Ratchet X Clank Novels & Stories

**"You're not ready. But you will be." --- **The Fractured Covenant** The clones ambush us at dusk. They fight like Eden-feral, relentless-but warped by the Architects' tech. One sprouts thorns that shatter Ravel's knife; another breathes static that melts flesh. We flee deeper into the garden, but the trees themselves attack, roots spearing from the soil. Ravel shoves me behind a boulder as a root impales her thigh. "Go! I'll hold them off!" "No more sacrifices," I snarl, tearing the root free.

he frowned "If you want your death so soon, wait on the third day. Everything ends then. This alliance should never have been and it needs to be broken. Just so you know, we now have the book of plans you've set out, the evil plans against the humans. You plan to destroy us and rule over us" "Three days! Raven's going to be killed by my hands" Mr Tartal said The intruders left immediately while the hall remained tainted with blood. Luca was cuffed on the wrist with a strange metal ring.

Clank! Clank! Clink! CLANG! Hunter scrambled to parry the slash from Master Margarete and was thrown off-balance. Footwork skewed, he could not fully avoid the riposting strike that sliced through robe to open flesh. Blood gushed to drench cloth, but none fell to the ground.

spoke more about them than him. “Now what do we have here?” Clenk said as he and his follow-along dummies surrounded me, all smiling like the weirdos they were. Clenk squeezed my shoulder with just one hand and the joint there got dislocated. It was too sharp and the pain unbearable that I had to roll on the ground moaning in pain. “Now you don't look tough without your dragon friend, do you?” He pulled me up with one hand and then raised me over his head, and then threw my back to ground. Luckily my back hit the ground first, so nothing broke.”

Clang! A black-clad man's machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang. "What?! Projecting your vigor… You're actually Birthright rank?!" The old man's jaw could drop from shock as he looked on. But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man's wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men's head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact.

↓ ↓ ↓ We got to where the others were, and Clarry squealed as soon as she saw Rick. "Dude!" she squealed, jumping on him, making Rick laugh as he tried to balance with her. "Whoa, who is he?" Kim asked. "Um guys, meet Rick...my bestie." Isaac raised his eyebrows at the bestie part. "Wow, nice to meet you, I'm Dante," he said, stretching his hand for a handshake. Rick took it with all smiles, and they both shook hands. "Can he come with us?" I asked, and Bessy hummed thoughtfully before nodding, making me smile.

CLANK. The hoist let out a violent, bone-jarring shudder that threw me forward against my knees. Dante’s massive front paws instantly shifted, his thick claws digging into the rusted iron floor plates to create a solid wall that kept me from sliding into the mesh. The platform ground to a halt three feet above the flooded concrete of Aethelgard’s primary market plaza—the absolute heart of the Scrapper Slums.

The two exchanged a glance, claws flashing out as they lunged straight at me. At the last possible second, Zephyr moved. Relying on his extraordinary hearing, he stepped in front of me, blocking their path. "Zephyr! Have you lost your mind? Why are you stopping us?!" Cael’s eyes were bloodshot as he snarled through gritted teeth. "In the last life, she kicked us into the enemy pack as shields. Have you already forgotten that? Move! I’m going to tear her apart!" "Be quiet. Don’t move." Though blind, Zephyr’s senses were sharper than anyone else’s.

Jax punched the button for the tenth floor with a trembling finger. The doors closed. The second the seal engaged, Jax moved. Not tentative. Not careful. He shoved Ronan back against the brushed-steel wall—hands fisting the front of Ronan’s hoodie, yanking him down—and crashed their mouths together in a kiss that was all teeth, hunger, and years of restraint shattering at once.

The broken glass from the windowpane began to hover around her boots, clicking together like teeth. Rohan lunged from the side, his claws aimed at her throat to distract her, but Ravena didn't even turn around. She simply flexed her fingers, and a wave of kinetic force slammed into his chest, pinning his massive frame flat against the wall. The plaster cracked behind his head. He snarled, his muscles bunching as he fought against the invisible weight holding him down, his claws tearing deep grooves into the wallpaper.