Rodimus X Ultra Magnus の小説・ストーリー

he said He was offering Roman a chance to join his pack, “you could even bring your little chimera pet” he added sarcastically and Lucas growled “No! I’m not joining your pack” Roman fired immediately “I guess a lab rat will always be a lab rat, isn’t it?” Legion turned to experiment 12 He knows their true nature, he knows they were made. And how did 12 join them, did they find him somewhere Bernard dumped him cause he was dead or did he escape like he did?

We look forward to the day she can run with us. "Soon." The witch agreed with a soft smile. Some of the shadows began to dance like excited pups, their excited yips filling the air as a giant blonde man stepped out of the darkening tree-line followed by a smaller version of himself. Despite the winter months being on them, both males were golden like the husks of wheat and barley. Their white blonde hair matched that of the little girl babbling in her mother's arms. Ulf was much taller than his son and bulkier with muscles crowding his limbs and torso. His chiseled facial features could easily make the gods jealous and his blue eyes were topaz blue and as hard as ice as they surveyed the wor

And on his way dashing I yelled "Did you hate humans?" "I have never hated them," He yelled back. I guess this is the only thing wrong in the old one words. Nightwalker and the White witch are the only supernatural beings to ever make a point out of the beast of Delon and now, I have joined the list at an Ultima, I smiled.

Therefore, judging solely from the wooden staff I made, it would be impossible to tell whether it came from a divine smith or a demon smith. The craftsman examined the staff with unrestrained excitement, while I continued rapidly forging other weapons according to the blueprints—until Magni entered the hall. Magni was a tall, imposing elder. Though his hair was entirely white, his physique remained robust. He wore a long black robe of a grand demon smith that trailed along the floor, his snow-white hair cascading over it.

' It was the big, cuddly bearman who answered him, explaining what had happened and what we are about to do about the situation. 'Wow, play that's kind of wild, man.' Romulus said with a grin at his brother, his golden eyes going opaque as they talked through their mind-link, and both men turned to me. 'Count us in.' They said in unison, and I was taken aback by their generous offer. 'Youm you, err, well, thanks, but you really don't have to.' I managed to stutter out, and they both laughed. 'Of course we do. Did you think we'd miss all the fun?'

With Magnus by her side, Lara felt a surge of renewed energy coursing through her veins, her strength reigniting like a wildfire. Magnus handed Lara the ancient blade. Its silver edge shimmered with a soft glow beneath the radiant moonlight. The intense battle began in a violent clash of power and fury. Magnus, with his fierce wolf instincts and unparalleled combat prowess, charged at Cyrus, the ruthless commander of Thana's dark army. Their claws met in a deadly dance of strength, each move calculated yet savage. The ground beneath them shook as they exchanged blows, their growls echoing through the forest like thunder. Cyrus, a formidable opponent, wielded dark magic in tandem with his bru

Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself. "You can't exactly judge," I replied as I pointed to the guy. "He was part of Moon Shadow prior to their downfall. He just hasn't been fully accepted into the pack," Luca said. I could see his fists clenched at his side and I could hear the way in which he was controlling his breathing which only served to make me smile to myself.

Deep down, my insides ached to be next to him, but he didn't want me right next to him anymore. "How did you become a rogue when everything was going so well?" I asked. Damien handed the book back to me. "Werewolves from outside of the pack started joining, a few of them started problems with the inner workings of the pack. My father was not as strong as my great grandfather. He succumbed when they challenged him and eventually murdered him for the pack. That's when I left along with the rest of the hybrids that were going to be killed because we were different." His voice was distant as he spoke like the memories were too hard to forget, so I reached out and touched his arm.

So caught up in his fantasy, he ran into her back when she stopped next to Magnus' table again. Ulfhild stumbled with the unexpected impact and shot a menacing glare over her shoulder at him. He shrugged slightly and let his lips curl up in a smirk. It would not do to let her have any idea how she affected him. Odin's eye! She was simply an attractive woman. He hadn't bedded one in a while so he was distracted by her. That was all. His wolf whined in protest and Brand shoved him down. "Ahh, welcome back, Brandur the Destroyer," Magnus said jovially, leaning back in his large wooden chair and picking his teeth with a small, sharpened bone. "Now you more resemble the Viking warrior you claim t

"I'm not sure. I know my mate is waiting for me somewhere and I must find him." Roland came out to my father when we first returned to the Everglades. My father wrapped him in his giant arms and told him he loved him. For a man who made so many mistakes with his children when we were babies, my father has more than made up for it. He also told my brother the story of Franklin, the liege vampire to the Northeast clan who died at the beginning of the war with the cats. Franklin's mate was another male. His clan was happy and they accepted the will of the Goddess. Ivan told Roland that the clans would accept him too.