Rush X Ambush Novels & Stories

We all knew that this was not finished, but the wind was suddenly roaring louder, drowning out the distant gunshots. Getting to the Extraction Point Hours seemed to pass before the thick woodland gave way to the extraction spot, a slender, snow-covered valley. On the other side of the clearing, a lone, camouflaged helicopter waited, its motors humming softly against the roaring sky. A wave of relief washed over me—we had succeeded. An ambush occurred, however, and the air burst with gunfire as we emerged into the open. “GO!” We ran toward the helicopter that was waiting, and Damien roared back. Three soldiers were killed with deadly accuracy by Vanessa's rifle, which boomed from the hill.

With his new vision seeing heat signatures, he quickly found the culprits, ‘wait, there was one voice, I see two heat figures, and the second does not look human, I knew it was a f**kin ambush’ Rex thought, a little shocked at the shape the second figure seemed to have, the two were hiding a short distance away, in the shadows of some tall trees about twenty feet from Rex’s hut. Confident he would be able to get the upper hand on his would be ambushers, Rex knelt low to the ground and covered the distance towards the shadow of the trees quickly, leaping with a quick flip twist, landing behind where he saw the heat signatures, drew his sword and was about to challenge the pair when a quick re

No pulse. "Damn it," I growled, my voice sounding like gravel. The ambush had been fast. Three cars had blocked the narrow mountain pass just as the sun went down. They didn't look like Council men; they wore the tactical gear of the Cruz syndicate—remnants who had survived the warehouse fire and wanted blood. They had fired directly into our engine block, sending us spinning over the edge of the dirt road.

"It's four people who refuse to let you ride into whatever's waiting out there completely alone. Consider it a compromise." I didn't argue further. We rode hard through the night, exchanging horses at the small waystation Riven had thought to arrange days ago, and reached the ridge as dawn broke grey and cold over the frozen landscape, exactly where Draven's reports had described the ambush taking place. What I found stopped my heart entirely.

Croix screamed furiously. Then, he swung his leg right toward Harvey’s face. His body was oddly twisted; a terrifying strength was wrapping all around him. Harvey didn’t even raise his head to look at Croix. He kept his firearm raised, prepared to take another shot. At the same time, Rachel appeared from the corner of the box and swung her hand. A fork flew straight toward Croix’s head! An ambush! What a terrifying attack! Croix’s expression turned cold; he could feel just how terrifying Rachel’s attack was. He had no choice but to stop attacking and swing his fist at the fork.

They exchanged promises and values and swear to keep their alliance confidential. Then, the plan was set—a false intel about an ambush, that plants a fake emergency. Then they Ryan straight into an empty site, alone. The assassins from the Sombra gang would handle the rest—a single sniper, one bullet, and everything would be done. Another one in the site on standby, Incase things go south. All this, leads Ryan to where he is now. But… he comes prepared. He crashes to the ground but quickly rolls to the side, just in time as another gun fires from the sky, punching into just where his head was a second ago! Dust explodes. Grit slashes his cheek.

The man gave their location to the syndicate after Alexander enticed him with promises of riches and influence. In the middle of the night, Xander, Isabella, and the other members of the group were ambushed. There were gunshots, and mayhem broke out. They fled into the shadowy woods that surrounded the town, almost escaping with their lives. As they ran into the trees with gunfire reverberating behind them, Xander's heart was pounding. Anger, anxiety, and a building resolve were all jumbled in his mind. Finding the associate was no longer the only goal. They were fighting for their lives.

I fight the drowsiness for as long as I can before sleep overtakes me. I awake to a cacophony of sounds assaulting my ears. Orders are being shouted and men are scrambling in every direction. I can also hear the growls and what sounds like… fighting. Has Tyler finally found me? I want to do nothing more than go find him, but I need to complete my mission: kill Clay. Removing the rogues’ leader should destabilize their army and throw off their attacks, so I close my eyes and let my muscles become limp.

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.

--- A Sudden Encounter The car crested a hill, and as they descended, Maya spotted something up ahead—a black SUV parked on the shoulder of the road. “Alex,” she said, her voice low but urgent. “I see it,” Alex replied, his jaw tightening. As they approached, the SUV’s engine roared to life, pulling onto the road and blocking their path. Two more vehicles emerged from a side street, boxing them in. “It’s an ambush,” Camilla said, her voice edged with panic. “Hold on,” Alex barked, slamming the car into reverse. The tires screeched as he spun the car around, but the SUVs were quick to follow, their headlights cutting through the darkness like twin daggers.