Nova No Problem Borderlands Novels & Stories

I start to cry. " Don't cry, baby, it hurts me when you do," he coos. " I'll bring back Amber, okay, there's one border we haven't checked, we are going there soon?" He says in a soft tone. They were looking in the wrong places. Norris is hidden at the great East border, between the Howler territory and the Sea pack, their territories are mostly covered in woods and long trees and close to the outskirts of the city. " Okay," I choke up a sob.

“I don’t think you’ve realized it yet.” Before I could answer, Jalen’s eyes suddenly glazed over, and his teasing smile disappeared. “What is it?” He looked at me. “There’s an issue at the southwest border.” Of all the borders, the southwest was one I worried about the least. It was closer to us, quieter, mostly used by pack members entering and leaving the territory, and had never been targeted by an enemy before. Fewer guards were stationed there, but surveillance was tight. My mind immediately went to vampires or someone testing my defenses.

“What it really is… is permission.” I arched a brow confused. “Permission for what?” “For them to make the first mistake.” There it was again. That edge. Not cruelty. Precision. Damon stopped beside us. “Perimeter teams are on rotation.” he said. “Northern border’s sealed tighter than usual. If Blackridge tries a probe, we’ll know before they cross the river.” “And the companies?” I asked. “Ghosted.” he said with a grin. “They’ll find shells inside shells inside shells. Silas outdid himself.”

"What problem?" "A rouge has shown up at our borders, and he demands to challenge you for your title of Alpha. You need to get back as soon as possible."

In six months, I hadn’t gotten any better at the stupid game. A startled yelp left my lips as Tyra and Nicki jumped on the bean bag I sat on. It was one of those giant bean bags that fits up to five people. The sudden motion sent me rolling to the side, nearly falling off. All at once our eyes fogged over as the mind-link clicked in our head. “Rogues at the Southern Border.” Liam’s Dad snapped through the mind-link. There was panic and fury in his voice. “At least three hundred. All warriors get to the Southern Border.”

"Not the same kind you have. You have movies and dramas. We don't have that much entertainment where I came from," For a moment, the alien looked a little sad. "The entertainment here is crap. Nothing to be envious about," I told him. "Nothing entertaining ever happens where I came from, so while I'm here and they haven't found me yet, I am going to enjoy the hell out of your planet, Earthling." his eyes lit up and he looked like a little kid looking forward for an adventure. Wait, who is "they" and why are "they" looking for Cy?

Maybe all three. Ms. Carter parks and turns to me. “Ready?” No. Yes. Maybe. I open the door. The air hits me, cool, sharp, electric. It smells like woodsmoke and something humming just beneath the surface. The boy walks down the steps slowly, carefully, like he’s afraid to break the moment. “Raven?” he asks. I nod. He smiles, small, real. “I’m Noah. Welcome to Hallow’s Edge.” The way he says it sounds like a secret. Or a warning. Before I can answer, the auburn‑haired girl practically launches herself off the porch.

He stood on the porch, closing his eyes for a moment just to take it all in. That was when Landen appeared, walking quickly toward him. “Gerald,” he said, his tone serious. Gerald turned, still smiling faintly. “Now’s not the time, Landen. Liliana just gave birth.” “I know,” Landen said, lowering his voice. “But there’s trouble at the border. Our men reported movement—rogues, maybe worse. We need your command.” Gerald’s smile faded, replaced by calm authority. “You go,” he said firmly. “Handle it. I trust you.”

My reflection showed a red mark on my neck, and around that mark were hickeys. I slept naked, so I also saw bruises all over my body, especially near my joints. Goddammit! Wait, if the bruises were real, did that mean what happened last night was real too? If that was the case, then my soul must've transmigrated into Nathaniel's doll and shared her senses. Which also meant Nathaniel did have a girl he loved but couldn't get, and he was also a beastfolk! Joy beyond any description filled my heart. I jumped up and down with joy, laughing loudly. Finally, I could blackmail him! I charged right into his company to verify my guess."

"To reach it, we would have to cross three pack borders." He put his finger on the screen, tracing the route north and east. "The first two are neutral packs," he said. "Manageable. They'll want quiet passage and they will get it." He paused. His finger stopped on the third border. "This one is not neutral." I looked at where his finger rested. Ironmoor.