Squad Saber Vs Squad Venom Novels & Stories

He wasn't erratic and perhaps I'd never see him be that way. "You see, this is the best way. You choose, give me Valiant and give me Regal. You are free to go on your own or I can assist in making you go with a hollow point." "Fat fucking chance...just stop with the veiled threats and demands. Show yourself." I heard him say while I watched from a safer distance. The truth is that while he stood there looking like a model in his fancy tailored suit, he was so skilled with any weapon in his hand. He hadn't earned his nickname for no reason. Claymore, that shit would be a testimony to his calloused conscience.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SEVEN VENDETTA I walk into the suite and all eye where focused on me making it me look more weird that what I felt with Rainal few minutes ago. "What?"I asks as I threw my jacket on the couch and slum myself on the soft sofa. "You got disconnected and not only that you_" "I was attending to something important and had to remove it"I shun one of the officer that questioned me.

As he spoke, he took out his gun and pointed it at her, "I'm sure you know that this gun is poisoned, and once I put my bullet through your skull, nothing on this earth is going to save you. Before you die, I want you to know this: You're looking at the new overall leader of all the gangs, Chief Stok. Goodbye, Queen Scorpion." After speaking, his hand went to the trigger, while Queen closed her eyes as a shot was fired.

This clearing belonged entirely to the Queen. Brandon backed away until his steel cuirass pressed against the hot, vibrating brass boiler of the central steam-gun. Realizing his men were entirely broken, his hand crept down to the hilt of his own weapon—a heavy, single-edged imperial saber fitted with a small pneumatic piston along the spine to increase its cleaving power.

Security rotations. Everything we needed to end this. Tonight. I stood at the center of the armory, checking my own gear while coordinating final details through the mind-link. Silver-resistant armor—something Lord Castellan's people had provided, made from materials I didn't fully understand. Weapons designed for close combat. Communication devices that worked for both wolves and vampires. "Eastern strike team, confirm positions," I said through the tactical radio. "Confirmed. Twelve vampires plus eight wolves. Ready on your mark." The vampire lieutenant's voice was crisp, professional.

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?

Lean and muscular with a short shaggy mane like a lion's and a pair of massive elongated and curved bladelike canine teeth that extended from his upper jaw. In a short description, Jet aka Saber is a strange-looking wolf that has a mane like a lion. Saber is also very fast, the fastest out of the five of us. We always follow behind him anytime we go on a run, unless we are on official duty where they will naturally let me lead. I know today's own is because he knew I needed space for myself.

He drew his sword. "What do you think two soldiers will be able to do against five assassins?" Venom asked mockingly. "Five?" questioned Ian, "It looks more like three on two to me." Venom spun around and saw instead of three of his own holding weapons at the ready, Sylvia standing confidently with one hip out and her arms across her chest holding her dagger at ease. Knowing the captain’s honor, he flung himself at Sylvia throwing the blade in front of himself as Poison engaged Ian. His throw was interrupted by Captain Tane’s blade piercing through his body. The look of shock on Venom’s face was remarkable, but nothing compared to Sylvia’s shock. She did not even attempt to bat the blade out

Eva was utterly astounded at how easily ze haggled the price down. It was certainly something she could never do. Once the open purchase sheet was closed, Eva owned the equipment. Or at least, one of her identities did. — Fireborn Defense Systems “Jaguar” AntiRiot Defense Suit [B] Ballistics Inc. “Aequitas” Heavy Magnum Sidearm [B] Grevatia Armory “Solstice” Folding Buckler [B] Myrmidon Technology “Starpiercer” Liquid Javelin [A] Outland Supplies Survival Knife [C]

He pulled a heavy, semi-automatic from his holster, a tactical 9mm with a high-capacity magazine. "Your daddy’s gun is for show. This is for work," Viper said. "Wolves are fast, but lead is faster. And those things Silas turned the Iron Claw into? They don't have hearts, but they got brains. You don't aim for the chest. You aim for the eyes, the joints, the gaps in the armor."