Strike 1 Novels & Stories

Silas had given them the authority to strike decisively, and Nixon's team, armed with knowledge and cunning, infiltrated vampire hideouts like phantoms in the night. The first strike unfolded in silence, a ballet of precision as the squads breached the perimeters. Silas's fighters engaged with the vampires, their moves a choreography of supernatural prowess, claws, and fangs meeting with lethal precision. Nixon's team, adept at exploiting the supernatural vulnerabilities of their enemies, incapacitated the bloodsuckers with swift and surgical efficiency.

“All that power… unleashed. And soon… unstoppable.” Aiden gritted his teeth. “We stop it. Tonight. No excuses.” --- The First Strike Luca’s white-hot aura surged outward. Cars flew into the air like toys, streetlights twisted and shattered, and a section of the asphalt split into jagged teeth. Aiden leapt onto the nearest debris, trying to get closer. “Focus, Luca!” Aiden shouted. “Remember who you are! Remember us!” Inside the chaos, a glimmer of recognition flickered. Aiden saw Luca’s eyes flash blue, just for a heartbeat, before the white-hot storm swallowed them again.

If I hadn't seen how little you valued Clara and your daughter, I would have never tested your so-called love repeatedly! "It was you who broke your promise to me. You broke your vow to Clara. You destroyed Clara, and now you want to destroy me too! You put all the blame on me. That's selfish of you!" Alaric was momentarily stunned by shock before he furiously roared, "Shut up, you whore!" Losing his mind, he lunged at Elena. Seeing this, she raised her hand. Dark energy swirled at her fingertips. She struck at his heart.

Sai's eyes burned into mine like flames licking dry wood. “An eye for an eye. A life for a life. And trust me—this coma?” She scoffed. “It’s just the opening act.” She straightened up, her voice rising. “When I strike, I don’t just strike—I destroy. So if I were you, I’d start falling apart… because Sai Ray is just getting warmed up.”

Behind him, Dorian stepped forward from the shadows, calm as ever, eyes glinting with cold amusement. Alina gripped the fragments tightly, knowing that whoever controlled them held the city, the Foundation, and countless lives in their hands. “Nathan… we have to stop them. Both of them,” she said, voice trembling but firm. Nathan nodded, fists clenched. “Together.” 1. The First Strike Lucas lunged at Nathan, swinging the fragments like a weapon. Nathan sidestepped, countering with a precise strike that sent Lucas staggering. Sparks flew from the fragments as they nearly collided with the metal railing.

Stephanie announced, making Jessica shake her head. The two men stared each other, as if communicating telepathically. With a nod of head, they began to drag the girls towards their van. Seeking the correct time, Jessica bir the man's hand that was covering her mouth. She push him back and took out the taser, ready to put it on his neck. However, that man was a trained fighter which quick reflexes. He grabbed her wrist, twisted it around her back, snatched the device away from her and placed it on her nape.

I open my mouth to speak but I can't form any words so I hug him close and tight. My neck find it way in his shoulders as some tears escape my eyes and I can breathe. Harry saved me . He bought my back. Harry yells at someone to amen my way while holding my waist in a dead grip. My fingers close around his torso as I close my eyes. A paparazzi follows us and asks about our relationship. Harry asks him to stay away and not click any picture of me in such a state but he ignores the warning and pushes his camera in my face to get a picture and the camera hits my head . I can feel the bruise forming. My hand absent mindedly trace the area harry pauses his walk for a minute and looks at me bu

I stood still as I replied sarcastically, "Oh? Too bad you'll always be the shameful third party as long as I don't get divorced." "You!" Johnny was enraged, and he punched me right in the face. "I'll kill you!" That was when Mindy suddenly appeared and saw everything that happened.

Everything about him was sharp, deliberate, his eyes dark and unreadable, his body coiled like he’d been waiting for this moment. The air shifted. I could feel it in my bones. Lester’s men turned, but they didn’t stand a chance. In seconds, the room descended into chaos. Kendrick moved like lightning—precise, brutal, unstoppable. The sound of fists meeting flesh, glass shattering, groans filling the air. My heart raced as I tried to stay out of the way, frozen between shock and something far more dangerous. When it was over, the room was a wreck. Men lay scattered across the floor, groaning or unconscious. The sharp scent of blood clung to the air. And there he was standing between me and th

He'd long since stopped caring about running the company properly. When he saw me on the screen, his eyes that had dimmed over the past four years finally sparked back to life. He called his assistant. "Book me the earliest flight to Metrovale." What I didn't expect, however, was that Lila would find me before Caleb did. She planted herself in front of my Rolls-Royce Ghost, daring me to either get out of the car or run her over. She had lost so much weight, looking almost skeletal, and I barely recognized her.