Striker X Novels & Stories

"XO, they've realized we mean business. We need to combine our batteries with the Imperials, and start aiding them with repelling small craft as well. There isn't much flak coming from that big hulk. Bring us underneath that ship and extend our FLAK barrier around her." "Roger that sir. Sir, our strike-vipers have called Winchester. They need to land and re-arm" "Very well, recall the strikers. Launch the reserve strikers while the others re-arm. And prepare viper group three and four, the others will be out of ammo soon." The two incoming raiders set up in a staggered formation and commenced a head-on pass with Invictus. Invictus turned with them and helped close the distance, at the same t

(Realizing he is in combat he goes to stomp down on her as she throws a kick simultaneously landing her foot under his ankle) Kimora: Indolent!! (Countering Xanne's stomp with a rising kick and performing a full split using recreation to propel herself forward. As she performs the split she slides between his legs as he trips and falls then aims recreation at the ground behind herself and pulls the trigger, propelling herself forward and quickly landing on her feet.) Xanne: (Again standing back up calmly) So I came here to apologize and you want to act all human about it?! I get that you have a thing for Dantzler but what's the harm in me asking to see some ti-

Before her second foot could touch the ground, I sprang and threw a powerful gazelle punch giving a devastating liver shot. The impact was brutal but I did not stop. I put all my strength behind that single punch using my feet to dig into the ground. Xena was thrown sideways and she rolled into quick recovery. Her face was filled with shock, pain and disbelief. She held her side but I knew that her healing factor was already kicking in. I waited for her to make a decision. I maintained my formless stance. She stood upright and took the black claw stance. Predictable. Everything went downhill from there. More opening and more counter strikes. I only targeted her body. Heavy precise and powerf

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.”

Chloe looked at the man who had just breached the space, her lungs finally drawing a deep, ragged breath of clean oxygen as a massive wave of involuntary relief washed over her system. Henry had taken the absolute full force of Xavier’s heavy, steel-like fist straight to the jaw. His entire frame stumbled backward over the grass for several chaotic paces, completely unable to find his balance. Before his unit could even attempt to re-stabilize its stance, Xavier’s long leg launched a terrifying, high-velocity kick straight into his midsection. The pure, explosive impact of the strike lifted Henry completely off his feet, sending him crashing heavily down onto the dirt. Xavier stood over him,

They would have thought it was just an ordinary headband. But make no mistake, all the pistols taken by Adam, even though they are only small, have high shooting speed. Fast and can destroy enemies quickly. One of them is a gun in the form of a match, the gun if you shoot the heart will make an opponent's heart immediately burst. Bullets have been designed with chemicals that are destructive. David also took his favorite pistol, the shape of a match and the shape of a typical pistol. He styled it well, kept it in his shirt pocket and tucked it in his pants.

"No. I want more. More than just leaving the marriage. I want my company to be successful, rich, and clean." A cough erupted from my weakened body, and Alex grinned, saying, "I like this part of you. Making your company have all that it needs. It's not a hard thing. I am glad you have decided to join my crew. Do we have a deal?" I adjusted my restrained body on the chair, scoffed, then laughed. "Fuck you. I would never betray my husband. You want to get into his mafia, go find another pawn, you dumb rat." The room echoed with my defiance, but it was met with a resounding slap that turned my face to the right. Pain radiated through my jaw, and I coughed out blood as my teeth jammed against th

He moved closer to Derrick and grab his collar. Derrick pushes him with his leg and he falls hard on the floor. “Wow, I never knew you are this agile, I just came to warn you to run away if you still wanna leave,” he said and wipe the blood from his mouth. He moved closer to Derrick and kick him hard with his leg before holding his collar. He carried him from the ground and throw him hard on the floor. Don’t be surprised Nate is a black belt and no one has ever beaten him. He is the best in what he does. He hit his leg on his mouth and Derrick fell flatly on the floor.

Fuck, there is no way I will let him get away with this! As I slowly turned around, I readied myself for the consequences of my actions. I don’t care who this man is or wat position he has in this company. He disrespects me, so I should only return the favor. However, as I turned around, I found myself face to face with a grinning, handsome stranger. His green eyes were bore into mine as if I’m the last meal in this world. His hair was dark and tousled, as if he just brushed it off with his fingers. He was tall and lean, like he always hits the gym. He was only wearing a white long sleeve polo and black jeans. His perfect set of white pearl teeth were on display as he grinned at me and his t

Then they would know why he'd been dubbed The Destroyer. Before he let his emotions overtake him, Brand's tactical training kicked in. He did not have the Berserker in him like his brother. He was a single shifter among an entire clan of warriors here. Biding his time until he could gather his bearings before punishing them for their insult was the more logical choice. His jaw tightened as he sought to control his anger.