Nova No Problem Borderlands Novels & Stories

"I like them that way! The more aggressive they are, the more I'll make them cry later!" "Damn, how can you be so arrogant when you're already at the northwest border? Do you still think you're in Salvania?" "Let me tell you, you're at the Northwest border. This is a no-man's-land that no one cares about. Even if you die here, no one will care!" "Stop talking about death, Johnson. That's going to scare these beauties. You know what we should use to subdue them, don't you?" "Leave the women and kill the man!"

Lil, Jena, Wyatt, Nathaniel and I all jump up. Everyone else looks alarmed. “What’s going on?” Cam and Kota ask together. “Border attack. Nathaniel stay here so you can be my go between, their alarm hasn’t been raised yet. Wyatt, you and Lil go now, Jena and I will meet up.” “On it boss.” They both shift and take off. “You need to alert your dads. Northern border is under attack. Nathaniel can fill you in, I need to go.” I look at my guys and Sierra, then turn and shift midair taking off, Jena hot on my heels.

Every person who saw it would question how much control I truly had. I couldn’t afford that. Not now. Not ever. The door opened quietly. Elias again. Persistent as always. “There’s something else,” he said cautiously. I turned my head slightly, annoyance tightening my features. “What?” He stepped forward and placed a parchment on my desk. “Reports from the border. Someone’s been moving through the woods near the southern ridge. No insignias, no scent trail. Could be rogues, or something worse.” My patience thinned. “I thought you said the shipment was the only issue.”

Nero is dazed for a second as blood spills down our throat. ‘Asshole move.’ ‘What can I say, I learned to play dirty.’ ‘Finn teach you that bullshit?’ Finn was the King of playing dirty. Nash was calculated in a way that pissed you off during a fight. It was as though undermining his opponent made him stronger. ‘Alpha, we have rogues approaching the Eastern border.’ ‘Western too.’ Not even twenty seconds later, two more links. ‘Northern and Southern borders are being attacked.’ What the fuck? ‘Time to shine, Gamma. Borders on all sides are being breached.’

CHAPTER 57: That's the problem. You saw nothing Nero tilted his head, lips curving into a wolfish smile. “On your life? That’s convenient. Because that’s exactly what it’s worth.” The guard’s eyes widened and his breath caught. “Don. please, I’m loyal—”

Nolan POV The borderlands had changed since the last time I crossed them. The roads were narrower now, the trees thick with fog, and the air carried that strange metallic tang that always clung to rogue territory — not quite danger, not quite decay, but the uneasy in-between. I moved carefully, hood drawn low. The old truck I’d borrowed rattled along the ruts, its headlights slicing through mist. To anyone watching, I looked like just another traveler — a trader or courier, not a pack Alpha.

It led deeper into the forest, away from the estate, toward territory none of them had explored in recent memory. "That direction," she said, opening her eyes and pointing toward a dense section of trees to the northeast. "I think that's where they took her." "That's toward the old border ruins," Noah said, frowning. "Nobody's used that territory in decades. It's technically neutral ground between three different pack claims." "Which makes it perfect for someone who doesn't want to be found," Isla said grimly. "Neutral territory means no single pack's warriors patrol it regularly. He could have been using it as a base for weeks without anyone noticing."

The conversation at our table had already turned, the way these conversations always did, from wine and compliments into the real reason half these men had traveled here at all. "The rogue infestations along the northern border," an older Alpha said, gesturing with his fork like it was a map. "We've lost six patrol members in the last two months alone. Untraceable. In and out before anyone knows they've breached the line." "Wild Bloomers hasn't had that problem," another Alpha said, nodding toward Ronan with something like respect. "Word is you cracked the pattern." Ronan leaned back slightly, comfortable, the way men get comfortable when they're about to receive credit they didn't quite ear

“So where, then?” I glance out the window, where the borders of Moonstone and Oasis disappear into nothing. Where pack lines blur and law holds no ground. There, stretched between rival lands and hidden in plain sight, is something rare. Like the boutique Maddox owns. It’s in a mall, and in a territory owned by no one, open to anyone who doesn’t bring trouble through the doors. The common ground. A smile spread on my lips, and I pointed at the space on the map. “There, the south border between Oasis and Moonstone Pack. It’s unclaimed and considered common ground. It’s free.”

"But the core issue is that border. The current line is a 'done deal' in our eyes. Lycan Erasmus will never give back Snowdeer Town." "And Orion has spent months stoking the fires of nationalism, telling his people the border is a joke and that we robbed them. The public over there is starving for a redraw."