Novel & Cerita Vipers Xcom

“We are going to do our best, but in this one, it is Valerie who needs to fight.” “I can try,” Xavier growled. I touched his arm gently. “Xavier… I need to know what the plan is.” He turned to me then, the intensity in his eyes enough to steal the breath from my lungs. “We prepare for war,” he said. “But not out of fear. Out of strategy.” Hunter nodded. “I’m setting scouts on the western line. I’ll have Kai handle the perimeter. But there’s something else.” He looked between the two of us.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

Cole “Find him! Right now!” My voice thundered through the operations room, making half the team flinch. The analysts from Unit Viper, the division responsible for tracking field operatives, scrambled back to their stations, fingers flying across keyboards as they tried to reestablish a visual feed of Xavier. My chest tightened with each passing second. Goddamn it, Xavier. He had promised. He had promised he would keep the line open, keep the cameras on, keep communication steady.

A faint smirk played at the corner of Damien's lips. The answer didn’t surprise him in the slightest. Velvet Vipers was infamous for managing low-level gangs to handle their dirty work—robbery, intimidation, and petty abductions. While they weren’t a significant threat to someone like Damien, their audacity to target his woman made them a problem that needed eliminating. Eric, already anticipating his boss’s next move, pulled out his phone to contact the necessary people. Damien stood, slipping on his coat as he prepared to leave. His work here was done for now.

the man who seemed to be their leader said authoritatively to the man in front of Monalisa, whom he just referred to as Chico, gesturing for him to take Monalisa with him. Hamilton smiled wickedly to himself as he watched his right hand man, Chico drag Monalisa with him towards one of his cars feeling a little light hearted. He is the leader of a group of Vampires called Vipers. He had come here in search of Greg Stevens, the werewolf his men had missed to kill along with his wife and kid and had been furious with his men for allowing Greg to escape from them. He had killed Greg's family along with some others to send a message to the Wolverines who were his major rivals in gaining control o

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.

Recalling a peculiar encounter in a white room earlier, where he had noticed an individual who stood out due to their height, Stallion's anger grew. He had wanted to confront that person, but a vital meeting had intervened, preventing him from doing so. Stallion recognized the urgency of the situation, considering the capabilities of Queen and Shawn, who had managed to infiltrate his residence. With his plans in jeopardy, Stallion called upon someone he believed could assist – the police chief. When the police chief answered the call, Stallion urgently conveyed, "My residence is under attack, led by Shawn Diesel and Queen Scorpion. I need them apprehended and brought to me. Deploy your best

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

I glanced between the two masked fighters and rolled my fingers on the desktop. "I can't decide between Ayden and Xavix, which one do you think I should fight?" Ashr grinned slightly and looked at the screen. Xavix is big like me and Ayden is smaller but Xavix has a gimp in his right knee. Ashr exhaled deeply and rubbed his chin in thought. "Pick Xavix, the king's been following him and I'll help you overcome his skill set," Ashr said firmly. I rolled my eyes, certain the only skills the fighter had were his size. Like Ashr they were both freakishly tall.

I remembered that I used to love when my mother would make mashed potatoes and the apples that she picked from our tree before we ran from the city. The vampires talked among one another as they ate, each one looking astoundingly perfect in every way. Humans often envied vampires for their looks, as did I when I was younger. I stood silently next to Master, as did some of the other slaves and pets. A few vampires kept their pets on their lap, such as the vampire sitting next to Master. Xander is what I came to find out his name was. He seemed to be a good friend of Masters since he's the only one I've seen Master talk to this entire time.