Sylus X Mc Novels & Stories

She felt like a pest caught in a web of Titan blood and pre-Veil silver wires. "The rules have burned to ash," Silas whispered out loud, his voice a rough velvet snarl that made the air in the transport feel heavy. He looked out at the estate, his jaw clenching. "Xander thinks he’s gained a weaponized pair. He thinks the mark is just a leash." “Isn’t it?” Ayla’s thought was a jagged, dark twisted smile. Silas turned his head, his nose brushing the pulse point of her neck where the Sovereign Mark was still shimmering wet with power.

Apparently, time to checkmate our enemies. Xx___xX

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Xander's eyes were hard and body rigid. "Why is it that you can't disclose this information to us right now?" Silas quizzed with a risen brow. He placed his elbows on the table and laced his fingers together. His eyes were equally as hard and body even more rigid. The room felt as if it were filled to the brim with testosterone, suffocating me as the silence between the two stretched. A pensive look flashed on Xander's face but it vanished just as quickly, "This is sensitive information that could cause you and the Luna to act without thinking. I want to make sure I have all the facts before disclosing this."

Then she opened a lower compartment—and froze. A large device lay nestled inside. Matte black. Angular. About the size of a travelling box, fitted with vents and digital panels. Etched into its surface were the words: Kyrexin-X. Lylah didn’t know what it meant. But something about it—its weighty design, the way it seemed to hum with dormant power—made her blood run cold, and instantly she knew that this... this was worse than silver bullets.

Reaching out to the tumbler which contained Tequila Slammer, Baron chugged down the liquid and slightly scrunched his nose when it burned the back of his throat. Dropping the cue stick on the table, he slid his left hand into the pocket of his knee length pants while his right hand twirled the tumbler. He was shirtless and a part of his tattoos which were colored gleamed under the lights. He downed the liquor again as he stared into oblivion. Different thoughts rummaged through his mind. The past few months in X-habit had been bloody. Some unknown gunmen of an unknown rival gang had attacked them twice and they had lost a few of their men.

Silas retracts his fangs and drinks deeply as they both start thrusting their hips slowly together. With their marks now on her neck it doesn’t take Xana’s body long to accept the two males and allow the pleasure they are creating to build within her core. Silas takes one more deep pull of blood before sealing his bite but leaving the evidence before trailing his lips down to the top of her evening gown.

​Si Marco Santillan. ​Ngunit hindi na ito ang lalaking nakilala ni Xander. Ang kalahati ng kanyang mukha ay pinalitan ng Synthetic Polymer na kulay itim, at ang kanyang kaliwang mata ay isang makinang nagliliyab sa pula. Ang bawat paggalaw niya ay naririnig ang tunog ng hydraulic pistons. ​"Marco..." bulong ni Xander, habang ang kanyang Phase-Shift Blade ay naglalabas ng asul na kuryente. "Pinatay kita. Pinanood kitang mawala sa pagsabog ng Aegis Core."

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Amigo asked. “Yes…” Xyla chuckled before logging into her account right away. This was a back-up account, and it was only of the silver tier.