draw their fire," Julian said, his thumb grazing my cheek, a fleeting, electric touch that felt like a goodbye. "When I move, you grab the drive. Don’t look back, Elara. Just run for the service stairs."

“So help me god I’ll kill you both if you don’t get her the fuck of——-“ A flash of pain spreads across my chest, like a piece of metal was bolted to my heart then suddenly it was ripped right out of me with brute force. I fall to my knees screaming in pain as I catch my chest, my vision blurs as all the oxygen is stolen from my lungs “Drake?” Fiona asks, looking at me then to the door, my head spins as I’m stabbed in the open wound in my chest with blades covered in venom and then something I was not prepared for happens. Her face blinds my vision, her heart stops beating and as it dies it rips my body in 2 “Alpha the Luna——“ A nurse comes racing out the door but she stops when she sees me o

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!”

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”