Voyager Novels & Stories

She had big brown eyes and eyelashes that didn't seem to stop. When we reached her she held her hand out and said hello my name is scarlet I am the Beta of the blue moon crescent pack, it's nice to meet you. If you follow me we will take you to Alpha Nico. Then two men came up to us and took our bags off us and carried them outside. As soon as I walked out of the airport the heat hits me. I wasn't going to like it here I don't do very well in the heat and I didn't bring any sunglasses with me so until I could get some I will be doing a lot of squinting. They put our bags in the boot and we all climbed into the car where thank God the air con was on. Scarlet climbed in the front.

[Captain Rian looked back and saw her husband and daughter. “Genesis.. Aster.. What are you doing here?” Captain Rian replied. Aster went towards the troops and looked at the open field, she saw that the troops are doing their best to escort the wagon into safety. She looked at her mother as her hands begin to produce blue aura. At that time, Captain Rian just nodded to Aster. “Fifty meters until the rendezvous!” updated by Captain Rian. [Aster pointed her left hand towards the enemies.] “Engage!” Aster’s chant made a bow appear from thin air.

he asked curiously. "Huh, First let me introduce myself. I am Baba Farra Fanga II, teacher of Retter, your father. I know all the ins and outs of your family. Your uncle has a strong ambition to rule the world. In an ancient book, it was written, conquering the world started from Arica City. The people there have great potential to rule the world. This book is known only to the Lochirous family." "Only the descendants of Lochirous who refused to rule the world could gather everyone in the city of Arica. And it's you Noah."

Dalia Grey Vision Nordic lands 650 B.C Bjørn Stormrider was returning from his viking raids and like every other drakkar he had a longship full of loot from his pillagings and an unrelenting hitched to be buried once again in the arms of his wife and daughter

She nearly rolled her eyes but stayed silent—she had no interest in looking anyway. "I'm sorry," the man rushed out, voice trembling. "I caught the scent of a human and didn't realise she was with you." Orion frowned. He hadn't masked his scent or pheromones, and yet this warrior had been unable to recognise him. That could only mean one thing: whatever Malcolm had injected him with was suppressing his scent. The question was, for how long? "What's your name, warrior?" he asked, voice hard. The Lycan shifted uneasily on his feet. "My name is Vega, Alpha."

My vision became blurrier as another wave of searing pain shot through my body. I had to get out. Despite the protests of my body, I forced myself to stand up. Everything was blurry and dizzy. Everything twirled. Everything looked like a mixture of colour in black. "One last time", I told myself, "one last time.... You just have to make it to the next village. Few steps and you'll be okay...." With one limping leg and a burning body, I carried myself. Few more steps... I was panting hard. Almost there...

gigantic metal structure was the work of a man or a god. They combined steel buildings with powerful beams of flame. He didn't know what the engine was for, but he had the feeling that no one was there. Why were they on the mountain of the gods? As they descended, he saw huge metal buildings, each the size of a small island. It was a pile of stainless steel. A large saucer, reminiscent of something we saw in the Steel Temple some time ago, hovered above the gigantic structure. Some of them turned and seemed to face the lightning as it approached. Ragnar blinked and took his armor, unable to take in all the wonders and horrors he had seen. Thunderhawk stopped in midair at one of the large me

I groaned in frustration, grappling with the pain and confusion. The pain reached a crescendo, and in a desperate bid for relief, I released it. The pent-up power surged outward, the sheer force toppling trees in its wake before enveloping me in a shimmering fog. I shut my eyes against the flood of memories carried by the fog, but resistance was futile. I was transported once more, this time into the Alpha's mate.

Determined to be heard, the prospector fell to his knees and went to work. * * * Though still capable of movement, the scout was severely damaged. The artificial intelligence knew that, and took approximate steps. A signal went out, took thirty-six standard time units to reach its destination, and was taken under consideration. The reply was clear: "Region the fleet". The scout broke orbit, accelerated away, and entered hyperspace. The Vamoos waited till the predator was gone, fired his sublight drive, and began the long journey home. It would take the better part of three unproductive years. The Committee would be most unhappy. Far/Fetcher sighed, adjusted his various bladders, and began a

​The jump back to Earth didn't feel like a voyage; it felt like a collapse of time. The Vane’s Legacy II didn't scream through the void this time. It glided, the "Void-Bark" hull humming a low, ancient song that harmonized with the breathing of the crew.