Tracer X Widowmaker Novels & Stories

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"D*mn it! Be careful!" Lycano exclaimed. His eyes are locked to the screen of her computer where he can see Accalia. Accalia grip the gun that she was holding, she was about to shoot the werewolf but she was shocked when it got near her quickly. Her reflexes didn't see the movement of the werewolf. She shoot him but the werewolf immediately avoid the syringe and it was broken.

The wind from the outside escaping through the opened windows, partnered with his silky dark hair and dance beautifully as if playing along the musics that never existed. This novel-like and movie-like effects, it screams a halo that my nerves could never handle. "Damn, my so-called luck." I murmured looking back at those blood-like eyes that feels like it would swallow me whole. But in a moment, my eyes secretly moved down to his name tag and almost screamed in annoyance because of my damn luck. The first male lead of the original novel. Hah~this is Calix Miguel Charlemagne. My gorgeous walking death flag.

But right at that moment, I learned that I was, and since I was too worried about my life, I didn’t let my pride come in between when I entwined my fingers with his. Albeit the brief pause, his fingers squeezed mine back, reassuring me in his own way. The familiar face of hers greeted me again, but this time, there was a huge smile on it. Looking at her warm welcome eased my brain for a moment before it was sucked away by the serious expression of her husband’s. “Mom, that’s Doctor Windsor,” Marla said in a low voice, giving me a small smile. The smile didn’t quite reach her eyes but I was in no position to complain, we were all exhausted.

I went into my bathroom and took my shower, the water calmed me down, I walk out of the shower to my closet to pick my clothes for work, I had a VIP patient to attend to today, and by the look of things I was gonna be late if I don't hurry, since I spent my night dreaming, I picked a black trouser with a blue shirt as I quickly got dressed. This particular VIP patient of mine had an accident during a game, he was devastated and thought he couldn't go back to playing again, but luckily I and my team were able to bring him out of his depression, that is with his cooperation, because when he learnt that with time he could go back to the game, he wanted everything to work fast, but after much en

But the second she killed the engine, both of them immediately spotted a towering figure standing under the streetlight—Xander. Trista's heart skipped a beat. She quickly unbuckled and got out. Wynn just sat there in the driver's seat, hands gripping the wheel, staring at Xander with eyes full of gossip. She clearly wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. Trista sighed helplessly. She tapped on the window and urged her in a low voice, "Stop staring and go home. Drive safe." Realizing she wasn't going to get any juicy drama, Wynn shot Trista a knowing wink, stepped on the gas, and reluctantly drove off.

Nothing was ever fair with Dexter. "Look out!" Tracey screamed as an arrow passed my shoulder narrowly missing the aimed spot and when I turned towards the direction of the shooter Dexter stood with a sly grin. "Let's get this over with," I said.

"State your location, tracker." "I’ve been assigned to a extraction convoy for an outer-sector scouting run tomorrow at dawn," Tracy stated, her voice carrying a rare, nervous vibration over the secure link. "The terrain is highly volatile. Can your unit provide secondary cover on the ridge?" Calculating the layout of the upcoming weekend cycle, I replied, "Confirmed. My blade will be on your flank." Tracy paused, her scent turning slightly anxious even through the audio feed. "Will the Supreme Alpha tolerate your unit deploying away from his central security grid for a full sun?"

I tell Hunter as I focus my attention on this bastard. Hunter keeps banging into the door and once it gives way and he swims down to my mate, Tristan attacks. “You will not take her from me.” “She was never yours to begin with,” I growl back and let Apollo take over. Tristan is agile, I’ll give him that. Despite water slowly surrounding us he is able to dodge my attacks, but I am quick too and easily dodge his spells. ‘This fucker used the thickest silver chains I have every seen. I can’t break them Gunner, something I never though I would say.’

Tracey patted Spike’s shoulder and apologized in an intentional sobbing voice, “Spike, I want to apologize. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.” Finally, Spike rolled over and looked at her. He should let bygones be bygones as Tracey was his mother’s good friend. Tracey’s eyes lit up. “Do you forgive me?” Spike sat up and looked at Tracey like an adult. He pointed at his bare wrist. His smartwatch was missing.