Ultramarines Novels & Stories

“They’re clearing the map. The High Admiral doesn’t want an empire to rule; he wants a blank slate to build his factories on.” ​We reached a wide plaza where a line of Western Marines had set up a barricade. They were equipped with ‘Crank-Guns’—massive, multi-barreled weapons that could shred a wolf in seconds. ​“Winnie, stay behind me!” Cassian shouted. ​But I was tired of hiding. I was tired of being the piece on the board that everyone fought over. I stepped out from the shadow of a jade pillar, my hand outstretched. The silver scar on my palm began to glow with a toxic, violet light—the lingering echo of the Abyssal King.

her mother laughed, "why Marissa is our all mighty protector. She is the one out there working hard with her council of witches to shield and mask us away. Silly girl, we couldn't have done it without her. They believe in the work we are doing. They are under our pack control. Anyways, it won't be long till you're free to leave this basement." And just like that, she was alone again, and she had more answers. They probably haven't been able to find her yet because of the witches. How did Ollie come and go as he pleased, though? He must be granted access to leave so he wouldn't cause too much suspicion on his whereabouts. Tonight, she would go back to her dream state and let them know. This w

Even if it meant lying, stealing, or selling his soul to the rich bastards in the sky. The day started out like any other in the Ruins—dry heat pressing down from a burnt-orange sky, dust swirling through broken alleyways like restless spirits. Around here, the only job left for the Forgotten was mining Adrium, a post-apocalyptic miracle metal discovered buried deep in the bones of the earth. They said Adrium was stronger than diamond, five times lighter, and impossible to replicate. The walls of the Citadel gleamed with it l; unclimbable, unbreakable. Motion-detection lasers lined every inch, scanning for body heat, movement, hope.The message was clear:

He just sent me my new assignment. I am supposed to kill a woman named Mariam Lowel by the end of today. And he never forgets to remind me the consequences if I fail him.

Dainiel could only see the build of this person, but based on the strange height and shape, this person must be a woman. “Finally, the time has come. We will begin our game Ameira, it is called; 'The Game of Death'. Either you die for them or they die for you. Try to catch me, if you can," she evilly whispered as she glanced at the young woman sitting on the ground.

Luke spits "Oh right, yeah i was on the middle of telling you wasn't i, well my names Jonasas you can see" he waves his arm around "its my pack who is surrounding you" Shannon giggles as we look round and see rogues, some as wolves, some as humans surrounding us all. Luke starts shaking so i say "don't " through the mind link " theres too many and we dont know what Shannon told him, we dont want our people getting hurt, we have pups here, my family, they cant hurt them Luke "

The two dragons glided along for a few hours before Slate began to descend over a field in the territory of a kingdom closer to his own lair and far enough away from Beelzanborg that the soldiers who were clearly rallying to come after the Heart of Magic couldn’t reach them--yet. He touched down in a field of golden wheat, catching the sunbeams and sparkling like each stalk was made of a precious metal.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

“Constantine, if we’re going to stand any chance against Agnes and her dark magic, we need an edge. Something the elders won’t see coming.” Constantine, her face etched with determination, nodded. “I know, Isolde. We can’t let Agnes’s underhanded tactics win this contest. But what can we do?” Isolde’s eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief as she whispered, “Mountain ash.” Constantine frowned, puzzled. “Mountain ash? How can that help us?” Isolde explained, “Mountain ash is a powerful elemental substance. If we incorporate it into our spells during the ritual, it could give us an advantage. Agnes won’t see it coming, and it might disrupt her dark magic.”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.