Son Of Ultron This Fan This Monster Novels & Stories

Xena's head was buzzing, then it exploded and her brain short-circuited. Isla and Cynthia looked at each other, then stared at Kevin with bulging eyes at the same time. Both of them did not expect that Kevin Lindstrom would be the son of the richest man in the city. It was even more unbelievable that Alex would have an uncle as awesome as Lenox Lindstrom! However, this way, Alex's wealth and generosity, as well as the "Young Master" title, finally made sense.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

(RIVALS) “I DO NOT WANT HIM, HE’S A MONSTER!” MONSTER. The word that drills inside an innocent mind of a seven years old child, with the particular pair of eyes which color resembles a mix of dark to light blue eyes of a garrus that marks him to be the very image of the living nightmare of his so-called mother. “Why are you saying that, he is your son!” “He is not my son as I do not even know if he is even a human begin with!”

I had firmly resolved not to help him again, but when I saw him lying pale on the cold hospital bed, my heart still softened. He was my flesh and blood and the son I had raised and protected with Celia, after all. But every time I softened, his malice escalated. This time, after he had thrown himself off a four-story building right before my eyes, I had sworn never to soften or give in to him again. Murmurs from the crowd grew louder. The onlookers had eyes full of shock, and several middle-aged women even covered their mouths in sheer pain. "Oh gosh! This son came into the world just to collect debts from his parents. All he does is take everything they have and still acts so entitled. He's

We are in the middle of negotiations. ‘Were being attacked by a fucking monster. We need more weapons and reinforcements.’ I yell into the phone and hang up before my father could counter. I don’t have time for this shit. Just when I thought I was going to get away unscathed, I’m plucked from the ground and come face to face with the monster that’s destroying what my lineage has fought to build. She squeezes me so tightly I can’t breathe. Every bone in my body threatens to explode. “Put the Alpha's son down, or I’ll pluck your head from your body.”

“Mother, love is a kind of mechanical error. When Father surrendered himself in that Atlantis lab, I absorbed his digital codes within me. I am no longer just your son—I am ‘Moreno Protocol 2.0.’ Lucas was sent to that mechanical city in space because the original chip inside his body will allow me to hack the entire galaxy’s network.” I shuddered. The child who grew in my womb is now a mechanical monster? I raised my silver sword. “If you hurt my Lucas, I will forget that I am your mother!” Sona laughed lightly, the sound echoing like a storm over the ocean. “You cannot kill me, Mother. Every drop of blood in your body is connected to my mechanical frequency. I can stop your heart in a seco

I hated it -being feared and hated, being approached like a ferocious animal -all because of my father. I was the Devil's daughter and everyone knew it. Thanos Monaléz. The Immortal One. Most who've ever dared to speak to me, have asked me a single question -"how does it feel to be the daughter of one of the most dangerous men in the world? To be Thanos Monaléz's daughter -a ruthless dictator?" And out of shame, I've never answered -I am anything but proud of my father's actions or the reputation he's so meticulously constructed.

How can she be so afraid of them? "He's not just a member of the gang. He's the son of the King of America. I heard he's a bastard son though but he rules his own part of the gang." Montero's the son of the king of America? That's the most shocking thing I've heard in a long time. Did Laura know? Has she been aiding and abetting a criminal? If I report him will I be incriminating Laura as well? "Hey, what's on your mind?"

Those who got bitten by blood moths beforehand had gone insane and had attacked others like feral beasts. Tyr was uncomfortable after seeing this scene. Xavion turned his head and glanced at Tyr. He asked, “What’s wrong? Are you upset?” Tyr took a deep breath and wondered out loud, “Where did these blood moths come from?” “The fake Shrine!” Xavion explained, “There is a monster who resides in this space. Like you, he wants to become a God by collecting the five magical books. He goes by the name Ulricus Mammet. He also wants the world to become tumultuous for the final book to he born.

-He smiled, humming a song, having fun. He let out a laugh as I yelled for him to let me out. -Let me go! Damn it Goth, are you out of your mind? I screamed non-stop, my throat was burning from forcing it, I was desperate. I desperately needed her to let me go right now. My son, my children were without their mother. -Where are the children? My question made him make another face. This time he made a proud expression, as if he was questioning something terrible. -I am not a monster, they are safe. They are my family. I will raise them to be wolf prodigies. They are very strong. You can't imagine what their true fighting power is.