Night Squad Novels & Stories

Snow closed her eyes and smiled, "I try my best." "Apparently people would never observe decorum except it's forced on them, so yes, the need of a dictator is necessary," Janet said and nodded slightly. "I agree, a leader figure is always needed," Judith said. Luke yawned, "Man I'm tired of waiting, when's the bus going to come?" Ava looked around. Lots of Squads were present. There was Squad 1, Squad 4, Squad 18, Squad 13, Squad 12, Squad 10 and also her Squad, Squad 15.

she explained. "The pack is probably on the way. I was with Craig when I was woken. I managed to tell him that something was wrong and that Nick was coming for me. He knows what that means." I spoke up as we all walked into the room. Abby and Neil rushed to my side as Clay looked me over carefully to make sure I wasn't harmed. The others all looked relieved when they spotted us. "Good. I will send others with that information. We will try to take down the snipers on the roof so the pack can get in here to help." the guard said.

SCREECH! Tries crash against concrete. Boots thumping like armies of war. “Police! Get back!” The SWAT team spills out of the armoured van, shields raised, batons in hand, helmets glinting under the streetlights. An officer is heaved over the barricade tape. He hits the ground hard. Within seconds, they’re on him: Fists, boots, pummeling him with brutal intensity. By the time his team drags him clear, he’s already dead.

“You had to be there, and none of us thought they’d come here. No one saw this coming.” I glance down at Jaxon again, and something in my chest cracks. I can’t tell if it’s guilt or rage, or maybe both. His body is so still, too still, and I can’t stop my hands from shaking as I reach out and touch his shoulder gently, like I’m afraid he’ll shatter under my fingers. “Come on, Jax,” I whisper. “Open your eyes. Please.” He doesn’t move. Not even a twitch. “We’ve called for an ambulance. They’re five minutes out,” Quinn says. “Security is reviewing footage now, but I doubt the bastards wore anything that shows who they are.”

The boy screamed as he began falling through developing gap toward water flowing forty feet below. Without hesitation transcending tactical evaluation, the Shadow Knight moved with transformed capability beyond physical limitation. His midnight substance extended across intervening distance without requiring conventional traversal, cosmic awareness perceiving precise intervention necessary for civilian protection beyond operational objective. Constellation patterns shifted within extended essence as forgotten souls contributed collective determination regarding innocent preservation beyond military engagement.

“No one touches Alejandro but me.” The Storm Breaks Night fell, draping the city in darkness. Dino’s convoy moved like shadows, weaving through the back roads of the docks. In a nearby van, Tomiwa checked his earpiece. “Team One, in position?” A voice crackled through. “Ready.” Tomiwa looked at Dino. “Say the word.” Dino’s heartbeat was steady. His mind was clear. He exhaled. “Go.” Immediately, gunfire erupted from the front entrance.

Freya is able to sense them both, though, and knows neither Binx nor Pandora are feeling any fear right now. Only a few minutes later, they both return, letting me know that there are no traces of demons in the building. “How do you anonymously call the police?” Nicole asks as we head back to the car. “I’ll have Lucas handle it.” I open the driver’s side door and take my purse off my shoulder, slipping the feather back inside. “He’ll know what to do.” “Because he’s dealt with a lot of dead bodies.” Naomi slides into the seat behind me and Pandora jumps up and moves into the middle spot.

For a piece glass got lodged right in his throat. Alex collaspsed to the floor, with bright crimson blood shooting from his neck. He was confused as to what just happened, a minute ago he was making resolutions on how he would live in the moment. And now? Well Nigga be sure doing something other than living at the moment. "Life is a joke" alex thought as the light in his eyes dimmed. Alex Anderson was dead. At least he thought he was.

"Come back here, you rotten sonofabitch! You're dead! You hear me? Dead, dead, dead" Quinn tried to reply, tried to scream, but nothing came out. Shola, who was operating at the extreme limit of her range, struggled to stay in control. * * * Luton waited for the blastproof door to cycle open, felt a blast of cold air, and stepped into the snow storm. Snow flakes planted kisses on his face, the cold found gaps in his clothing, and a white-clad sentry popped to attention. There was activity around the heated landing pad. The lights were on, the crash team had mustered next to their equipment, and the crew chief stood with light batons raised.

Scales said, this one word, a little bit quieter than his first words. Felix tapped the bridge icon with a gloved finger. “We move with the clock. 0400. Ghost Squad enters from the east sewer shaft. Full blackout. No comms. Pure signals only.” “Scales?” I said. “Blitz Unit cuts in five minutes later,” he replied. “Charges set under the south armory and the bio-control wing. Ten minutes till rupture.” I looked at Ricco. He twirled the blade oWe’llore before catching it without looking.