Vulcan Novels & Stories

asked Luthor laughing, “Vultures aren’t predators” “I know but that’s what I have been calling him in my head” I explain. “I can't call him something like the eagle. That’s far too cool and bird for that guy” Luthor is just laughing and Alex and Peter look confused. “Moving on” said Avery with no subtly. “So, we all agree, tomorrow morning, Nova testifies."

Roman asked me like someone who is always annoying, and I sighed deeply, throwing the book away at the wall, making him jump out of fright. "Can you shut the fuck up?!" I snapped angrily at him, he huffed and pouted like a deadass grumpy child. "Hey, I protected the princess, as you said." Ashton came into my library place with his undercover face, he changed as he passed a hand over his face, then returned to his usual face. His power is basically copying and changing his face into an undercover, useful for spying, Roman is skilled in flying and moving quickly like a flash while I can do whatever I want with a flick of my finger like disappearing, telekinesis, looking into someone memories.

All I have to offer are baggage, anxieties of different kinds, and just generally uncool. “I’m working on a character that boxes.” “Really?” “Hm. His name is Vulcan. A boxing champion that fell from glory. He has to fight the bad guys to save the day–shit, that’s a huge spoiler. Don’t repeat that anywhere else.” “I am honored to know something Daniel doesn’t.” That makes me chuckle. “Don’t smile at me like that.” he says, “Like what?” “Like that.” “You wanted me to smile before!” “And now it’s messing with my head.”

A great fog arose and few seconds later, where numerous bats flew, stood Four men and a woman. "Son! Glad you could make it." She said, blurring towards him, wrapping him up in a warm hug, which was quite strange, for vampires were cold and could never radiate heat from their bodies–but yet again, do not underestimate the power of motherly love. "Mother. Father. How long has it been? A decade or two?" He shrugged. "Marcellus, one would never know why you avoid home." A much younger looking emo guy with piercings and tattoos said.

And Aranjo doesn't need a veil to meet Ara. Aranjo pushed hard against the wooden door of the room and ran inside. Her eyes looked all over the room looking for Ara's whereabouts. But she did not find Ara, but Aranjo was very surprised when she met directly with a God she did not know. Aranjo took a few steps back and with a surprised look, Aranjo said, " Who are you? And where is Ara?" Vulcan, the God of Fire is fascinated with the beauty of Aranjo. As expected, the Goddess was very stunning and the decision was right to marry the Goddess.

Vulcan said smiling widely like a school boy who got a kiss from his long time crush. " Hi. " we said in unison and smiled. Vulcan didn't really stay long with us giving us more time to get to know each other. It felt so nice being in a girl's company for a change, I can't even remember the last time I talked to one. " So what are you? " she asked. "I know Vulcan's a vampire but I don't know what you are. " " oh, I'm a werewolf, what are you? " " Some say we're witches but we're just blessed with the gift of vision and healing and we are friends with dragons. "

"Charging primary Void-Cannon. Targeting the Kunlun-Ark." The center of the obsidian nightmare began to glow with a blinding, concentrated violet light. A beam of that size wouldn't just break the Dome; it would vaporize the mountain and drill to the planet's core. "Scarlett, that cannon is going to melt us!" Caleb roared over the comms, tearing a Void-Hound in half with his bare, rune-enhanced hands. Scarlett stared at the gathering energy in the sky, her amber eyes reflecting the deadly violet light. "Not if we break their firing sequence."

The descent into the Grenadines was no longer a flight into a "Green Hell." As the Vane Foundation’s VTOL (Vertical Take-Off and Landing) craft broke through the perpetual violet mist surrounding Isla de Sombra, the island revealed its transformation. It was no longer a jagged, defensive scar in the ocean; it was a gleaming lung of glass and obsidian.

I snarled, grabbing the barrel of explosives and shoving it deep into the fissure I had just created in the bedrock. "Valerius took my Luna. He took my heart out of my chest. I will crack this entire mountain in half." I scrambled up the side of the crater, my boots slipping on the loose earth. "Light it!" I commanded. A Vanguard archer loosed a flaming arrow directly into the fissure. I threw myself flat against the frozen mud just as the valley violently detonated once more. The sound was deafening, a localized earthquake that shook the towering obsidian walls of the

Dea mused. "Silver and wolfsbane, also known as aconite," the answer was out before I could think about it. I trusted Dea not to use that information against me. Maybe that was foolish of me but I wanted her to see me and my weaknesses so she could see that I trusted her enough to be vulnerable around her. In turn, she could do the same.