Nier Automata : Commander White Novels & Stories

Anabella’s voice was sweet as a tart. The commander took in Xavier and the illusion that was Penny. At a glance, neither looked like a viable threat. “You human or vampire the commander asked Xavier.” “Human,” Xavier answered. “And you?” the commander asked of Penny. The side of her lips vibrated when she growled. The soldiers shuffled. Holding up his hand, the commander had them settling down again. “Well then,” Anabella said. “Shall we?”

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

I couldn't see his face because of his hoodie, he looked like a white reaper. "That's my sister, " I said standing to my feet, "give her back please," "Please? Are you stupid? She's now a hostage of the quincy pairings, " the white reaper said to me. "No, I'm sorry I can't allow that, " I said starting at the white reaper. "Calm down Karma, don't lose control, " Gem said teleporting the commander again. "I'll tell you once more after that all bets are off,"

In my state of utter depletion, I forced myself to believe that everything crazy about tonight—from the solid chest that appeared in front of the truck to the wolf ears in the mirror—was nothing more than a toxic hallucination. On the borderline between consciousness and coma, I faintly felt the warmth of Nanny’s hand as she pulled up the blanket for me. The room sank into a quiet darkness, but amidst the rumbling thunder outside the window, a whispering voice, trembling and laced with dread, slipped into my fracturing subconscious: "The late Madame's seal... has finally broken. The legendary White Wolf bloodline can no longer be hidden..." The sharp creak of the medical kit being tightly gr

Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

The commander dismounted, he removed his helmet, revealing a stern man perhaps in his early forties with streaks of silver through his dark hair. His sharp eyes swept over the three of us. “You fought well.” None of us answered immediately. He looked at our camp and then back at us. “You aren’t from this territory.” It wasn’t a question. Caelum stepped forward cautiously. “No.” The commander nodded once.n“I thought as much.” He glanced toward the forest where the wolves had disappeared “You’re fortunate.” Aria frowned.“Fortunate?” He looked back at us, his expression unreadable. “Those weren’t ordinary wild wolves.”

My father looks at me with happiness in his eyes, and claps before speaking again. "Great job son, you have immobilized him in the simplest yet most effective way, most other wolves would of just made them tired themselves out. You have ended the match early by doing the most simplest thing, now round two this is Jerry he is a level two warrior. You are to knock him out but not kill him, got it?" He says. I nod my head indicating I understood. "Great, now fight." He says.

"Try not to delay his schedule." Nia lets out a frustrated hiss, smoothing her white fur before forcing a polite, adoring smile onto her face as she crosses the threshold into the commander's inner den. Despite the accident that bound him to the mechanical chair, Kael Adebayo remains the most lethal, devastatingly handsome alpha in the northern hemisphere. His sharp jawline and suffocating golden gaze possess an intensity that makes a female's breath hitch. If his warrior legs weren't shattered by the war, every high-tier princess in the sector would be tearing each other's throats out to claim his bed. "Good day, Commander Adebayo," Nia purrs, her voice dropping into a sultry, respectful fr

Then I saw him. A big bastard of a wolf. Snarling and snapping at the anyone who was trying to retreat from the attack. Nova growled a rumbling growl. That was the commander. Anders’ lacky sent here to murder my people. Finally releasing the steering wheel, I stood up. Keeping my eyes fixed on the leader, I stepped toward the bus door. Opening it without looking. “Luna… don’t…” Tarvyn called out to me, but I didn’t listen.

you're the Sun Queen's son. Dominic Blackwood the Second, Dom corrected smoothly, his deep baritone vibrating through the wooden floorboards. "And you are standing in my way. "Kill them!" the commander shrieked, drawing his massive executioner's axe. The tavern erupted into chaos. Nora moved first. She vaulted over the table with blinding silver speed, her rapier flashing in the dim candlelight. With three lightning-fast thrusts, she disarmed the front two mercenaries, driving the hilt of her sword into the commander's second-in-command and sending him crashing through a wooden table.