Ratchet X Drift Novels & Stories

There's nothing wrong, everything's fine, I just have to want it. My lower muscles start to tremble and so does my whole body, I don't let go and keep pushing, inadvertently I push the chair backwards and fall against the tiles with a thud, completely naked. I groan in pain. "Dammit! " The bathroom door opens and several people rush in. "Drake?"

The overdrive ignited a storm of rage within him, the chair ripped as Druenn forced his way out of the seat launching one half at a ranger behind him and the other half at another to his left, rolling from a sword that swung towards his head he backed himself into a corner, searching the room for a weapon against the ranger that stood in front of him. The ranger began to pace, poised to spring like a viper. Druenn waited as the ranger made the first move, the sword came down and he ducked out of the way delivering a bone shattering punch to the rangers kidney, the ranger winced and Druenn seized the sword, he swung the sword preparing to kill but something unexpected happened, a hand grasped

Former-Alpha of Fleet Wood, Draxon, declared, “That’s not very nice, Lucy. And, for the record, Jake really did like you. Idio—” Xandar growled at the mention of Jake, and pounced on Draxon. Draxon didn’t avoid the king’s attack fast enough, so Xandar caught his leg, broke his limbs and was cracking his neck slowly. Draxon howled in pain before he whimpered and scratched Xandar’s hands to loosen his tightening grip, but to no avail. Then, a gust of the wind from behind Xandar nicked the left side of his arm. Another gust came from the front and nicked the right side of the same arm.

Pyro warned through his teeth, and his friend instantly calmed, knowing when to listen to his advice. 2. Ratchet repressed a shudder as he continued down the street, filing the image of the strangers away in his head to inform the prez later. He was running late, and if there was one thing his friend hated, it was tardiness. He made it to Sal's pizza palace and slid into the booth to be greeted by unnerving purple eyes, "Late again, Ian?" Maeve chided, as she shoved the menu in his face.

MITCH CHESTER “YOU ARE GOING to crash the car,“ Draco said, holding on to the side of his seat as Mitch drove like a blind bat. Mitch scoffed without slowing down. He pressed down on the pedal, and the car shot even faster. “This fucking snow,“ he growled as he screeched to a stop. The tires of the car were stuck in the thick layer of snow. He got out of the car; his legs sank almost to his knees. Draco came out too, cursing under his breath. “I wonder whose idea it was to get electric cars to drive over snow,“ he looked at Mitch and added sarcastically. “Oh wait, it was your brilliant idea.“ Mitch rubbed his chin and said, “Maybe I should have gone with your idea and bought electric sleds i

Drift states when we meet him half way in the middle of the compound. The Road Kings clubhouse is made up an old repair shop. There is a couple thousand square feet added onto it and has cement walls blocking the view. If they wanted to, they could easily take us out here and now, and no one would even know. "Drift. Thanks for meeting with us." Austin states as they stare each other down. Drift is practically a mystery to us all and as much as I hate that Torque couldn't find much on the fucker, I can read people well enough to know that he has a dark past that even the likes of us wouldn't comprehend.

Chuck said with the anger in his voice becoming too obvious. Everyone had the right to be furious as it stands. "There's nothing to judge other than doing what everyone wants" Carly said as everyone nodded to it. "No! If you do this then that psycho that calls herself Raven would deal with all of us. She gave us three days..." Mr Tartal flared up. "Three days before she kills you and not us. We will save our heads. How about you protect yourselves with your Betas, gammas, omegas and the likes. Your members are larger than ours. I'm advising you as a friend" Rufus said taking up his things.

The bag my mother had packed was getting heavier and heavier with each step. The talking was helping keep my fear of the forest at bay, but now, in the silence, the hooting and howling were getting to me. I rushed up to join Kent. I mean if I was stuck in the Unclaimed Forest with anyone, I would pick the most powerful Alpha. As I ran up to him, I must have stepped into some slippery mud because instead of landing next to him, I slammed into his back. In order to make sure he didn’t fall, he twisted to face me, caught me by my waist and kept me from eating mud. His touch was again warm.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

"Now, would you look at that, dear brother! What about a free whore before the hunt? I bet it would do wonders for our nerves and tense muscles! What do you say?" "I am all in, brother!" "Fuck you both! What is this? Teenage antics and stupid threats? Let me go, and go fuck each other!" Drifta`s presence pushed a vibrating growl up my throat. At least she backed me up a little while still refusing to resurface or shift, but it did nothing in my favor. Both laughed and made fake, scared grimaces between each other, just to burst out laughing again. "What a sharp tongue you got there! Oh well!"