Steelheart Movie Novels & Stories

But Damian’s mind raced, searching for a way out. “Now!” the guard shouted, his finger hovering over the trigger. Damian’s gaze met Maya’s, a silent understanding passing between them. “Drake,” Damian said softly. “Yeah?” “Duck.” In a flash, Damian lunged forward, disarming the nearest guard with a swift strike. Chaos erupted as the team fought back, their movements a symphony of calculated violence. Sage'sheart pounded as she fired at a guard, her focus razor-sharp. Damian moved like a force of nature, his every action deliberate and lethal.

Laura's concern was palpable. I remained silent, instead playing the video for everyone present. Richard's face appeared, prompting both Steve and Laura to mutter "Loser" simultaneously. Richard smirked at the camera, revealing Anika in the same vulnerable position, bleeding even more profusely. Tears streamed down her face. My heart ached to see my beloved Anika in such distress. Richard was going to pay dearly for this. "I swear… If I ever get my hands on this bastard," Laura cried out, seeking solace in Steve's embrace.

Someone was out here. Then she saw the leather patches glinting in the beams. Her stomach dropped. A steel snake coiled around a crimson heart. Steel Vipers. She had heard the stories… ruthless, organized, dangerous men who ruled the roads on their own terms, and no one got in their way. Before she could react further, lights flashed ahead. A white van fishtailed across the road, tires squealing. Doors burst open. Two masked men jumped out, dragging a third biker onto the asphalt. Shouts cut the desert silence.

It’s part of my mutation, a little price to pay for possessing the indestructible features of steel. I feel sickened with myself for not looking away, I just can’t tear off my eyes from her. She is the thinnest woman I have ever seen. Shit! I can even count her ribs. Bruises at different stages of healing, tell her story, which I know very well. “Maybe I can lick them to heal fast,” Titan links with me. Now the bastard he wants to talk. “Shut the fuck up.” I link back and focus on the fragile woman in my arms.

But the moment of peace was fleeting. That feeling again that prickle at the back of my neck. I looked up sharply. Someone was watching me. At first, I thought I was imagining it. But then the sudden movement. A shadow slipping between the shelves. A dark figure. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Moving too deliberately to be casual. My heart slammed against my ribs. No. I froze, every muscle locking up as a low thud shook the walls. My heart kicked against my ribs as instinct screamed at me to hide, but my body refused to move.

I won’t lie, a part of me likes it when Erik proudly claims me before all others. When I enter Uncle Steve’s office, I’m surprised to see him talking with The Beast. That’s not his real name, and it’s not a very original nickname, but the man is a fucking beast. Not just in size but fighting styles and stamina. He’s been setting up some amazing fighting events once a month, all legal of course and putting himself in as the warmup entertainment. He takes on about five to ten challengers and fighting them in whatever technique they choose from his list of known styles. I went a few months ago, it was epic, made a few bets and came out with a bit of walking around money but that part is all hus

For a while, she couldn't speak, only a broken, whisper of a voice escaped her: "There's life in me... when I thought I was dying..." Lennox's fingers gently wrapped around her belly, and he rested his forehead on her chest, as if he too wanted to lose himself in that heartbeat. "It's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard," he whispered. "And not just because it's alive... but because it's alive because of you." The machine continued its rhythm, the heartbeat filling the room. There was no other sound—and none was needed. That small thump said everything words never could. Sloane's tears flowed silently. Not from pain. Not from fear. From wonder.

"Yes." "Alright, get started. I'll be right back." The doctor said and walked out. That same morning, Andre woke up, got dressed, and waited for his underling to give him a message. When he came in, Andre asked, "What's happening?" "Everything is ready, Scorpion," he replied. Andre smiled. "Good. It's time to move. But hold on, did he take the bait?" "Of course, he did," Soldier replied. Andre smiled. "Good. Alright, wait for me out there with the rest. I'll be right there."

His eyes snapping between me and the stone on the floor with a mournful, almost hurt look in those beautiful strange eyes. Was he mad I stole the stone? Half expecting him to charge at me, I braced myself as he, almost unwillingly, got up and approached. Then he walked by me, brushing me to the side and approach the guards. As if finally seeing him, they froze. Then "Shit! The beast has been unlocked! Run for your lives!" The almost twenty guards that piled in rushed back through the cramped door trying to get out. Some did, some didn't and I watch in horror as the man, the beast, run through them like ants.

* * * * * * * * * * Just like any other day, I get up from my bed. My name is Alex Stones, a billionaire. I own several businesses around the country and even outside the country, so money is not a problem for me. All I want right now, that one thing I want so badly right now, is only Seline. If I manage to get her, my life will be perfect. I will be the happiest and the luckiest man on this planet.