Storm Trooper Novels & Stories

Curious looks are thrown at me but I don't care. Nothing of human nature applies to Battista Cattaneo, AKA Ash Thunder. If Grant is a human, then Ash is a god, a hurricane, his nature unpredictable, the totality of his being as beautiful as it is understated, perilous, and unrelenting. A brave man who never fears the fire, never fears death. I craved the wills of the tempest when I sought him out but I didn't know the extent of the storm I was getting myself into as at the time.

Through the wide gap, a rank of twelve tall figures stepped slowly out of the thick black fog. They were Creator shock troopers. Their heavy armor was made of seamless, dark grey metal that absorbed the light around them. They carried long plasma rifles that hummed with a low, deadly frequency, their glass faceplates glowing with a cold, pale white light. They did not fire. They formed two neat lines, opening a narrow path down the center of the ruined gateway. Through the middle of the armored troopers walked a single man. "No..." Christian whispered, his hand going limp over his shotgun grip. "It can't be."

YOU DESERVE IT, STAY AWAY FROM BRYAN. MELANIE ~~ Maybe i just got consciousness, where am I? I can't move, I can't talk I can't even shout for help. "You're finally awake, untie her mouth" "Okay boss" his accomplice said. " Who are you?" i asked the man in dark hood and a black mask on. " I will tell you when you did" " When die? where is my dad?" I said trying to struggle.

But soon. Storm territory. Finally, If I played this right, I wouldn’t just get Lucas’s trust,I’d have access to his family’s entire operation. Whatever he and his father were hiding, and the root of the rivalry between the Storms and Cross,I’d rip it out piece by piece. My wolf stirred, restless. He’s too trusting. Too soft. Don’t get attached. I shut the engine off, still smiling to myself. “Relax. I’m not here to fall for him. But even I didn’t fully believe it.

Storm took on three at once, his movements precise and brutal, breaking limbs and crushing windpipes without hesitation. Travis walked toward the center of the outpost. Another warrior tried to lung at him from behind with a silver blade. Travis didn't even turn around. He leaned to the side, caught the man’s arm, and snapped it backward at the elbow. The man shrieked, but Travis silenced him with a heavy kick to the chest that sent him crashing through the front window of the barracks. "Burn it," Travis ordered. Storm grabbed a flare from his tactical vest, lit it, and tossed it into the guardhouse. Within seconds, the dry wood and the spilled oil from the barrels caught fire. The orange gl

His gaze following every single movement Jayson made, if I didn't hate him and kind of want him dead, then I probably would have appreciated his protection a little more. "Who says I took them down without any help?" I returned the question without hesitation. "There's not a man out there is stupid enough to help a rogue. They especially wouldn't dare help a rogue who was residing so close to the border of another territory," Jayson replied with confidence. "If that's the case then I guess I took them all down on my own. Me, a week she-wolf who has been living the life of a rogue for ten years, single handedly killed eighty of your best fighters. Men who had been trained from the age of twel

Froster sat just across where she was, his hands trembling while he reloaded his 8 shooter and blast staeve. The thunder of Ragehog and Thornrat’s ordinance still echoed as groups of Fangsworn attempted to flank the steamboat as it pumped through the Suha Marshes’ waterways. Their special passenger, Dorian Keever huddled by one of the corners. Hands on his ears as he blocked away the noise around him. “Captain, your swords.” a voltiir stood in front, his hands outstretched as he presented her blades. Through the blurry vision. She recognized him as Private Storms.

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

A drool-worthy state trooper smirked, ruffling River’s hair. I feel like a cougar even looking at him. I’m probably old enough to be his mother, but I can’t help it. Even with Hale standing next to me, I’m looking at this Trooper, fully understanding why River thought he was a stripper. Dark black hair, ocean blue eyes, multiple ear piercings, tattoos peeking out the collar and down his muscular arms from the sleeve of his uniform. A uniform that fits him VERY well. Are all men in Oregon this hot?

Aurora “Those bastards plan to marry you off, have you and Archer consummate the union, and then let your wolf run in the hope of a quicker conception. They have the whole thing planned down to the second. Unbelievable.” Sawyer was barely containing his wolf. “I don’t want his child. I don’t want him.” I gave in to tears as I threw my arms around him. My friends rushed to where we were.