Pacman X Novels & Stories

Benette’s hand trailed down his nape, to his shoulder, down his left arm, ending in his hand where he plucked the implant from on top of his palm. It looked like a grain of rice, if it was made of intricately woven metal. “I can also help you with the one in your chest... if you wish,” Benette whispered once more. “No... this is enough... for now,” Xander whispered back. “I guess I’m pretty much a mystery,” he said in his natural tone. “I was born with a weak heart, I even had an operation once just to fix it, but nothing, not modern medicine, not even the best Almecion healers can seem to heal me.”

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

"Kill them all!" "No." The word traveled to them on a whisper, and a puzzled glance at Gavin showed his pack mate just as confused. A flurry of movement made Wyatt's jaw drop, and Parker's heart swell in pride, even as his feet moved to bring him closer to help. Jaxon, the strain on his face evident, sprang up from his crouch and half shifted, a true wolf man like Hollywood had never imagined. "Down, dog!" Roderick bellowed.

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather. The underground brought forth money from the production of a white powder. The underground? It was a crack house. X-habit's main aim was to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. But somehow other benefits accompanied the money. Fame was one, Power was another. Chase Motors, a car manufacturing and selling company which was owned by Steven was one of the entities the money brewed. Sage Hotels and Suites was another. Baron Sage owned this one. It was one of the famous hotels in the state and was still rising to greater