Watchmen Novels & Stories

I wound my way around them, ignoring the shouted profanities as I approached the bullet proof booth, guarding the only entrance through the giant wall. The officer inside looked up, surprised to see someone outside a vehicle. He flashed his torch up to my eyes, making me flinch. Idiot. Didn't he know you didn't need a torch to see the blackened whites of a Taken's eyes? Maybe he was new. He didn't look any older than Burney, though this wannabe man in his grey uniform had a slight shadow where facial hair threatened to ruin his perfectly smooth face. Burney had never made it past a smattering of fluff.

Also, he still believes Whitman was behind the attempt of whatever it was at the house Wisdom was renting. Upstairs in his bedroom Whitman is pacing and cussing about how he's going to kill Beauden and mate with Wisdom. He walks to the window watching her get in the SUV and Beauden gets in beside her. “Son of a bitch I cannot allow you to be her mate. That mark she wears is the mark of a guardian, I have heard many stories that only a powerful person wears it and belongs to an elite pack. I'm not sure what position Wisdom has in the pack but it has to be a high-ranking one.” His phone rings and he says, “Attack tomorrow night.” Whitman hangs up, “Alpha Beauden Ralston You'll see me again soo

"I knew she would freak out," Death says from behind me in an I-Told-You-So sort of tone "Freak out? You just pulled me through a flipping mirror!" I scream at him, as I cross my arms tightly over my chest "I don't have short-term memory loss, I know what I did," he says snottily, crossing his arms back at me "Why I outta," I lift my fist taking a step towards him "Alright, violence will do nothing," a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess.

“I don’t like that.” Ethan smirked. “You don’t like anything.” Rachel shot him a glare. “Yeah, and I’m typically right.” I gripped the armrest. “Vanessa, what the hell is The Watchers Initiative?” Vanessa’s voice changed into strained. “It’s now no longer only a file. It’s a warning.” The pod shook violently as we hit the decreased atmosphere. And then— My telecel smartphone buzzed. An unmarried message. Unknown:“They see you now.”

Suddenly, two guards in the throne room marched forward and kicked the back of the knees of the two Watchmen, causing them to fall on their knees with a painful groan. They frowned at the guards and made to stand up but the guards unsheathed their daggers and immediately positioned them at each of their throats. The Watchmen had looks of shock and confusion as they stared at Regan. When they saw that he wasn't saying anything, it dawned on them that he was the one who ordered them to do what they were doing through mindlink. “Now I'll ask you again and for the last time,” Regan said, repositioning himself on his seat. “Where is

in the wall located in the no-man's-land between the Crescent Moon and Silver River territories. It was neutral ground for the dregs of society rogues, exiles, and humans who knew too much. Smoke hung heavy in the air, smelling of cheap tobacco and stale beer. The music was a throbbing bass line that vibrated the floorboards. We walked in. I kept my head down. Kai walked with a limp he didn't have, disguising his gait. "Back booth," Kai whispered. In the darkest corner of the room sat a man. He was impossibly thin, wearing a suit that looked like it was made of spiderwebs. He wore dark glasses, even in the gloom. His fingers were long, tapping a rhythm on the sticky table. The Weaver. We sl

"But yes. We are going to drug him. But that's not your issue. Just focus on Mr. Wolfe." Chloe frowned as she was dragged towards the doors of the VIP suite. Two males that had shoulders as wide as the door and just as tall as it were guarding the empty hallway. They appeared to just be loitering but as she got close, Chloe could see their eyes watching everything around them. They weren't Nathaniel's men. They were too muscular to be. These were wolves that trained hard to be the ultimate apex predator. They didn't need guns to protect themselves. There was a wildness to them as well, as if they were made of petrichor, earth and rock from the unforgiving mountains. Chloe had the sudden urge

His role is to ensure that the pack is safe by patrolling the territory and watching the movements of the surroundings while they are hunting. Also, Sentinels make sure that the pack members keep themselves out of trouble, and that means no fights break out between visiting werewolves or other pack members, warning them of the rules. However, Murgine is a werewolf, who always committed wrongdoings and didn't reflect on his actions. Adam heard that Murgine had a hit and run accident last year and accidentally killed a woman. But because of his strong connection, he only punished by being locked in his house for months.

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.

Abandoning Phalanx to head to the potion booth. “Who are you?” He asked in his characteristically direct way. The woman’s blue eyes widened, and she reared back. “I’m-I’m-” “You are?” She should be asking why I’m asking. Dimurah would. She’s that fierce. “D-Dorena…” He tipped forward on his front foot. “Do you know what you are?” A Watcher. “I do.” She said fearfully. Terror written over her face. “There’s precious few of you.” He remarked. Giving her a long look. “Be careful. There are those that would corrupt your light.”