Re:zero Whale Novels & Stories

When she got close enough to see a whale with his mouth open waiting for her, she closed her eyes and waited to be eaten by the red eye whale, but it never happen. When she opened her eyes, she saw a smiling Warlus who had her laying on a waterbed right in front of the whale who was waiting for his meal. “Looks like you guys need a little help, so I guess you still are lucky.” Warlus said, as he used his power to send a water ice blade towards Atlas. It landed deep into his rib causing him to scream in pain, releasing his energy bolt aimed at the girls. PSA: Thanks for your patience, I'm still dealing with health issues, but I will be trying to update daily.

The voices of the forgotten, no longer whispers beneath the ground, no longer echoes through the hollow, but howls that shook the forest above. The wolves clutched at their ears, some dropping to their knees, others trembling as if their own throats might release the same cry without command. Raelin staggered backward, her face pale, her voice no longer steady but torn with disbelief. “No, it cannot be, they are dead, they cannot answer, they cannot call us.”

"That whistle... it’s a bio-acoustic trigger. It’s broadcasting on a frequency that resonates perfectly with the 'Project Chimera' virus. Every human and shifter who inhaled that Mist is now an antenna." "And the rival captain?" Elara asked, her mind flashing to the image of Viktor, the Raven’s leader, standing on the Crestwood lawn like a conductor. "Viktor isn't just a hockey player," Kael said, his voice dropping an octave as he regained his footing. "He was the Council’s 'Subject Zero.' If you’re the Queen of the Berserkers, he’s the King of the Vials. He doesn't want to lead a pack; he wants to manage a hive."

His organs were unruptured. He had survived the anvil. Baraka rolled onto his back, staring up at the clear blue sky, a ragged, exhausted laugh escaping his lips. Back in the Deep Warren, the radio crackled to life. "Command, this is Zero," Baraka’s voice came through, weary but triumphant. "The artillery is functional. Tell Malik to bring his iron. I’ll break it." The Free North had its weapon. Patient Zero had leveled up.

PROJECT: BOREALIS. Jack opened the file. It was a map. A map of the Arctic Circle. But there were coordinates circled in red ink. "What is it?" Olivia asked, peering over his shoulder. "It's a weather station," Jack said. "Or it was. But look at the notes in the margin." He pointed to the scrawled handwriting. Subject Zero is not stable. The ice cannot hold him. We must bury the key. "Subject Zero," Jack whispered. "That's what the AI called me."

In his place sat a wolf the size of a mountain lion. The creature was pure white. Not a single dark hair. Its eyes were a flat, unblinking violet. "Leo?" My voice was a sob. The wolf looked at me. It didn't growl. It let out a high-pitched, digital trill. It stepped toward me, its paws leaving glowing violet imprints in the dirt. "The neutralizer didn't kill the gene," Dante said, his voice devoid of emotion. "It isolated it. It made him the pure strain. The version 2.0."

I was in his way of promoting his own people. I blocked Mandy, then sent a long text in the marketing department group chat. "All further coordination regarding Mr. Skylar's deal will be handled by me personally. Without my written authorization, no one is permitted to contact Mr. Skylar or his team on behalf of the company in any capacity. Any violations will be dealt with accordingly." After sending it, I disbanded the group chat. I didn't have the energy to go home and argue with Jack, so I checked into a hotel instead.

******************* Mr Albert Dickson and Zhang Wei was driving on the highway, Zhang Wei fell asleep. Mr Albert Dickson played Nina Simone song titled: I Wish I Knew How it Would Feel to Be Free. He drive straight to airport so many dead bodies on the floor, Zombies devouring people's flesh. When he got to the airport he stopped the music and also stopped the car. Pick his gun and wake Zhang Wei up. "What are we doing here"? "You listen to me carefully okay? once we get down look at the that private jet we will get in and take off"

Only the strongest and the best warrior can work as a Quill warrior. We are in Quilluet Pack, the strongest, biggest, and oldest pack in the world. There are about 12.000 werewolves living in Quilluet's teritory. There are so many strong warriors from this pack, including our Alpha, Alpha Eaton Flynn. He is known as the strongest alpha in the world now. He took over this pack when he was only 16 years old. He is very attractive too......well at least that's what i heard.

The wolf lowered its head so Claude could physically feel its molten breath on the back of his neck, then the beast smelled him. SNIFFFFFFF "Heheheheheh.....grrrrrr...your mOre LikE us tHan yOou tHink, boy..grr......DiStAnTlY....I smELL IT!" The beasts final message sent a chill down Claudes spine. Immediately after the beast turned to its side lifting its leg to let a stream of flaming hot piss hit Claude as his world suddenly faded to black. *** September 5, 2240 Claude was welcomed into consciousness by pain and random aches that announced themselves all at the same time in an agonizing chaos. He groggily opened his eyes and saw a navy blue screen appear, it read; [Astral Quest Complete!]