V Murder Drones R34 Novels & Stories

A whine leaves my lips as he puts me in his bed and I roll onto my stomach putting my hands under my thighs "How do we fix it?" I whine "You could masturbate?" Death says "Then take me to my room," I tell him He grabbed my hand before snapping and we were inside my room, he snapped and left as I got up to lock my door. I lift my dress and pull off my underwear seeing a wet spot on it. My fingers rub my clit quickly and my head falls back in pleasure. I put 2 fingers into myself before plunging in and out quickly letting soft moans erupt from myself.

“My name is Keva Black. I don’t know what problem you have with Stark Growlers, but I don’t just represent them. My father is the Alpha King, so I am also here on his behalf. Not to sound rude, but I suggest you put down your gun before you do something you will regret.” I wasn’t sure if anyone heard me, but the fact that no one shot at me again was a good sign. Holding my breath, I listened for movement, but I didn’t hear anything. After waiting for what felt like forever, a sound caught my attention, and I expelled a breath of air as I looked toward it.

“Now it would be Nick.” “Charlotte and Jessica can block the stairway with magic,” Malachi said and I nodded. “I’ll be in my cloak,” Kiran said and Adara shot him a glare. “No fire, I promise. I’m never going back to Helheim.” “How many guns do you have in the house?” Malachi asked and Charlotte started to laugh. “Nine in the house and seventeen in the forest,” I said and he shook his head as he chuckled. “I guess I’ll take a gun or two,” Malachi said.

PROLOGUE The chaos was just starting to worsen. The SODAIR kingdom, led by the Human King, King Gaber was getting endless challenges from the Viper King, King Morton from BESHADONNA kingdom. These two kings have been fighting a battle that their forefathers fought. Trying to survive, no one dared to negotiate since it only meant surrender. The viper kingdom is known to take humans captive to their territory. They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery.

—How the hell did this happen? I was out of control, full of rage, I wanted to smash everything in my path, the vampire council members, they took Antton and Dalton for the supposed crimes of turning two humans and for killing an original vampire and for killing the last gamma, yes, Antton killed my mother. something that seemed absurd if you ask me because if it wasn't for us now our heads would roll on the cold forest floor and not that guy's who used us for his own benefit.

I instinctively jumped once I heard the driver door of this car slam shut. "Alright, boys! Unload em' and gather em' up!" One of the vampires yelled to the others. It didn't take long before the sound of shoes on gravel hit our ears and a bunch of glowing eyes came into view, opening up the car we were in and taking us out. I just then realized how much their eyes unnerved me. I had forgotten because all I had seen recently were Nico's. One by one the pets in front of me were taken out and lined up in front of where I think I remembered the clinic being.

They hid in the blood shadow fortress, the three of them. They will each emerge when Tsillah returns from the land of witches, and they will aid in the destruction of her and her people. Present Day Third Point Of View: The nightmares do not stop. Even if the persons who caused it are momentarily absent. Even though you were surrounded by warmth. It will haunt you for the rest of your life. It is there to remind her of the anguish and pain she was exposed to. Fleurie awoke at midnight, gasping and tears streaming from her eyes.

Three black SUVs parked one behind the other, turned off the engines and the drivers opened the back doors. In unison, three large and tall men stepped out of the vehicles. One was wearing sunglasses to hid a particular hangover while the others scoffed at the foolishness. “This better be good.” One bellowed, booming across the gravel to meet Dakota in the middle. “Thanks for coming.” He breathed but they raised their brows. “What is it, Alpha Dakota?” The larger one folded his arms across his chest, revealing enormous pecks. “Thank you for coming Alpha Finn, Alpha Rick, and Alpha Marcel.”

Then moved on. Silence returned. But it wasn’t the same silence. Now it was watching. Waiting. Victor moved first again, rising slowly, scanning the perimeter before continuing forward. They followed. Deeper into the forest. Further from anything familiar. Evelyn’s voice came quietly. “How many?” Victor didn’t look back. “Rotating patrol. Three drones in this sector.” “Patterns?” “Unpredictable.” “That’s not helpful.” “It’s intentional.” Damian exhaled slowly.

They were silent, lethal, and programmed to kill anything with a biological signature. Sora didn't use his frequency. The sound would alert the surface teams. Instead, he drew his combat knife. He leaped from the pipe, a shadow in the dark. His blade sliced through the first drone’s optic sensor before it could chime. He spun in mid-air, his silver claws extending from his left hand to crush the second drone’s casing into a ball of scrap metal. The third drone swiveled, its internal Gatling gun spinning up. Before it could fire, a massive black hand reached out from the shadows and crushed it flat against the wall. Vardan stepped into the dim light, his eyes glowing gold.