Titan Wing Night Fury Novels & Stories

Sebastian ordered. As Jack and the surviving mechs concentrated a blinding storm of plasma at the upper mass of the Titan, Sebastian and Harper shot straight up its colossal torso. The liquid nanolaminate of their armor flowed and shifted. From their right arms, massive, fifty-foot-long high-frequency plasma blades ignited, burning with a blinding cyan intensity. Now! Sebastian's thought echoed in Harper's mind. They struck simultaneously. The two Vanguard mechs plunged their blades deep into the seam of the Titan's massive central breastplate. The heat was so intense it instantly cauterized the wound, preventing the acidic purple blood from spraying out.

Aria's blood ran cold and her eyes widened in slow horror. "What... What are you talking about, Titan?" He tilted his head with a cruel glint in his eyes, then gave her a mocking smile-one she had never seen on his face before. "It's Zayne," he said. "Zayne Bloodfang." Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes doubled in size. Her stomach dropped and the air left her lungs in one violent exhale. "Blood..." she whispered. "Bloodfang?"

He types away on his phone. “How long it will take for them to get there?” I ask, and he smirks at me. When he turns his phone and presses the screen and it goes green. “Half an hour tops. Besides, the twins can hack into anything. The drones are stealth and can cloak. They won’t be detected.” Titus owns companies not just in the werewolf world, but in the human world. One of his human world companies develops military drones and because he is the CEO and the humans working for him know what he is, he can use the resources as he sees fit.

“The vent. I…I need to recover it.” Nicole takes Naomi’s hand. “We’ve got this.” They raise their hands together and the vent flies back onto the brick building, stuck with magic. No human will be able to get it off now. Eliza zooms over, holding a plastic cup of water. I rinse my mouth out and then suck down the rest of the water. Lucas drove his Range Rover to the bar, and we all cram in. “How did you find us?” Eliza asks, taking the front passenger side seat.

Chapter 35: The Ares Protocol The air in the secret hangar beneath the cliffs hummed with a low-frequency vibration that rattled the marrow of Jade’s bones. Hidden behind a massive, retractable rock face was the Ares—a sleek, delta-winged prototype finished in a matte-black skin that seemed to swallow the dim emergency lighting. It didn't look like a plane; it looked like a shard of obsidian designed to pierce the heavens.

Ryan reminded. Titan turned towards the window, struggling to calm his raging emotions. Amidst the internal confusion, the most prominent feeling he recognized was rage. Unexpectedly, he punched the circular mirror beside his desk. Asher and Ryan tried not to look shaken by the unprecedented violence. Titan's eyes looked hardened and menacing as he looked at his reflection through the now-jagged mirror. Blood and small shards of glass were intermixed on his fingers. "Assemble the pack warriors," he ordered with controlled fury. Ryan and Asher exchanged a look. Asher cleared his throat nervously.

she asked Dennis. "Bionics," he replied. "Heavy titanium plates infused with a defensive-offensive technology that even the Army hasn't begun to conceive of its existence yet. They're trillions of dollars in worth and thousands of tons in weight." And somehow, a shadowy division of an even more shadowy covert department of the UN decided to give them to a teenager to play with, Megan added in her head, the thought perplexing her. But speaking of which, she asked, "How in the world is he able to carry the wings then if they weigh as much as you said?"

Tower: "Good morning, Raven NightWing. Clear for takeoff, runway 28L. Climb and maintain FL340. Contact Flight Control on 125.5 for further clearance. Squawk 4321." Pilot Kieran: "Roger that, Metro City International Tower. Raven NightWing cleared for takeoff, runway 28L. Climbing to FL340. Contacting Flight Control on 125.5. Squawking 4321. Thanks, Tower." Tower: "You're welcome, Raven NightWing. Safe flight to Italy, Kie. Bon voyage!" As the plane hurtled down the runway, I felt my heart race with exhilaration. My gaze fixed on his confident hands as he guided the plane into the sky.

‘She is meeting the Beta and Luna from Red Fang’ I burst out laughing at this, wow she really is a cunt. ‘Keep as close as possible, try to listen if you can,’ I say before taking off again, my paws hitting the dirt as I run the line. I knew she was twisted but to go to the enemy, she must really want to get rid of Enyo. Wait, is her mate from Red fang? This is messed up, I really hope Clay and Luna are home soon, this shit is crazy. ‘That’s them left now, Beta, but Talia just left and went into a black SUV that was waiting outside the bar. We couldn’t see in the car, the windows were tinted’ I can hear the annoyance in his voice.

Chris was always very confident in Night Wing’s abilities. A few hours earlier, the chopper had stopped in a private airspace where they had dropped off Night Wing and two subordinates who would be accompanying him on this mission before taking off to head towards their destination. Night Wing was dressed in his customary attire as the Commander General of the Night Empire; he wore a skintight black outfit with belt fitted with all sorts of gadgets and a black floor length cape with a Dragon and Phoenix embroidered in royal purple and silver. Similarly, he wore a mask that was similar to the other Night Empire warriors with the only difference being the silver and purple detailing that signi