Planet Kamino Novels & Stories

Kamrynn's POV The moment I stepped outside, the courtyard greeted me with a breathtaking display of light and life. Lanterns hung in delicate arcs along the perimeter, their soft, golden glow illuminating every corner of the space. They flickered like fireflies against the dark velvet sky, casting an ethereal ambiance that felt almost magical. The bonfire at the center of the courtyard was immense, its flames crackling and roaring, sending spirals of glowing embers into the air. The firelight danced across the faces of the gathered Pack members, who sat or stood around it, talking, laughing, and singing with unbridled joy.

Coffee are savior! "How can we have money for guns and ammunition but not for buying matching cups?" Jason asked. "Because Mercury is the closest planet to the sun," Camden replied uselessly and stood up to get a cup for himself. "You just hurt my brain with that answer Reyes," Jason said. "I'm actually surprised that you have a brain Alcantara," Camden retorted. "Enough about that, I think I'm onto something," Knoxx said, earning everybody's attention. "I sent you all links," he added.

"Our ship's engine malfunctioned and my pod landed wherever you found me. It was never our intention to fight or battle, that was the worst-case scenario." He took a while before he replied as if he tried to make sense of what she just said. "It seems you have bad luck, Miss Summons. All emergency pods are programmed to land in the main city of Meraki. The City of Ouro, we call it the city of gold. You have landed in my territory."

The title is "The King's Luna" Kamsahamnida

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

My suit was fine now it was patched but I made a note to get it properly looked at as soon as I could. With my pack on my back, and all my most precious belongings once again inside it, I followed Icaan to the cargo ramp and out onto the planet. This one had Frentin living in large domes, the planet not entirely safe even for the genetically modified human race that had taken it. I followed Icaan, his hand firmly on Kryan's shoulder, and we made our way toward a set of guards. "I must admit I wasn't sure I believed it when you said you had Kryan, but now I see him with my own two eyes, I'm impressed,” the central guard said, a strap on his uniform marking him out as the man in charge.

"They built a paradise while they planned to drown the world below." "It’s not a paradise," I said, my eyes locked on the largest spire in the center—a needle of obsidian and chrome. "It’s a cage. And the Matriarch is the bird who thinks she owns the sky." "Mama, the metal-men are pointing their fingers at us," Luna whispered. She was right. Along the rim of the glass dome, rows of orbital cannons were rotating, their muzzles glowing with the same sickly blue plasma we had encountered in the void.

I fell flat on my back, meanwhile like a cat Kaname landed on his feet. "Ow my back, a warning would be nice next time ya'know!" I shouted at Kaname. "Would you believe me if I said alright Karma we'll be falling underground now?" "I'd think you were crazy, where are we though?" I said looking around the place was mostly metal besides the shoot we fell through which was dirt. "An underground bunker, of course, this is pretty much where I always am," Kaname shot me a glare, "don't tell Kami,"

“See that? Bunker Gamma. He doesn't send. He answers. Kael bowed to my forehead. His eyes followed my finger. “Gamma is located in the centre of Ouroboros.” Ouroboros. The name alone made the soldiers of Beta shudder. It was the ruin the largest megacity that the consortium had ever built. A place where the Plasma rebellion experimental weather cannons had been ignited. The city was no longer a place to enter; it was a place you're missing. “It’s not an automatic ping,” Silas explained, who suddenly left behind us