Vipers Xcom Novels & Stories

Venet the Viper raised his arms with hands shaped like snakes and started slashing the air with it. “Viper Strike!” he hissed. Sharp gusts of wind assaulted the 3 companions, but not one was able to hit them. The walls beside Dorin showed cracks and signs to being slashed, for all of Venet’s attacks just slipped to the side or over to the ceiling. The Viper finally stopped his futile attack, looking confused. “Why can’t I hit you?!” he shouted in another shrill voice. Dorin kept silent. Seb was still trying to get his attention, and there were noises behind them suggesting that the other dorm residents were already awake and watching them, but he refused to look away.

"They're using professional military tactics—synchronized attacks, electronic warfare, even thermal imaging to track our movements. Venom's brought in outside contractors." "Mercenaries," Jax said, studying the tactical display. "Has to be. The equipment they're using, the level of coordination—it's beyond what any motorcycle club could manage." Ghost's eyes found Raven's. "They're spending millions to get to you. This isn't just about revenge anymore." "Then what is it about?" Raven asked, though she dreaded the answer. "Survival," Viper spoke from the corner, his scarred face hard as granite. "You made Venom look weak in front of his own people. In our world, weakness is death. He has to m

Seen her test exits casually while pretending not to and observed her wear one of my shirts like she hadn’t been hired to kill me weeks earlier. They’d watched her handcuff me to my own vehicle. And still, somehow, none of them understood the full scale of the problem standing three floors above us. “Ask what you’re going to ask,” I said. Kaelen’s hand shot up instantly. “She really is Viper?” he asked. “Underground Viper. Eastern network assassin. Seventeen confirmed kills?” “Twenty-three,” Zaric corrected absently. Kaelen blinked. “Twenty-three?” “She doesn’t leave witnesses often enough for anyone to know for sure,” Zaric said.

Kylie fought with fierce determination, her training guiding her every move. They reached a locked door at the back of the base. Lysander signaled for his team to prepare for a breach. On his signal, they burst through the door, guns drawn, ready for anything. Inside, they found The Viper, his face obscured by shadows. He turned to face them, a sinister smile playing on his lips. “Welcome, Lysander,” The Viper said, his voice dripping with malice. “I’ve been expecting you.” Lysander’s eyes narrowed. “It’s over, Viper. You’re finished.”

"We have company!" Verus yelled over his shoulder, making a quick turn down another street where more rogue vamps blocked our way. I quickly leaned out the passenger side window and unloaded my Glock into as many vamps as I possibly could, while Verus expertly darted around others, heading toward the expressway. Quickly, I reached into my pants pocket for another clip and popped it into my Glock, ready to roll just as another rogue vamp jumped onto the hood.

"Get down!" Glass exploded inward as the drones opened fire. Bullets tore through the luxury apartment, shredding silk sofas and priceless art. Vespera dove behind the marble slab next to Cyprian. "You didn't tell me you had heat on you!" Vespera yelled over the roar of the guns. "I'm a popular guy!" Cyprian yelled back. He pulled a massive hand cannon from a holster beneath his jacket. "Can you hack them?" "Their ICE is too thick for a quick breach!" Vespera returned fire, her Crusher booming. She took out a drone’s optical sensor, sending it spiraling into the street below.

Jackie and I walked towards the back of the house 'okay ready' I say through the mindlink eveyone said yes 'Fanny I left you a suit and weapons keep Jake safe by any means and when its good to go JC and Brian will take you both back to the pack house' I say 'copy that boss' she answers back I looked at Jackie and she signals me 'Vicky turn the hologram off and unlock the doors in 3,2,1 go' I say. Bullets were flying blood all over the ground. 'cover me' I told Jackie, I ran towards the nearest rogue and shot his leg wrapped my legs around his neck and snapped it taking him down I rolled over and kicked the next rogue making him fall to the ground I shoot his head. I smile at the dead rogue a

Xavier said in a roll without blinking. "Now get lost all of you,seeing your faces alone is so annoying"Xavier said before lighting his cigarette. Viper was the first to stand up. He was already boiling,he just wanted to live like every other person's but seems it's an offence to do so. "So what are you gonna do?"Brutus asked. "Kill them"Viper replied coldly,his face showed no expression,he's actually back to the old Viper they all knew. "Tell them to get ready we're attacking them by midnight"Viper said.

Tristan walked down the ramp. He did not look like a Prince of the Empire, nor did he look like the ragged exile he had been for months. His black tactical coat snapped in the canyon wind. His dark hair was messy, matted with sweat and soot. Blood stained the collar of his shirt from his earlier fights, and his icy blue eyes burned with a terrifying, absolute clarity. He was the Viper. The architect of the Empire's ruin. At his right shoulder walked Saoirse. The silver-haired Dragon of Aethelgard moved with predatory grace, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of her estoc. The air around her actually rippled, distorting the light with the sheer, barely-contained thermal pressure she radiate

Arrows will not give a strong effect on him, these toxins only affect humans Immediately his neck came back with force until the sound of cracking bones. A faint growl came out of him and fangs had built and elongated between his teeth to turn completely into a wolf..he was fed up with these scum and he must exterminate them all..all of them.. “Come.” One of the vampires shrieked, and Black ran towards them with angry eyes and slashed at him, wanting to separate his head from his body if it wasn't for his treachery from behind.