Tommy Oliver Black Dino Ranger Novels & Stories

he stammered. "Dammit. Do it properly, Enzo." Reeve elbowed Enzo while smiling sweetly at the person in charge. "Oh, shut up," Enzo cursed under his breath and smiled back at her. "I only need the patient and the partner. We don't need an extra," she smiled at the boys. "I'm Reeve Ranger, Miss. I can become your extra. Do you need an assistant?" he winked at her. She shook her head. "There's no need for an extra. You are stupid, Reeve." Diezel's jaw tightened, and he immediately lifted Ranger to get out.

--- Dino’s Silent War Dino emerged from the tunnel, pressing against the outer wall of the estate. The security cameras were state-of-the-art. But Tomas had hacked into the system, creating a ten-second blind spot in each camera’s rotation. Ten seconds to move. Dino sprinted, sliding into cover just as the cameras reset. Tomas’s voice crackled in his ear. “You’re insane, you know that?” Dino smirked. “I’ve heard worse.” He reached a side entrance, pulling out a small, custom-made lockpick.

He barked. “My permission is the only one you need now.” I mocked. “Start moving!” I barked back. He started walking without arguing back. So fast I could barely keep up. “Wait! Wait up.” I yelled. “Wait for me!” He slowed down, giving me a chance to catch up to him. He was right at the entrance of the forest which wasn’t far from our cottage. “Don’t ever, ever, command me like that again.” He said. His black-red eyes are more red than black now.

Zane leaned in a little, his eyes dropping to the boy still hanging off my hip. “So, champ. Did you like the dino Lego set I sent you?” Ash snapped his head up like he’d just been struck by lightning. “That was from you, Uncle Tomato?!” I exhaled softly. Dear God. “Yes,” Zane said, voice softer than it had any right to be. “The blue raptor with the cage and the jeep. You liked it?”

He lowered himself carefully to the floor like someone stepping into foreign territory, his expression completely unreadable. Tamera immediately handed him a toy knight. “You’re this one.” Ragnar stared at it. “I see.” “And you protect the princess.” Ragnar glanced briefly at Lance. Lance raised his hands. “Don’t look at me. I didn’t write the script.” Tamera pointed to Lance. “He’s the dinosaur.” “Correction,” Lance said proudly. “I’m the heroic dinosaur.” Ragnar remained silent for a moment, holding the tiny plastic knight between his fingers like he wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it.

- I am… My words died in my throat as the new ranger got out of the car. His tall, muscular body towered over mine, bulging biceps trying to poke out through the rolled-up sleeves of his work shirt. He wore dark blue jeans and work boots with the laces loose, and looked like he'd just walked off the set of a Sexy Bikers calendar shoot. On the edge of his sleeve, I caught the outline of a black and gray tattoo encircling his upper arm.

My lips parted to speak when a rattle came from behind the door and the handle twisted, revealing a male that looked to be in his late twenties. “By the fates,” he adjusted the black rim glasses on the bridge of his nose and his eyes trailed from me to Keyleth and then behind my back. “Oliver, what brings you here b—” “We need your help, please.” His expression flattened out and he opened the door wider, giving us space to walk in. The wooden door closed shut behind us, rattling the floor boards. “Somehow, you always manage to find yourself in something” I let the body drop from my back down to the floor with a loud thud. I could give one fuck what happened to the wolven right now. My back w

" Oliver did not care for Mona's cries, focusing whole-heartedly on the White Tiger warriors in front of him. In the blink of an eye, a few rounds had passed. He had taken half the White Tiger warriors down before he fell to the floor devoid of any energy to continue fighting. Oliver was the Black Tortoise King's son, so he had undeniable skill. Oliver grew reckless. He charged toward Mona with a smug expression on his face. "Want to break my legs with these men? Why would you think this was a good idea?" Mona's features flushed with rage. "I can't believe you're still being so shameless even now. You must have a death wish!"

All the furniture is completely destroyed. “Are you okay?” I ask Oliver as he stares at his father on the floor. “Just peachy,” he grumbles, wiping the blood and sweat residue on his jeans. ‘Doctor Lee, I need you to come to the pack house immediately,’ I link the best doc in our pack. He’s not far, so it shouldn’t take long to arrive. ‘Yes, Beta Robert.’ His response is something I’ve always liked about him. “Lee will be here shortly,” I tell Oliver. He just scoffs and storms out the door, slamming it behind him and joining his mate and my family.