Oblivion Destruction Training Mga Nobela at Kwento

POV: Luna Three days after the portal crisis, Professor Thorne called mandatory combat training. Every student who'd fought. Every pack member who'd survived. Everyone needed to process trauma through physical activity instead of letting it fester into psychological damage. The training grounds were packed. Students gathering in groups. Whispers about hybrid creatures. About portal explosions. About Luna Eclipse defeating impossible threats through dual mate bonds and Eclipse power that seemed unlimited. I stood with my pack. Trying to appear normal. Trying to pretend exhaustion wasn't bone-deep. Trying to ignore how both Liam and Caleb hovered protectively despite knowing their presence cre

There was a broken plate and some fruit scattered on the floor. He then glanced at the huge box, seemingly having heard everything we'd just said. Teresa didn't look the least bit remorseful, and neither did I. Riven rushed up to us, grabbing the box with one hand and my wrist with another. His grip on me was so tight that his knuckles turned white. "I can't be returned again. Please, Tracy, please let me bind to you once more. I promise I'll serve you well this time! "I'll be loyal! I'll learn to serve you and please you like he can! Please, just let me stay…"

} {I hope you understand that this will primarily apply when dealing with humans. Ivy stilled slightly. {Scheming humans. Dangerous humans. Individuals who can be even more ruthless than monsters.} A brief silence followed. {You will encounter them.} Ivy's expression darkened just a little. "Oh, I know…" she replied quietly. {This training ensures survival when weapons are unavailable.} Ivy nodded her head in understanding. {Next is Field Tactics & Strategy. This is where intelligence becomes crucial.} {It includes movement in dangerous environments, ambush and counter-ambush techniques, using cover and concealment, and reading terrain effectively.}

There's a part of me that feels like that's where I belong, that's what I'm made for. Being a trained assassin for the government's undercover organization. Even though the boys and I burnt it to the ground after our escape, we've always known that wasn't the end of B2O. It would have taken them literally an hour to get up and restart in other facilities that they had around the world, but with the damage we left them in, who knows? We burnt the facility Roman and I were trained in, along with the one the rest of us were trained in and the other ones we heard of over radio chatter.

"I know. There were a few times I thought I was gonna have to write your eulogy. And let me tell you, it was gonna be terrible. Mostly just complaints about how you steal my fries." I laughed. It felt rusty, coming from deep in my chest. "I don't steal them. I tax them." "Whatever." Jamie hopped up onto the counter, swinging his legs. "But seriously, Tate. You need this. You can't just be... this. The Luna. The General. You need to be twenty years old for five minutes." I looked out the window over the sink. Outside, the training grounds were muddy. The Void Rot was gone.....turned to ash and blown away by the wind....but the scars on the land remained. The grass was patchy. The trees were b

Emily saw her reaction and slowly moved towards her to console her and ran together till they all became breathless. After one hour of running, they start the course consisting of intense physical training. Circuit training. Rope Climbing. Wall Climbing. Jungle gym. Crawling to barbed wire. The training lasted five hours, another three hours on Sunday, while the last two hours were for sparring. All Omegas are tired and wrung. All of them except Delta Dimitry and Gamma Sevy lay on the cold hard ground. While their bodies throb in pain. "How many of these Omegas do you think will stay after the probation?" Gamma Sevy asks while puffing a cigar.

It was definitely the Destroyer who was being shouted at and the shouting continued until I lost my patience. I turned a wall and faced the two, "will you shut the fuck up already? Your voice pisses me off." The trainer scoffed when he saw me whilst the Destroyer looked at me with curiosity. I blew out some smoke and stepped into the light. "You're lucky you're not dead mate, I'm sure Destroyer could crush you instantly if he wanted to. In fact, I'm not sure why he hasn't already." I stepped closer to the two until I was face to face with the trainer who was conveniently my height.

Olivia said enthusiastically, she was trying so hard to steer her thoughts away from her family, she was going to immerse herself in training, she didn't want to think about how they would all get destroyed by Daera. Venom suppressed his anger, he had just accepted his worst student, although her face was brimming with enthusiasm right now, he was sure she would soon start shedding tears. " The first thing we're going to build is your stamina, follow me" ******** Erada had been right with her prediction, the men that Royal had selected for her were really very lousy, some of them were scrawny and frail looking while those who were huge lacked stamina.

Ean turned to look at her, then roared, "She's not dead! How could she be dead? It's impossible!" The doctor he brought stepped forward, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry, but she's gone. There are no vital signs." At that moment, the gatekeeper hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Smith, the surveillance footage was destroyed, but our people have been guarding the main entrance the whole time!" Ean was dumbfounded. If that was the case, it meant that I had entered an operational freezer that day! He roared at everyone around him, "You call this watching over her?"

Shattered Mate Bond: False Alarm Aiden pov The training dummy exploded under the force of my hit, stuffing erupting across the gym floor. Dad raised an eyebrow but didn't comment—I'd already destroyed three of them this session. "Again," he commanded. "And this time, control your strength. You're supposed to be learning precision, not demolition." I moved to the next dummy, forcing myself to focus. Alpha training had resumed three days ago, and I was rusty. Distracted. Half my mind was always on Sera, even when I was trying to concentrate.