Voltron Shiro Novels & Stories

He didn't throw a punch; he simply drove his open palm forward, unleashing the residual kinetic pressure stored in the relic's lattice. The resulting shockwave didn't just warp the air—it shattered the rain. A massive, concussive wall of invisible force slammed into the enforcer phalanx with the speed of a freight train. Riot shields splintered like cheap glass. Heavily armored soldiers were lifted completely off their feet, thrown backward into the concrete pillars and supply crates like discarded toys. The path to the VTOL was instantly cleared. "Move! Move! Move!" Torin roared, laying down a burst of suppressive fire into the catwalks above to keep any remaining snipers pinned down.

Would Bal make up for it? Earlier, when Carysse heard the sound of weapons clinking and the footsteps together, she could only think of one man that could gather such a force. It would be impossible for a normal child to discern such noises but they were warriors of Thalisse. They trained with nature ever since they could hold weapons. This already happened before when he wasn't in favor of Elder Shimar's rules and she couldn't believe he was actually doing it again. She was late to perceive it though. No wonder Elder Shimar and Ashki noticed it first. A renowned veteran and his rumored successor. The two of them had such sharpened senses. Chaos was right to acknowledge Ashki saying that he

“Very true. I was still pretty young, not yet Alpha of my pack, during that battle, so I never really got to know him, but I remember my parents said he was a good guy. They always appreciated everything he and the other bear shifters did to help us against the vamps.” “Forgive me, Alpha, I forgot that you would have been old enough to fight in that battle. Would you like to join us for the meeting later this morning after Leader Bruno arrives?” I ask. I truly did forget. Despite the salt and pepper grey hair, Connor’s movie star looks make him seem ageless in a way that had me thinking he would have still been just a touch too young to fight in that battle.

He could kill Shiro instantly but taking him alive is something else altogether. Shiro who heard their conversation become even more wary of Issei, 'He's stronger than Acheval one of the ?! Damn, our intelligence never reported this... If they both attacked me at once then I'm done for and all will be lost... Thankfully I have someone ready to teleport me if the situation goes awry...' Shiro got into high alert in case they both decided to attack him together. Issei finally relented because they really don't have much time left.

He stood unready With his knees weak His arms were heavy There was blood all over his clothes already But he still had the energy to throw a punch a barrage of them maybe just a bunch but something wasn't right it was just a hunch He could evade properly In a weak state, but when he was strong, his reflexes came a bit late There was no logical answer for him to intake and the more he thought of it the more he couldn't think straight Well leave that aside and throw a bolt of lightning about a thousand volts to your opponent and give him a jolt, and make him hop around like a little colt that's how things were supposed to have gone but Shiro tried and couldn't get it done the armored man threw

" we're not sure Alpha Tyler as we said, once the warrior cried out in pain our focus shifted to him " " Men have a sniff around and see if you can find anything, make sure to keep the sample secure, Beta Trevor stay with my men and Alpha Teejan please take me to see the warrior who was hurt and the others that were present, by the way what is the warriors name who was hurt? just so I know how to address him " "oh yes sorry, Ivo his name is Ivo Turke him and his older brother Evo are Seventh generation warriors " " very impressive, well I imagine that injury would do a lot to his pride then "

"Attackkkk!" Everything after that moment happened in a blur. The enemy blindly opened fire, they rained silver bullets on us, ready to kill. Asher fully transformed into Blaze; he was a true beast standing at 6 feet; being a lycan, he could walk on two legs. Picking up an assassin Asher tore his body into two halves with his sharp claws as if it was made from cardboard and not flesh and blood. Visceral snarls, groans and loud growls filled the air as men and wolves collided and then bloodshed began.

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

A visible fear was present in his eyes and he shook in his boots. He’s perfect. I moved faster than light. My claws elongated and I made slashes on his chest. The boy groaned in pain and several gasps filled the room and a roar was heard from Callum. “What the hell did you do?” And just as fast as I launched my first attack. I placed my palm on his chest and a blue hue surrounded the wounded area. Power flowed from my body to his. The ray of blue light faded and when I pulled my palm away from him the wound that once oozed with blood was non existent and the warriors of the Moon Crescent pack were now aware of the power I possess.

Big intimidating man looked like he was ready to shoot his head off if he heard another second of it. One of the three seemed like the more calm one. He was still looking like a lunatic. But a calmer lunatic. He had the same ice blue eyes as Luciano. His dark hair was slicked back and he seemed pretty muscular. He looked like he had gears turning in his head at all times, always thinking. I'm calling him... calm lunatic.