The Swarm Novels & Stories

It was an army, and they were looking for a fight. In case you’re thinking ‘army’ in the traditional sense — matching uniforms, orderly marching, polished buttons glinting in the afternoon sun — let me be clear. This wasn’t a parade, it was a swarm. It was like watching a crowd exit a stadium after a rock concert, the kind where three people died and someone had passed around bad acid.

I see gaps in the formation, weaknesses in the swarm, a path straight through the chaos. I throw both hands skyward and let everything go. The blast tears through the sky. Machines shatter and rain down in burning pieces. Kieran slides to a halt beside me, shifting back to human just long enough to shout over the noise. “Sienna! The central cluster! They’re protecting something!” My gaze locks onto it instantly. A heavily armored drone hovers at the heart of the swarm, glowing an unnatural green. The command unit. “Together.” Kieran shifts back into his wolf and charges.