The Recruit Novels & Stories

“There is a recon squad back in Skarforge named ghost. I want to be apart of that army. Most ghost that has come before me that originate from my homeland come here, to the barracks to train. It’s a good way to get in to the position I want, having the training here.” Just then, one of the chiefs has a tray of the soup. The tired man stops by their table and delivers the food to them. Each recruit getting a piece of harden white bread and their own stone bowl of soup. “On that house for the recruits. Good luck and all that eh.” The cook speaks in a sly term as burnt-out humans do before return to their duties. Troy looks in front of the soup that is crafted fo

I don't have much friends but Kyle has been there for me through thick and thin. During the call, the door opens and in walks a pair of fair fine legs. Damn, they were hot! I am a sucker for ladies with long legs. I quickly hang up the call, only to come face to face with the most exasperating sparkly hazel eyes known to me! It's her... Well, well, well, if it ain't the talk of the devil... Let's see how this goes. "Good afternoon sir. My name is Kayla, Kayla Highlander and I am here for the interview for the position of your PA" she says.

“You're not the first victim. But you and him might be the first survivors who can help us take them down.” I lifted my chin. “You want me to help you guys?” He gave a small smile. “More than that...I want to recruit you.” “To what?” I looked back at him. “To be part of our unit...SDT..it's a Special investigations team. We need someone who’s tough and has been close to them in anyway. Someone they’ll underestimate or someone who has a reason to fight.” I looked back at the window, at Marcus’s pale face. My hands curled into fists. “I don’t just have a reason,” I said coldly. “I have a goal.”

“No more Alpha chains. No more submission. A pack of equals. Power by right, not birth.” I fake another sip of my drink and tune in. Because that right there? That’s recruitment. And it’s working. Vero’s voice is low, slippery. Each sentence carefully laid like a trap of silk and steel. They’re not just building a rogue army. They’re building a cult. I wait a few minutes before moving. When I stand, I keep my shoulders hunched, my steps staggered like someone who’s seen too much and survived too little. I make sure to look harmless.

"Drake! This is horrible! I won't do it. I can't be one of the alphas lackeys. No." He peruses the letter again. "Looks like you don't have a choice. The Alpha wants you. You can't say no." "Fuck." I hang my head, my hands on my hips. "According to this, you report to recruitment at 0800 tomorrow morning. So I guess you can head home. No night shift for you." "Ugh. I need a drink." I rub my forehead. Drake smiles. "Hey, it could be worse. You could have my job."

If the company had really done nothing wrong, why would they need to lie? Then I received a WhatsApp message from a recruiter friend. "Ms. Lyttle, did you make someone important angry? Three of my clients were very interested in your resume, but today they all suddenly decided not to move forward. I asked around, and it turns out someone called one of the companies." I immediately asked for more details. After hesitating for a moment, my recruiter sent me a screenshot of a conversation with an HR manager.

“Mother will kill me if you have a scratch on you.” “I’m fine Randi. How did you know?” She turned to her father as her hands thwarted off Randi’s. “I do not allow short and petite men in my army. If you want to go unnoticed you should put on a bit more weight,” he stood up and beckoned his children to follow him. Adalia and Randi walked at their father’s sides, a half step behind him. “Adalia I know you want to be part of the army but the South has been in peace for years. But I will let you train with your brother on the condition that you do not get in the way.”

I muttered. He smiled wider. “We can start from there. Slow and steady.” He opened the file again and smoothed it flat. “Everything you need to know about each recruit is in here, okay? You study them when they come out, cross-reference what you see against what's written, then find out if anything is amiss. Subtle changes or acting out of character. You understand?” I nodded. “You don’t have to call it out like Nyx did, you just note the recruit's name and hand it to the Delta later. You only call it out in the room when you're utterly disgusted and can't stand it anymore, okay?"

His brother Derek continued to be a thorn on my flesh, it was like any single opportunity he got he used it annoy me and each time he got to me, we couldn't stay in a room without being on each others neck, he kept on calling me angry bird and I've told him the only person who had the right to call me by any pet name is my best friend and he wasn't. I was working in a clothing store as the assistant sales manager, Matthew's doing, I didn't have any of my school documents with me, even if I did I couldn't use it, fake identity remember, Matthew told me I had a persuasive spirit in me and would make a good assistant sales manager, how he managed to get me the spot I don't know, but when I was

Cheers erupted from the crowd. Venom watched the entire procession with a frown, normally it was the leader's duty to select a new elder but Olivia had suddenly gotten stiff in his arms, he wondered if her soul had drifted off to Erada when one of the new recruits walked towards him, it was a boy around the age of fourteen, from his ill fitting pink robes, he could tell that he was one of the new recruits. Some of the new recruits always tried to approach him to take them on as a student but he had no interest in any of them, they were too weak.