Upgrade Blake Crouch Novels & Stories

“No one touches her.” The elder lifted her chin. “Then move first.” ⸻ The Strike Plan War council reconvened within the hour. Maps sprawled across the table. Kaden tapped a marked section of forest. “Viktor’s southern flank is thin. He pulled fighters for that stunt the other night.” “Good,” Damon replied. “We split. Ryker takes the western ridge. I lead the southern breach.” I stepped forward. “You’re not leaving me behind.” Damon’s jaw flexed.

he asked Cruz, low, almost reverent. Cruz adjusted his cut, the fresh blood still tacky on his hand. “What?” “The city holding its breath.” Blade smirked, but his jaw was tight. “Like it knows we’re about to tear it open.” Cruz swung a leg over his bike, the leather creaking under his weight. He looked down the line at his brothers—Knox steady and silent, Gray checking his pistol, the newer recruits stiff with adrenaline. Then his gaze slid back toward the safehouse door.

Jake and Fatima moved to flank the entrance while I crouched low, peering through a crack in the wall. A tall figure moved inside, dressed in black from head to toe. His face was obscured by a hood, but his movements were confident, purposeful. He was alone, or at least he seemed to be. “This is it,” I whispered to Fatima. “We’ve got him.” Fatima’s eyes flashed with excitement, her fingers curling into fists. “Let’s take him.” I gave Jake a nod, and we burst through the door together, shattering the silence. The figure spun around, his eyes glinting beneath the shadow of his hood. For a split second, our eyes locked, and I felt a cold shiver run down my spine.

He shifts but doesn't get off the floor, groaning in pain. A samurai tattoo with two coiled snakes peeks from his armor just below his arm. I recognize him as a member of the Blackthorn family, one of the top families of pure breeds in the Shadow pack, raising potential alphas and women vying to be the alpha's bride even after he chose me. My eyes harden, even as I crouch down to his level. To think they would send one of their underdogs to challenge the future Luna to a fight. I bend down and lift him by his shoulders, making my face level with his.

“But he might want revenge.” --- Three days later, in a dimly lit bunker beneath the Croatian countryside, Alejandro stood before a wall of maps and documents. A former Black Ops strategist named Miko, once a ghost in the Balkan wars, now operated at his side. Miko had accepted Alejandro’s money with little question—Cain’s betrayal had shaken more than just Alejandro’s faith in the old order. Alejandro traced a finger across a map of the Adriatic Sea. “Cain controls these routes. I used to think I needed him to maintain them. Now I see I can cut him out completely.”

I’d like to see you succeed in dying on my watch! Future Noah: ‘You want to be considered as reliable after digging pits for your host left and right!?!?’ Blackie: ‘Those are some weak-ass pits, aren’t you still very alive and well?’ ╮(╯∀╰)╭ Future Noah: ‎(ﾉಥ益ಥ)ﾉ ┻━┻ ‘Don’t you dare mention the word ass!!!’ ***

Even for a dragon. “Blaze…?” Persia called out. “Just skip him. I heard his name from Kuroyuki.” I said. The person sitting next to Blaze is the guy with the brown hair and glasses. Every time he nudges his glasses, there’s always a glint. “Name: Kronos Y Chronocock. Human. Ranked Seven. Codename: .” Am I actually imagining symbols from his words…? How scary. “Arsenal…? This means you had a lot of weapons in your hand…?”

Zarah shook her head in annoyance. “At least we try our best,” McKaye said. “Knight, the allies,” Lennox reminded him. Knight gave me the council’s number, and I dialed it on my phone when no one picked up from Knight’s number. It was picked up right away as if monitoring my call logs. “Yes? Who am I speaking to?” a man answered, sounding as old as Lennox. “You know who I am. I’m sure my number is already registered in my profile, but let me introduce myself. “I’m Blakely Nirvana Woodrow Thorne, a human mated to Alpha Knight Blackwell.”

I push open the door, today is not the day to play this little games. He is slumped over his desk with a bottle of whiskey beside him. Not at all what I was expecting. I don't wanna deal with his shit today. I clear my throat loud enough to stir him. "Alpha it is time." He slowly looks up and nods. I don't borther asking whats happened, as I just don't care. "My father is about to pull in now," He stands up with this werid look on his face. "I, Beta Blake renounce my Postion as beta and as a member in the Blue Lake Pack."

Blakk’s group & the Shane Gang fire their slugs & ghouls towards each other. As I continued to run I looked to my left to see Ghouls while on my right slugs Eli & Dr. Blakk were surprised to see an unknown inkling running & dodging both slugs & ghouls with a flowish motion similar to parkourers do. Then I jump somersault into the air looking at the ground and put my Dharkonis Ghoul & Galeemis Slug named Nightmare & Daybreak in my blasters then I pointed the Nightmare at Dr. Blakk while Daybreak at the Shane Gang and shouted “Checkmate!!” Then I fired the blasters at the same time Nightmare & Daybreak reached their slug velocity mode and hit their targets with pinpoint accuracy blinding both