Unmasked Lancer Novels & Stories

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

“I think she didn’t die, she is back. I said and he took a swift turn to look at me before signalling with his hand asking who was back. “The rightful Luna of the Pack and betrothed to the Alpha Karl is back but the only thing is she has lost her memory and can’t remember anything, I even heard Alpha Karl call her Avery I guess it’s a name he gave to her to have an identity,” I said waiting for a reaction because we had somehow plotted and I had made sure to do the job of taking Naya Rose the supposed Luna out and so she wouldn’t ever come back but I was wrong I didn’t kill her.

He then lit the lantern with a flame from his fingertip and gently released it into the sky. As Arlen watched the lantern ascend, a longing smile tugged at his lips. But when he lowered his gaze, he froze. A tall man in a mask stood just six feet away, staring at him in an unnerving manner. Arlen’s gut tightened with a strange feeling about this person. His eyes drifted to the hilt of a sword strapped to the man’s waist, and it all clicked. ‘Luca?’ His heart raced, and he took a fearful step back. Luca’s hand gripped the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it at any moment.

Granted, she did fight back in self-defense yet she was more dangerous than he was. His face flashed on the screen. When Keisha was able to pull his mask, it showed the bottom of his face, showing his lips and nose. "If anyone can catch this man, I will give half a million to whoever can tip us off on who he is and where he is. I will not let this man– or anyone get away from hurting Keisha Lexington." Eros stared straight to the camera, almost as if he was looking through Daimon's soul.

They instead replaced them with the colors of the Ravens - a matte black with hues of blues and greens and purple under the right angles. All of them still had the shield and machine pistol combo, except Raijin had an Unranked Multi-beam Plasmacutter on her shoulder. It was purely utilitarian and industrial in nature, but she wasn’t there to fight in the first place. Max on the other hand, had a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Grenade Launcher. It was simple, effective, and devastating. “Want us to bring down the pain?” asked T-Rex. “‘Coz we can. And we want to. Nothing crazy.”

Leonard moved towards me and removed the gag from my lips. “Remove her chains.” “But Alpha…” “Don't make me repeat myself.” Leonard proceeded to remove the chains on my body, and just as they were off, I pounced on him like a predator would its prey. My claws were out, and my vision was red as I rained punches on his face. I was pulled away from him by other warriors while two others dragged him out of the room, and once he was safely away from me, they, too, fled for their lives.

Jalon gave him a friendly smile before lifting his mask and placing it over his face. Luciana sat in the stadium's front row, watching the action unfold. She couldn't help but smile as she thought of Jalon's strategy. She was completely aware of it all, and it infuriated her whenever Jalon used it against her when they fought in their battles back in IAA campus. The vials strewn across the floor acted as flash grenades. Jalon would scatter them over the fighting field and shield his eyes with a mask or glasses to avoid being blinded by the blast. He'd then charge at his opponent with his sword, purposefully stepping on the vials to cause them to explode, temporarily blinding his opponent and

The warrior stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Too dark?" I asked. "Way too dark, Luna." Marcus clapped the warrior on the shoulder. "You'll get used to her sense of humor. Or you'll die. Either way, problem solved." "You two are terrible at pep talks," Liana observed, loading arrows into her quiver with practiced efficiency. "We're realistic," Marcus corrected. "Better than filling their heads with false hope." I picked up one of my custom daggers, testing its weight and balance. The blade was inscribed with Moonbane runes that glowed faintly silver in the dim light. "Hope isn't false if we make it real."

Burke was responsible for close combat, while Cole would bombard her with relentless firepower. Lastly, Rui’s task was to distract Ogre and Hannah, and if the opportunity arose, he would use mental shock to harass Elisa. "Lancelot, be careful. Todd’s ability mainly enhances his eyes and dynamic reflexes. He’s known as the Eagle Eye, the best marksman in our training camp. Your steel body can’t be activated yet, so be cautious," Rui warned. Lancelot nodded slightly in agreement.

Those dark green eyes stared back at him, it seemed to have a little bit of red that tint within them, showing the turmoil of the owner behind those eyes. Lancer, bent down, once again agitated. A little bit of fur appeared on his left arm, his golden eyes flickering to her sudden manic gaze. It made him feel a chill down to his spine. But he just frowned, thinking it was a normal trait for a dominant omega to have. “Don’t let me force you to get that thought out of your head—” While Lancer kept talking, Aliana claws came out of her left hand, scratching the side of Lancer face hard, after Lancer got distracted for a moment.