Nier Automata White Moose Novels & Stories

My heart quickened as she noticed me and made her way toward me, weaving through the sea of people with practiced ease. Mrs. Moore wore her typical fur coat over an extravagant white power suit and dark sunglasses, even though it wasn’t sunny outside. She styled her peppered golden brown hair in a high ponytail, which stretched her features and made her look younger. She really was a beautiful woman. No wonder Kat was a stunning beauty.

The large gray wolf snarled once again: "DAMON NEEDS MOTUS ALIVE...FOR NOW. CATCH HIM!" Ahead of the group, almost a few meters away was Motus. He ran in his black and white husky form; laughing away at their attempt to catch him. "You'll never get your filthy paws on me! Hahaha we've done this hunt every night and you've had no luck! Just give up already!"

Although Emmett was mad that I was acting like a baby (his words), he ended up taking me home. It seemed he was not yet convinced that it was not safe for us to be out after dark with the creatures of the night roaming the town. I didn’t know if Mr. Morgenstern had been right about the werewolves being practically harmless to humans. He was a werewolf so naturally he was more likely to say good things about his kind. Maybe I wanted to believe werewolves were good because Bradley Lightwood was one.

’ ‘Sounds awesome to me, Vane. Vane ventures into the dense forest, his powerful nose raised high, detecting the aroma of a formidable prey. We stumble on an immense moose, causing us to freeze in our tracks. The moose halts, surveying its surroundings, oblivious to our presence concealed behind a cluster of towering pine trees. Vane inches closer to the majestic creature, concealing his massive, obsidian frame, towering at six and a half feet, exuding an aura of darkness. His ebony coat glistens with a hint of sunlight, revealing the sheer might and sinew within his massive physique.

I said to Sienna, finally able to breath properly as she dropped the gun away from Athena’s head. Now, I could only hope Nathan and Marcus got the memo. “Perfect!” Sienna laughed just as Athena’s jaw shook with tears. I ignored the pang in my chest, hoping to get her out of here before she gets hurt. I pressed the tiny button connected to my wrist watch, it was actually a GPS chip which points out your particular location and a message through morse code. I stepped forward to the altar, the priest shaking as he set the wine and stone of purity before him.

she whispered, her voice echoing in her mind. The small white wolf nodded, its presence radiant and reassuring. "You have the power within you, child of the moon. Embrace it, wield it with courage, and you will find your way through the darkness." With those words, the wolf's form began to fade, its light merging with the ambient glow in the room. Mara's heart felt lighter, her spirit fortified by this encounter. As the room returned to its previous darkness, she knew that she was no longer alone. The moon's blessings and the guidance of the guardian wolf would be her companions in the journey ahead.

“If you want milk and sugar in it, the milk’s in the fridge and the sugar’s in that canister there.” Moose smiled. “I never put shit in my coffee,” he said. “Spoils the taste. Come on, let’s get going.” Moose was driving another of Richard’s fleet of vehicles, a brown van that had no windows in the sides. I had used the van before so I knew the back contained a fairly large quantity of surveillance devices, some assorted items for disguises, and a fairly well-equipped armory, too. “Where are we going?” Moose asked when we were in the van. I told him and he backed out of my driveway and headed in the direction of our destination. Raymond Gleason’s apartment building.

One minute, my heart has leapt to my throat at the stillness of the place, and the next, chaos erupted. A sharp whistle tore through the air, followed by a crack. I caught sight of a bolt fired from the treeline, slicing past Hunter’s head. It missed him by inches, embedding itself into the wooden post behind him. Another arrow followed, this one closer than the last, but I barely got a chance to figure out where it landed

Moss pounded his chest proudly. As Deere regained his footing, his wolf-like eyes focused intently. Shaking off the shock, he moved into the counter. Moss attempted to seize him once more, but with a swift motion, Deere escaped his grasp. In a blur of movement, Deere slipped under Moss's leg, shifting back into his human form, and with a precise strike of his claw, he went for Moss's groin. Moss doubled over in pain, his groans echoing across the meeting grounds.

Now, I was awake. When we neared the Compound, Elias headed toward one of the outbuildings. It was small in comparison, resembling a cabin. But when we walked through the enormous double doors, it was one big room. "What is this place?" I asked, pacing back and forth along the wooden planks of the floor, looking through the enormous plate-glass windows. "This is a cabin for new wolves," Elias said mentally, "a place they can wait until they gain control and can morph back into their human form."