Murder Drones X Reader Novels & Stories

My vivid descriptions of what has happened to this pack in the twelve years since Hunter and Melina Blue were murdered hasn’t even been enough to get the families who want to leave but have lost all their resources the help they need. I beg your pardon, where have my manners gone. My name is Declan Jacobs. I’m a beta by birth turned delta upon my friends’s murder. I used to be the lead warrior and trainer for Blue Ridge but there’s not much left to protect now, especially since the rogues attacked and Alrik Anderson moved into the alpha position. Help is what I’m after tonight and despite some of the nastiest rumors one can hear about what the Crimson Dawn pack does to trespassers I’m hoping

Emma's POV The deafening roar of a gunshot sliced through the air, but before the bullet could even leave the chamber, the world erupted into a blur of raw, primal fury. Draven didn’t just break his chains but rather shattered them. The sheer volume of his alpha power exploded outward as his body expanded, skin tearing away to reveal coarse, midnight-black fur. In a fraction of a second, a massive, terrifying wolf burst from the constraints of the metal chair, the steel links snapping like brittle twigs. With a ferocious snarl that shook the dust from the rafters, Draven launched himself across the space, tackling Xavier to the ground just as the gun went off, forcing the bullet to stray wil

She felt like crying like a baby. "Your men won't let my car in," Draken said and Xander mind-linked his warriors. Hunter so wanted to punch Draken and yell at him to leave Aurora here until they find a solution to this f*cking problem. Even Agatha wasn't there when they needed her the most.

Isabella's POV I never believed that saying about your life flashing before your eyes when you're about to die. It always seemed cliché and stupid. But everything changed when I stood face-to-face with death, and my life replayed before me, both the good and the bad. --- One Month Later Xander Diaz, known as "the Draco," was killed in a shoot-out with the police. The most dangerous man in the city was gunned down. There has been no statement from his family, and the police urged citizens to celebrate this victory, claiming peace had been restored.

There was no sign of someone resembling Frey entering this town at all. “You think Frey went to another town?” I asked while thinking of other towns Frey might go to. "Unless she's on the edge of town and away from the townspeople," Hayley said. “What do you mean?” When Hayley was about to answer my question, suddenly several people entered the pub. They sat at the guest table. Martin immediately approached them. “Martin, did you hear about the Flower Skull attacks in Diantha forest? They caught some of the vampires over there!” someone shouted from the table. Hearing this, I suddenly turned around. I immediately approached the man.

Mizelli was gone and was busy on the Underworld. Drake was on his range of releasing his orgasms when kissed her lips and he slowly felt numb all over his body. He shouted for help but his voice had no sounds. He felt that she was killing him when the door opened and the rescue came. The vampire slayer is back but with a new circle of combat friends.

INITIATE SECTOR PURGE. The drones don't fire bullets. They fire formatting pulses. If those beams hit her, she won't just die—she will be erased from the world’s memory as if she never breathed. I throw myself forward, my body a shield of failing stone and burning code. The first pulse of white light erupts from the ceiling, and the stone floor beneath the girl begins to dissolve into a void, leaving us hanging over a bottomless pit of unrendered data.

His eyes swept across the apartment. The unconscious attacker. The body riddled with bullets. The blood. Then me holding Drisana. The first attacker groaned weakly from where he'd hit the wall. Jax instinctively reached for his weapon. I didn't even look up. "Don't." He froze. "He breathes." My voice was empty. "Until I ask him questions." "...Understood." I tried standing but my legs refused. The room tilted violently. Black spots danced across my vision. Only then did I remember the blood. My body finally gave in. As I fell, I tightened my hold around Drisana, making sure she never touched the floor.

She replied with a text indicating she was fine. The door to her room suddenly opened and she looked up to see Draven, he was dressed in a sweatshirt and pants, his hair was a little wet and there were strands in his face. His words recalled in her head and she felt her heart accelerate in fear. ‘Can he really murder her mother?’ She thought. He looked too charming to be a killer. “Xalia.” He called and she snapped out of her thoughts. “Yeah?” She replied and dropped her phone on the bed. He sat next to her and she recalled what happened last night, she almost passed out as he fucked her.

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.