Neon Val R34 Novels & Stories

As the first rays of dawn began to pierce the night sky, he stepped forward to address his warriors. ********** Meanwhile, deep in the Shadow fang mansion, Valen stood in a dark chamber. The room was lit only by the flickering light of a single flame. Shadows danced across the stone walls, their movements almost alive. Opposite him, Vendetta watched with an amused smile. “They know about this room right?,” Valen said, his voice calm but cold. Vendetta’s smile widened. “ Valen, you sound weak, not like you at all... Let them come. It’s time to show Dorian the true power of the relic. It's time to show them what we're up to”

"Rage, he’s using a neural-link relay! He’s not just commanding them; he’s feeling the fight through their sensors!" On the monitor on the wall, Valerius Vane’s face reappeared. He looked bored, as if he were watching a chess match rather than an assassination attempt on his own son. "You always were too sentimental, Rage," Valerius’s voice echoed through the room. "You prioritize the girl and the runts over the network. That’s why you failed to see me coming. A true Vane is a singular entity. You’ve diluted yourself with 'family'." "I’ve strengthened myself with a partner, you old bastard!" Rage retorted, ducking as a maintenance drone dove for his head. He caught it in mid-air, slamming it

Hated that no matter how close they lived, she was becoming unreachable. His phone buzzed. Unknown number. He frowned, then opened it. Unknown: She’s changing. Jalen sat up slowly. Another message followed. Unknown: If you don’t fight for her, someone else already is. His pulse spiked. He typed back. Jalen: Who is this? Three dots appeared. Disappeared. Then— Unknown: Someone who knows you’re running out of time. The screen went dark. Jalen stared at his phone, jaw tight. Whoever it was, they weren’t wrong.

Nero had stared at Valerine as she had come back from New Germany. Nero hadn't dare left his throne to greet her. Valerine had bowed after the gates had opened. “Take off your hood”, Nero demanded. Valerie gave Nero a look of confusion “Absolutely Not my lord.” Council Member Arlin’s booming voice echoed “Valerie Previs as of now we have come to the decision that you are no longer a member of the RMC.” A look of shock had completely taken over her face.

PRESS RELEASE: AEGIS INNOVATIONS CELEBRATES BETA PHASE 3 "The future of gaming is here! We are proud to announce the winners of our regional qualifiers. These three lucky operators will be the first to experience the Neural Link Interface v3.0." 1. Elias Thorne (Gamertag: Viper) 2. ... [Data Corrupted] 3. ... [Data Corrupted] Ren stared at the screen. The other names were lost to digital rot, but one remained. Elias Thorne. Ren opened a new tab. He didn't search for Elias Thorne in the news. He searched the Sector 7 Community Obituaries. Sector 7 didn't keep good records. The poor died every day, and the city rarely noticed. But the community kept their own lists on local bulletin boards.

Jerry said. He stood numb looking at his phone, trying not to picture her with his friends having fun without him. He wanted to blame someone or something that prevented him from going home that night and helped her move out of his flat. But that's just the way it is. Once he snapped out of it, he felt depleted. An overwhelming fatigue that was the culmination of his week. He dropped himself on a chair in the dressing room right next to Amber Stewart. "Tom Raven, right?" she greeted him.

Caelum and Lyra stepped onto the floating platform beside their son. Caelum dropped to one knee, placing his broad, armored left hand on Valen’s right shoulder, infusing the boy with the infinite physical endurance and unyielding shadow density of the Apex Alpha line. Lyra knelt on Valen's left side, placing her hand gently over his heart, pouring her divine, stabilizing solar warmth directly into his core. BOOM! A soft, harmonic shockwave swept across the subterranean cavern! Valen’s eyes snapped open—not dark like his father's nor pure gold like his mother's, but blazing like twin brilliant white galaxies filled with swirling cosmic constellations!

"Welcome back, Centauri Patrol Team." Keron simply glanced at them before moving on. Beyond was the three-storey building with a satellite dish on the top. It was directed at the orbiting V'rounian satellite that was, in turn redirecting the data fed to it at the heart of the city. To the left was a large garage housing the armored vehicles of both the Auxiliary Defense Forces and the X'arik Guards--V'rounian military's elite forces named after the ferocious, subterranean, predatorial beast that lurked within the southern deserts of V'rounsthan. And finally to the right, an indoor firing range that were adjoined to a mess/recreational hall that looked more like a bar and an arcade place.

We’re to meet in two days, on an asteroid belt in the Q Sector. So I get to work, finishing up my newest design. It’s quite simple, really. I create a stand in the middle of the Command Deck. But instead of being made of metal or titanium, it’s made of solid Neron. Valen pulled enough of it from the earth outside to create a three-foot tall stand with two handles to grip at the top. The base of it goes to those tubes that flow through the ship, connecting to the Core affixed to the top of this beast.

, more police joining the chase. My phone rang again. Victoria. I answered on speaker, voice shaking. “What do you want?” “Time is almost up,” she said. “The embryos are in two different facilities. The baby is in me. You have three lives in your hands. Sign the Vanguard transfer. Leave Elena and Mia. Do that and I keep all three children alive. Refuse… and I destroy everything you love by sunrise.” Damian’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror. He didn’t say a word.