Ratchet X Wheeljack Novels & Stories

“You were taken from the forest and brought to Doctor Goodman’s pet shop. I can’t let him hurt you. I’m going to try and get you two out of here. I am truly sorry that this happened.” “Who are you?” Were the first words out of her mouth. “They call me Ratchet. I’m a slave.” He pointed to his collar.”Dodger bought me from the slaver market because I have no house mark. Plus I am a mutant.” Cassia looked at him curiously. “Mutant? You look like a wildling to me.” “A wildling? I have never heard that term before.” Ratchet felt the heaviness on his heart lighten up with her words.” You were found in the woods with two other mutants, were they your slaves?”

"That's not going to happen either. Dwight, here's how this is going to play out. You're going to take the 200,000 naira I'm willing to wire you now because I'm not in a foul mood and you're going to walk out of here and never look back. If you don't, this will be the last day you see the sun and I'm going to make sure of it. You know me, I don't bluff and you also know that my influence has no limits. And if you don't get out of here in the next five minutes, the offer is no longer on the table." Randy seemed to contemplate his options. He had seen firsthand how ruthless Jack could be and he knew just how far his reach was. But then he got mad. He was the one with the gun pointed at a girl'

Wajahnya putih bersih. Andreas merupakan sosok yang tenang dan teratur. Ada rambut halus yang tumbuh di sekitar rahang kokohnya. Juga kacamata yang membingkai wajah, membuatnya terlihat smart. "Jangan banyak gerak dulu. Kalau cepat pulih, nanti suster bawa jalan keluar pakai kursi roda, ya." "Masih lama disini?" ucap Rani terbata.

Jack woke up early the next morning. Jill was still sound asleep. Last night's events were on his mind. Could it have been a dream? Jack grabbed last night's pants and reached into the pocket. There he found the bank card, the business card and the paperwork which had his DNA results. Everything that happened last night actually happened.

She whispered directions, subtle gestures, letting him know where traps might lie. Zane growled, moving toward her with deliberate slowness. “You’d follow a man like him, Raven? A wounded Don? How predictable.” Jaxon’s eyes snapped to Zane. “He’s more than predictable, and you’re done.” Zane lunged, fists swinging. Jaxon sidestepped, delivering a strike that sent him sprawling into a crate. He turned back to Raven, moving to cut her free. The chains clinked as she stepped forward, showing him the lock-picking device she’d hidden in her sleeve. A flick of her wrist, and the metal fell away.

The burning in my mark became more intense, as it was piercing through my flesh like molten fire. I clenched my teeth tight, holding my wrist as the pain continued. The man in front of me took a step forward toward me. Their form was shifting swiftly. "You are not the Last Ghost Wolf, Rachael," the voice said, it was neither man nor female, but an old and familiar voice. "You are something far greater than that. You are the key." The voice dropped. My breath hitched on hearing that "The key to what?" I asked myself, still enduring the pain. The figure raised their hand before me, and the ground beneath us trembled. The stone slabs crumbled, revealing deep, brilliant lines that pulsed like li

I gripped the heavy steel plate and kicked desperately for the ceiling. I reached the hatch. My lungs convulsed. I wedged the jagged edge of the steel plate into the spokes of the rusted iron wheel, using it as a massive lever. I threw my entire body weight against the makeshift crowbar. For a terrifying second, nothing happened. Then, with a loud, metallic crack that vibrated through the water, the rust shattered. The wheel turned. I dropped the steel plate, grabbed the wheel, and spun it frantically. The heavy latches disengaged. I shoved the hatch upward.

The rust began to flake away, dissolving into fine black dust as the silver alloy beneath reacted to the temporal lubricant. Ethan gripped the massive iron wheel on the side of the console. He braced his shoulders and threw his entire weight into the turn. *Groan... Clack... Clack...* The metal screamed in protest. The sound was deafening in the confined space, echoing down the dark tunnels like the wail of a dying beast. Ethan’s muscles strained, his veins bulging against his skin as he forced the stubborn wheel through its first full rotation. Behind the bronze panels, a massive pendulum began to sway, its slow, heavy ticks vibrating through the stone floor beneath their feet.

"But you don't know how to use your teeth yet, sweetheart. Your wolf has been asleep since you were a child. If you try to fight Vance and the Red Lake horde at the same time with a half-broken seal, they will tear you apart before you can even shift." A sudden, sharp whistle cut through the dark trees from the northern bank, three short, low notes that made Xavier stiffen instantly. His head snapped toward the sound, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scent on the wind. "Jax," I muttered, my hand dropping away from his throat as the reality of the border perimeter crashed back into the space between us. "He’s calling you back to the bunker." "He’s calling both of us," Xavier corrected, h

I state more than ask. Xavier didn't reply he still had his eyes tightly closed. "Hey." I reach for his hand then l**k it with mine. "Its okay, you can open your eyes." "Am right here." I added, he slowly pry his eyes open. "See its alright." I assure him. We heard a loud creek from the button of the wheel, then the wheel stopped spinning. Then I realised something. We are the only ones in the wheel. Oh Shit. "Hey, whats going on." I yell at the control man.