Object Invasion Characters Novels & Stories

Kieran gritted his teeth as he spoke. “You do not think she needs to know that a warlord from another world plans to invade Silver Crest?” I asked in disbelief. Sia turned sharply to Kieran. “Is this true?” “No being alive or dead is ever going to invade this territory, no matter where they come from.” Kieran replied curtly. “Not under my watch.” “Who is this invader?” Sia asked, glaring at Keiran. The Alpha Primus did not answer and from the arrogant look on his face, he had no intention of ever doing so. I felt sorry for Sia.

“Witchcraft—” “Villainess—” The word struck like a thrown dagger, cutting straight through the noise. Villainess. Seren’s pulse faltered. The System flickered, words slicing across her vision like smug lightning. [New Identity Confirmed: Villainess Omega.] [Directive Initiated: Rule through fear, desire, or both.] The glowing HUD pulsed bright enough that wolves nearest her actually shielded their eyes, mistaking it for divine fire. Kael’s arm around her waist tightened, his low growl silencing the pack. But the damage was already done—the chant had begun. A chant not for her, but against her.

She's probably worried about Sarah as much as I am. SARAH'S POV I woke up in a dark dirty alley filled with old hungry haggard looking men, they were wearing rags and some of them lay on the bare floor unconcerned about the state of the ground. As I continued to stare in confusion, unaware of where I am or who I am, the old men's attention were drawn towards me, they looked at me like I was an alien then one of them managed to blurt out.

warned Madam Louise. "Roger that, grandma. Radio silence from now on. Invasion team out." replied Charles. The invasion team then disconnected their communications from the rest of the team. "Fingers crossed, everyone. Remember, we still have to wait for their signal before we invade Pamela's HQ." said Lea. "Good luck, young ones." muttered Madam Louise. Charles then turned his direction back to the team, where he almost chuckled at the sight of two Derek Quintons, one of whom was a hologram projection from Victoria's suit.

Or something engineered. My jaw locks. Before I can push further, a howl tears through the hall and the attacker’s eyes go wide. Rhevan slams into another invader, teeth sinking deep. Tavian tears at someone’s leg like he’s trying to pull the truth out through flesh. The invaders falter. They weren’t expecting the brothers. They weren’t expecting kings. They weren’t expecting a house that fights back. Vaelor’s voice cuts through the chaos like a blade. “Last one’s running.”

It was the Eclipse Coven. "To arms!" I swung my blade out and roared. Like shadows in the night, the first wave of invaders broke through the trees. The Eclipse warriors were unlike the typical wolves. Their bodies warped in and out of the darkness, shimmering. It seemed as though an abyss had devoured their black eyes. Then they hit. A warrior with his claws aimed at my throat sprang at me from my left. At the last moment, I spun, raising my blade in a broad arc. He didn't fall even though the sword met flesh and sliced into his side.

There are many more leaves crunching. His hand is so cold, and his scent is odd. Those red eyes...and fangs. It takes a few moments before he relaxes, releasing my mouth as he peers up at me. "You are far from home, wolf. No screaming. Be a good girl. I am going to help you." Vesper growls, not trusting this male. 'Vampire.' "I was being chased by a...zombie." I admit. "I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home."

Gabriel looked around. "What's happening?" The Architect disappeared. Her voice remained. "The war has begun." THE INVASION The ceiling exploded. Black figures descended into the Archive. They weren't monsters. They were people. Thousands of them. Each wore silver armor. Each carried the symbol of the Deep Architects. Cael's face became pale. "The Keepers." Aria raised her weapon. "You know them?" "They were supposed to be extinct." The soldiers surrounded them. A man stepped forward. He wore a crown made of white metal.

Tyler's Pov The intense terror hanging in the air so much delighted my Wolf as I faced the outlanders that attempted to invade our camp. The outlanders are rouge wolves from another wolf pack. Of recent, they have been invading our pack and have failed continuously in taking control. As I approached the fight scene, I pounced on the first outlander I spotted and the ground welcomed his body. The crimson blood dripping from my claws surely sent the message to the surviving duo that I am not to reckon with.

“They’re heading to Rideten.” “Victor was scheduled to join today’s call, but has not,” Abigail’s voice was grim. “It is not like him.” “Understood.” Sigrid nodded. “The invaders are Mer.” “Yes, Greg and Tom said that you had identified them,” Abigail poured herself a glass of water from the decanter sweating on the table. Although there were other glasses stacked on the table, she did not pour for Rohan. Abigail’s days of she-wolf servitude to alphas were behind her, Sigrid thought with approval. “And that you believe that the water-illness are behind the invasion.”