Virgil Hawkins Static Shock Novels & Stories

Rein returns to Ravenclaw for three months before returning to her life away from the pack to visit her older brother, Truz. However, he has since changed as much as his three closest friends. Demin, Truz, Kanem, and Drake are the most feared and respected wolves of Ravenclaw as brothers who have shared sixteen years of loyalty and love. But Demin, the future Alpha, has always put his brothers before himself until his wolf finds his destined mate. Determined to protect his brotherhood, he pushes Rein away. However, the woman is enthralled by the man behind the facade. Kanem, who has long been attracted to Rein, is consumed by his darkness with the rejection, kidnapping her, forcing Demin t

"The ghost is sitting up. I told you her core was too tough to stay down for long." He stopped beside Aurelius, leaning his broad forearm against the high bedpost, his crimson eyes scanning my face with intense, protective scrutiny. "How do your limbs feel? Any lingering shock from the collar's electrical charge?" "None," I answered, meeting his gaze directly. "Your kinetic burst on the ramp stabilized my core alignment before we reached the spire." Valerius’s smirk widened into a proud, vicious smile, his sharp fangs gleaming faintly behind his lips. "Good. Because if Vanehart’s guards try to lodge another complaint with the Senate, I intend to show them what real kinetic shock feels like."

expertise. “Almost there,” Static whispered, his eyes glowing with the data stream. “The Quinton legacy is about to become my personal playground.” But as he reached the final firewall, he was met not with a wall of code, but with a mirror. “Hello, Static,” Chester Smith’s voice echoed in the man’s neural-link. Static flinched, his digital avatar stumbling in the virtual space. “Who… who is this? How did you bypass my stealth?”

Garrett looked back with the expression of a man who had been in enough difficult situations to know when there wasn't a better option and had made his peace with that skill even though it was a miserable one to have. "What do we do," Garrett said. "Hold the room," Silas said. "When it starts—" He paused, and for the first time something moved through his face that acknowledged what he was about to do. Not fear exactly. More like the look of someone standing at the edge of something high, noting the height honestly before jumping. "There'll be a shockwave. Don't touch me. Don't touch either of us." "Understood," Xander said. Silas looked at the capacitor. At the crystalline inset at one end,

And I would rather die than lose his soul. "Do it," I whispered to Silas. Silas hit the command. The world didn't explode, but the silence did. A high-pitched electronic shriek tore through the air as Silas’s monitor unleashed a localized burst of static. The spotlight on the VTOL flickered and died. Melanie looked down at her remote, her thumb frantically mashing the button, but the blue light in the SUV stopped pulsing. It stayed solid. "GO!" Silas roared. I ran. I didn't think about the turret. I didn't think about the weight of Florence. I ran with the raw, primal desperation of a mother in a burning house.

The two of us falling, we barely manage to dodge under the swing. "What," Silent yells before screaming again. Turning around, I see JumpStart standing on top of him. "Get off of me, you fool!" "I will after I do this," JumpStart yells back, raising his stun batons into the air and thrusting them down. The night sky lights up as electricity runs all over Silent but it doesn't seem to be fazing him. He's not screaming or shaking. Instead, he grabs JumpStart and throws him toward SpeedBlade and me. We all scream as roll around before hitting the street.

Alpha Killian and others couldn't move so much as their eyelids to full expansion when a big furious wolf popped out of God-knows-where and catapulted the commander with one of his forefeet faraway on the cold ground. He growled on his mouth before pressing his snout in his big wobbly belly and pried out a chunk of meat, causing the alpha and his officials an acute paralysis. They could only gawk with utter disbelief, their color turning chalk-white and heart thrumming at a brutal rate in their chest as their brains shrieked, 'Zavier is here! The haunting Hunter is here!' Tbc... Trust me, writing a chapter takes a lot of hard work. And when your response is limited, it is not motivating at a

H-he just— I stood there–unmoving and in shock. I was not startled that he just shot the man without even looking at him, but at the realisation that he just shot a man, mercilessly without even blinking an eye. God, how could I be such an idiot? How could I let my guard down and not stay where Silas had ordered me to know something like this could happen? Silvio’s possession sometimes scared me, it brought the deepest fear ripping within my heart that it almost become impossible to see him as a human, but a devil.

"Silas, please." He didn't have the strength to fight his instincts anymore. Driven by the primal pull of the moon and my forced heat, Silas lunged. His sharp fangs sank deep into the left side of my shoulder. A sharp, burning shockwave of pure electricity shot straight through my spine, making me gasp. The moment his teeth retracted, the black veins on his neck instantly froze, the agonizing tension in his chest releasing as he fell back, breathing heavily but stable.

Gargan let out a guttural, feral roar, his muscle mass expanding as Silas activated his gauntlets, flooding Gargan's nervous system with forced kinetic power. "ONE!" *DING! DING! DING!* Gargan lunged across the mat like a runaway train, his massive, spiked iron gloves raised to crush Rhys’s skull. Simultaneously, Silas darted along the perimeter mesh, his silver gauntlets crackling with high-voltage shock-spikes aimed straight for Agnes's temple! "Take her out!" Gargan roared. *WHAM!* Rhys met Gargan in the center of the cage, the collision of their broad chests creating a deafening kinetic shockwave that blew the loose sweat off the canvas into mist.