Novel & Cerita Prismo X Scarab

I could see the genuine fear in his eyes, and I couldn’t blame him. Scarlett wasn’t just another Luna. She was the first female Valkin—a force unmatched, strong and unyielding. She wasn’t someone anyone could take lightly, and Garland clearly understood that now. She was a force of nature, and she was ours.

Why did everything have to fall on him when she was the one who lured him into it? Maya had not had that idea all by herself. She'd found a buyer, a mysterious man called Scar. Scar ran the black market and was in charge of everything that went down in it. From the oil deals to mercenaries to ammunition, Scar was on top of it all. Contrabands were sold in their mass as well as copies of luxury goods or just selling the siphoned ones at a much cheaper price. Recently, Scar had been very much interested in Romero's luxury products and for years he made sure he made a profit off of it, by recruiting hands in the factories and warehouse and getting some of the goods produced.

I screamed and sobbed and begged till I couldn't do them anymore, and then I curled into a ball on the ground and prepared to die. "Ugly little monster," Rosalie hissed, "I'm doing you a favor by ending your miserable existence. There's nothing left for you anyways" And then she bent to her knees and reached for my hair. "No, please," I croaked weakly as I felt the first snip, my long hair falling off my head as Rosalie sliced through it, ignoring my weak pleas. "And as a parting gift," she drawled, voice full of delight. A burn of pain ripped through my face as she dragged the sharp tip of the scissors down the unscarred side of my face, engraving a thick line from my hairline down to my ja

scar gets back in flight as we keep flying around in circles ,around the pack house trying to pick up Rosa's sent ,i held my scorpion mace in my right hand slicing through and killing every single enemy in sight ,the whole pack was so thrown into to chaos ,with everyone running around for their lives ,this time i tried my best not to harm the defenceless ones of the pack just the warriors and guards who tried to stop me from reaching their alpha ,i had scar sex the all ablaze ,i pick up Rosa's scent by its a bit faint . I pick up Rosa's scent but it appear to be a little faint ,it leads me to the end of the pack ,a little into the woods , i get down from scar and walk forward for a clos

I pray to God that they don't mess it. When the ride is at its highest point the fireworks go off, it looks really pretty from the top. The lights below look so beautiful and encaptivating that i am awestruck for a moment. I decide to give my present to Scar. It was personal and i didn't want anyone to witness it other than her. "Happy Birthday Scar" My voice breaks the silence as i display the present. Scarlet turns around and her eyes widen. She delicately opens the present and lifts the lid to look at the present inside.

Knowledge glimmers in his eyes and when he looks up, a grim line settles on his face. “I need to get back to my pack.” Scarlett turns around and her voice is laced with surprising disbelief when she speaks. “Excuse me?” Priam glares at her and it takes all my self-control not to walk over and break his nose. My fist clenches and my anger grows with every second he looks at her like that. “You want to go back to your pack… to get us information on what that mark might mean?” Scarlett steps back a few inches at the sound of Danis’s voice. I know it’s an instinctive move because she doesn’t seem to be aware of what she’s doing. Danis’s question is met with silence because Priam simply glares at

Scarlett said, nodding toward the training grounds where the cyber-Lycan warriors were already boarding the transport bays. As the Ark began its massive, sub-space jump toward the North Pole, Scarlett felt a chill that had nothing to do with the arctic air. In the depths of the Stellar Navigator, a new file had just decrypted. "Project Chimera: Final Objective—The Resurrection of the Prime Architect." Scarlett’s heart hammered. Xuan was gone, and the High Scientist was a prisoner. But if there was a "Prime Architect" still waiting in the Silent Gears, then the experiment was far from over.

Scars already marking his skin knowing silver affects wolf very much. “Your friend is stupid, Eve. She thinks that she can take you from me. No one, I repeat, no one will take you from me. You’re mine and only mine.” Eve felt her whole world darkens when she felt a strong whiff of wind as a large axe had been slam next to her. Eve knew what was cut but she couldn’t, she didn’t want to believe it but she had to see it. Her body shivers as she turns. A pain so unbearable, emotion so deep with guilt and anguish just burst from her chest. She started screaming like a woman possessed seeing Ariadne’s lifeless eyes looking back at her like Damien. Her head is separated from her body and Vlad was k

A stupid, desperate, chemically volatile idea. "Ben," I asked. "What's the primary sensory mechanism of the Scarab-X?" "Chemoreceptors," Ben replied instantly. "They sniff out organic decay. Highly sensitive to sulfur and methane." "And what happens," I uncapped the liquor bottle, "if you overload a high-sensitivity sensor with a concentrated volatile irritant?" Ben's eyes widened behind his glasses. "Sensory overload. A system reboot. But we don't have tear gas." "No," I grabbed a handful of the spicy gluten strips, dripping with synthetic capsaicin oil, and shoved them into the bottle of liquor. The clear liquid instantly turned a murky, violent orange. "We have something worse. We have gu

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.