Stormtrooper Novelas e Histórias

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

Suddenly, three enormous figures rushed into the scene from different areas of the spaceship, they were giant, white-skinned giants with horrible faces, dimly human, but not really, each one being around 5 meters tall! Chaos checked their existence realms in a quarter of a second, finding that they were all SSS-Rank Troll Warriors, a humanoid and "intelligent" race of creatures with Giant Bloodline. A nice meal as well! Perhaps this could compensate for not eating the half-vampire. The three Trolls rushed towards Chaos who was too big to get inside the spaceship, as they tried to use their strength and the giant clubs they carried to hit him and get him out of the ship. Their clubs hit Chaos

Rex asked realizing he hadn't taken the time to learn his name or anything about him. As if reading his mind, a tall, brunette, well built man walked down the stairs. Wearing a black pants, and an open chested white shirt, that buttoned just above his stomach, showing a broad, proud chest, and bare feet. Rex thought this Alpha was something...special, he just couldn't put his paw on it. "Welcome, brother Alpha. My name is Tristan, this is my Luna, Anatashi. I am pleased to meet you..." Tristan smiled, obviously wanting the Alpha's name.

the guy complained, “You’ll get mobbed! For sure!” “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that stuff,” Johan replied. “I’m Johan, that’s Dorin, Margarette and Lilith, and you?” “I’m 2nd lt. Grayson!” Lilith piped in. “I-I’m Sgt. Matthew Owen...” said the new recruit, “elemental weapons... master class...”

There was also a red light bar on the eye part of the helmet that gave the suit its futuristic RoboCop similarities. “You have a vector high energy machine gun that emerges from the suit’s left arm. You also have a tectonic laser sword that retracts out of the right arm of the suit. It’s kind of like a Star Wars lightsaber.” Irena giggled while trying to explain most of the suit’s features to Mark. Princess Death Row could see how Mark wasn’t fascinated by the suit he was about to put on, but she didn’t care.

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.

Dre shouted horrified. “Xeon said he had everything in control,” Alpha Arrow frowned. “You don’t understand, Daddy !! Unknown to others, Treco is a Beta and a tracker too ! He can easily circumvent all traps and can instead, lure the enemy to his planted ones. Oh fuck ! What about Xeon ? And damn ! I swore in front of you. Shit ! No not again dammit ! Ughh,” Dre said infuriated but then successfully, shook himself out of the cursing loop. “Sorry for cursing, Daddy but I gotta save my mate,” he urgently said.

I said Sternly. I watched one of the rogue soldiers walk away. The other continued staring at me in silence. “What the fuck are you staring at, midget? Quit showing me your ugly face!” I said and chuckled. The rogue soldier frowned at me and slowly unsheathed his sword again. Just then, the first soldier came back. “We can let him in now. He is the Beta to Alpha Tristan.” He said. I shrugged my shoulders and scoffed at them as I was led in.

The intense urge to catch her was strong but he couldn't do that at the sacrifice of his men. "YOU MOTHERF*CKERS! GREET YOUR FATHER," Hunter snarled, charging at them. Both of his claws extended out as he slashed one of the men. Instead of tossing his body away, he ripped his insides out as blood spurts on his face but he was smiling. The looks on the faces of his enemies were magnificent. They looked terrified. Hunter's men shifted into their wolf form as they lunged at the enemies. Including Hunter, there were only four of them while the enemies were nine in number.

It had to be really bad. Jacob cocked his head, continued to stare up into the corner, and then grinned before he turned to face 416. “The camera is off now. No record is being made of this. What Dr. Trent doesn’t know is that you are going to have a horrible accident, you freak. You shouldn’t have fucked with me. I warned you that I’d take you out.” He grabbed the bag he’d carried into the room. “Nobody breaks my nose and lives. I knew it would only be a matter of time before you would be punished. I just bided my time.” He pulled out a syringe. “You’re going to die, you bastard!”