War Machine Mark 5 Novels & Stories

“Let’s get down to business. Let me show you what I’ve found to suit your requirements. You asked for something, high performance, fast and powerful, right?” “Yes! I want the best. I can’t go to the customer with a loot. He looks to us for the best. What’s not on the market? Isn’t that normal?” I opened the laptop that was connected to a video projector. I put the image on the wall to get a good view of what I was showing him. So I took a deep breath, then told her the story. “You have in the picture the weapon nicknamed the eagle. That’s what we call it. It’s the GM 5, the improved version of the GM 4.”

Phil grinned slightly and nodded. "Did you heal her face scars?" He asked bluntly and Faelon nodded. "I'd fix her vision as well if the humans wouldn't treat her as a medical experiment," he answered. Phil tucked his wings away before buttoning up his shirt. "Have you seen how she looked without scars?" Phil asked curiously. Faelon shook his head not caring. He didn't judge a person by what their outer appearance showed. Phil continued, "she was gorgeous and so deeply in love with Vincent. I can't imagine anyone breaking through that. Especially since she carries his mark." Faelon exhaled deeply and told Phil he didn't care about her mark and would stand by his oath.

He taunted me and I remained silent. The cocky motherfucker was always a good mind reader. He chuckled wickedly. "That will never happen but right now I have another task for you and I don't want any mistakes. Is that clear soldier?" I nodded quietly, unable to form a single sentence because of the pain I was in. A normal person would have passed out by now or even died but the dark tide trained us to surpass any kind of torture. "My Intel has just spotted Lain navier edevane in the woods and it's safe to say that he has taken the bait just like I expected him to."

I said, wiping my face with the back of my hand. He continued petting his dog before rising to level with us. "Where are you guys heading? You should have evacuated by now." "Evacuated?" Mark asked. "Yeah." He kept smiling. The worn-out figure in his army uniform had a beard sprawling like an overgrown bush across his neck. Mid-50s, maybe. His tired eyes betrayed the weariness that lurked beneath. "Well, I walked into war in Wyoming not knowing what I was fighting against. This."

He offered a polite smile, though his eyes darted around the room like he wasn’t sure he should be here. “I thought the case was closed,” I added quietly. He shook his head. “That’s what I came to talk to you about.” He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small folder. “I requested a re-examination of the evidence. The marks we found… they weren’t consistent with any weapon or animal I’ve seen before.” My stomach tightened. He continued, voice lowering. “The lab said the wounds were animal-like, but not quite. Something about the bite radius didn’t match any known species.”

"They're under pack protection!" "The pack is weak," the first man said. "And these two... they're special, aren't they? We can smell it on them. Bloodline this pure, this strong—they'll fetch a high price. Or maybe we'll just kill them. Send a message." Everything happened so fast after that. Ava's mother shifted—there was no other word for it. One moment she was human, the next she was a massive wolf, silver-gray and snarling. She launched herself at the nearest attacker, and chaos erupted.

she said crossing her arms. “Depends who you talk to. Some think 25, others not so much.” Daniel shook his head. “In human years I am over 5,000. I've trained years for a pending war everyone feared would happen sometime soon,” he said looking at Abey. “I've been with Abey throughout her lifetimes. She has seen many wars, felt many pains, and seen even more death and torture.”

They knew that but still sent a declaration of war. “Commander, what should we do?” Hearing Nolan's question, Ezra calmly replied, "Wait for them to come." "This…?" Windy suspected that she had misheard, so she asked again. “I want to know the purpose of the person who came to declare war.” Ezra knew very well what he was doing and what he was in, and the better he knew what he was doing. Nolan and Windy had confidence in Ezra so they didn't ask any more questions or say anything more. The most important thing for a Wolf when facing a battle is to trust his leadership.

“To be honest, I don’t really remember what I screamed. It was a little before… “Of course, a huge beast is rushing after you. I can’t even imagine how it is - a wolf puts a mark on a person, - Marta threw up her hands. - Huge mouth and thin neck! “It was more fun when she marked him,” Ba said. All the women, except those who joined us later, laughed. I was at that wedding ceremony, but I already remember the details very badly. "His mark healed much faster," Lark grumbled, adjusting the collar of his shirt to hide the bite mark. No matter how many years passed, it was still clearly visible. Wangity label, true pair label.

Mark ordered “I will sir” The two set out for their journey to New York City.