Vanguard Decklists Novelas e Histórias

My amber eyes locked onto his, completely suffocating him with my dominant weight. "I am sure you are already well aware that the Shadow Vanguard has a wealth of resources to offer your people," I stated smoothly, lifting my crystal glass of vintage red wine to my lips. "We offer the strongest, most lethal military shield on the western continent. We offer secure trade routes, absolute immunity from rogue skirmishes, and a highly coveted seat at the high table. What I want to know is what your territory brings to my gates." Lord Vance swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing frantically.

"Just put it in! Please! I can't take it! Ahh!" Vanguard pressed the giant head of his spear against her tight slit but didn't push in yet. He just ground it, prying her open and drenching the shaft in her juices. Occasionally, he teased her opening, swirling the flared head around before finally jamming the pink tip slightly inside and swiveling his hips. "Ooh... oh..." Vanguard’s shaft was engorged to the point of bursting. "This soft cunt is incredible... it’s tight even for just the head."

A black, unmarked van was speeding through a red light, heading toward the industrial district by the docks. Got them, Julian breathed, awe washing over him. You tracked them through a blind spot. I calculated their trajectory based on the speed of the anomaly, Leo said, handing the tablet to Julian. The van is registered to a shell corporation. Vanguard Logistics. Vanguard, Julian repeated, the name tasting like poison on his tongue. It was a phantom company, a rumor whispered in the dark corners of the corporate world. They were mercenaries who specialized in recovering stolen technology for the highest bidder. If Vanguard had Maya, they would not hesitate to torture her to find out where

He never looked at her, he only stared down, and he becomes a mute instantly. Zitrey clicked her tongue from his reaction, she clutched her hand, ‘Why won't you look at me?’ in mad she swift her attention towards Cederick. “Sadly, we won your Jack's Game Cederick.” she uttered. But her eyes suddenly glued on Cederick's collarbone. She saw something on it that looks familiar. Without further ado, she pushed Nathan to the side who was still pinning him and rip Cedericks top and instantly saw a card tattoo of a reaper the same thing as what Joker has, though, on his, he has only the letter ‘J’ written on it.

“Talk before I call the security on you!” “You already know me, princess.” He points out, his thick accent showing as he flashed his middle ring to my view, my eyes widening in realization at the crystal lion symbol stamped there. “L–lazaro De Luca?” I knew he looked…familiar. Just whispering the name alone sends a shiver down my spine. The De Luca family are the sole enemies to my family—the thorn to our fleshes. The ones whose entire ambition is to reign on blood and power—something that my family have also been after for some months now.

Gale-force winds and torrential rain battered the flight deck, but inside the drop bay, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense. Three mechs stood at the edge of the open bay doors. Two were the new Mark VII "Vanguard" Twin Mechs, their sleek, aerodynamic chassis pulsing with a ghostly cyan nanolaminate glow. Behind them stood Jack in his heavily upgraded Mark VI Defender mech, looking like a walking fortress.

"The warhead is extraordinary, Queen Vanguard. From this moment on, every machete and claw of the Obsidian Fang will be placed under the soles of your shoes." Chloe, who swapped her safari dress for a light silk robe for the pure African heat, raised her wine glass gracefully. "The world of business isn't just about killing s, Kord. It's about investing power in pure right assets. Starting tomorrow, Vanguard will inject unlimited funds to modernize your clan. We're not just allies... we're the continent's apex predators."

Cliffhanger: Isabella raised her hand, and a wave of mercury-liquid starlight erupted from the ground, coiling around the warriors. But Silas didn't flinch. He looked at Lyra, and he saw her smile. "Silas," she whispered through the bond. "The Vanguard is here." From the shadows behind the warriors, a hundred suits of blackened bone-armor emerged, their crystal visors glowing with a violent, violet fire. The "Unveiling the Vanguard" had officially begun.

Fabian said, stepping closer until his shadow loomed over me. Eden’s head snapped toward his father, shock flashing in his eyes. “Father, that was not the agreement! I’m supposed to take over Moonshadow pack. Besides, you’re too old to rule now.” “Eden, you’ve Nightclaw pack to rule… while I become Alpha king.” Fabian’s gaze hardened. Eden’s nostril flared. “What is in Nightclaw pack? It’s already in ruins! You promised me Moonshadow, not the scraps of what’s left of Nightclaw.” His voice rose with every word.

In that instance, he suddenly heard the vice-captain bark out a command “Vanguard position! Offensive march!” The royal guards grunted in unison, they all took a step back and suddenly thrust their shields forward, the beasts who were distracted by the common folk were put off balance at the sudden impact of the shields. “Skewer!” the vice-captain ordered, as the enemies tried to regain their posture, a number of spears shot through the shield wall, impaling many of them. They were instantly withdrawn and the shield wall reformed once more. It was a tactic that Avenicus and his fellow royal guard had practiced long ago, they were to use their shields as a blunt weapon that would knock their