Wof Nightwing Base Novels & Stories

There was a full bathroom installed next door for the times where father would spend days living in his office. Thick patches of forest were scattered throughout Washington and Oregon. I made a note of all the ones perfect for providing cover. Hovering over my shoulder, Jada stabbed her finger down onto the coordinates we marked. “I looked it up, and it says there’s a military base there. A human military base. It has to be some kind of cover so Phineas can keep doing his fucked-up experiments.” I mulled over her words, then nodded. “It’s smart. He clearly picked the location for a reason. Oregon and Washington are both on neutral territory. If Phineas were to get caught, it would take signi

All of us wanted to destroy it and its leader. Pulling up to base, we unloaded our gear and parked the van in the garage out back. Our base was a warehouse building disguised as an elite gym. In the front was Domino’s Gym, owned by Chief. In the back of the warehouse, was all the government equipment we could ask for. To patrons, our team all worked at the gym. Badger was in charge of martial arts and kickboxing classes, while Buddha was in charge of weight training and yoga classes. Arrow and Chief ran self defense classes and helped oversee operations

Zinnia responded with her middle finger, mouthing so many curses you’d think I’d actually tried to kill her. I gave her a light smirk and walked to my car, driving off to the base. ** The base was our center of operations. It stood in the middle of the city, right inside an abandoned library. Only a few people knew of its existence. Its position gave us room to have eyes and ears everywhere, and finally, after six years of being gone, I could make use of it again. I guess being back home wasn’t so bad. I marched inside, pushing through the rubble of what was left of the library. I made my way through until I reached a door. Leaning down slightly, I let the device scan my retinas before final

Cavalier had information he needed and a view into the facility that even Anya and Sharone wouldn’t have known to make note of. The drive to the pack headquarters in the center of the compound wasn’t a long one. The valley was nearly two hundred acres of pristine grassland and rising, centuries-old cotton-woods, pines and oak. They sheltered the cabins and buildings within, and deep beneath the base of the mountains that rose above them was a command center rivaled only by the Felines or the American government itself. It took time, though, to clear Security in the main building of the headquarters. An elevator ride took them down to the bowels of the base, and then they had another drive th

My Beta howled to communicate with the rest of our pack members and Nick's men. We agreed that some of us would remain in our human form to secure our enemies later. It would be hard for us to bind them and take them to our hideout here in Zenith, located inside the Winner estate on the farthest side of Nick's property. I am sure Victoria has never been there.

Hiding from prying eyes, he turned into a raven and, with his wings wide open enough, rose into the air. “Do you think a visiting girl walking alone in the company of a crow circling above her will attract less attention?” the witch quipped. “We go there,” she craned her neck, looking out from behind tall currant bushes. The pungent odor tickled his nostrils. - Hm. She turned off the beaten path, lost in the dense thickets. - Convenient, don't you think? The raven croaked in confirmation. On a hillock overlooking the town, there was a base, protected by a high concrete fence. A narrow road, for two cars, led to it, and bright spotlights burned around the perimeter around the clock. “Where th

A state of the art projector was located overhead and the screen was already drawn, ready for the presentation later. They were currently in Tactica’s Base Two, a private compound located in the southern part of Hypnosia City. This facility would take a forty-five minute trip to reach. It also served as the training ground for their protection staff and housed some of them as well as their investigators who didn’t want to be drowned in the city noise. Their data collection base was also located here, so, this place was private and secured from prying eyes both offline and online.

“They thought God sent powers through the white wolf. An abomination.” “Understood.” “Daddy.” “Yes.” “I have two more stripes.” “I know. This is war, Esmerelda.” “Sleep, baby girl. We got you.” Ghost kissed my head, relaxing my angst. “What base are we going to?” “We have a special forces training facility in the Appalachian Range- the area between Osterhout and Miller Mountains.” “Okay.” The hum of the tank-like SUV lulled me to sleep. The stress of my capture and imprisonment had exhausted me, and the safety of my family relaxed my core.

The cold night air carried with it the faint hum of the city, but Amara could hear nothing except the frantic rhythm of her own heart. Her leather boots pressed soundlessly against the wet pavement as she crouched in the shadow of a derelict warehouse on the southern edge of the docks. Ahead, a fortress disguised as rusted steel and silence loomed before her—the lion’s den. Lorenzo’s base.

A twitch of a muscle sent a wolf gliding over a crater lip like a ghost. "The gravity... it’s making the shift twitchy," one of the guards muttered, his jaw lengthening and retreating in a jagged, unstable cycle. "Control it," Victor barked. His own blood was boiling. The White Alpha power was confused by the lack of atmosphere, the energy sparking off his skin in tiny, frantic arcs of white fire. They reached the base of the spire. It wasn't just stone. It was a hive. Transparent tubes snaked across the ground, filled with a glowing blue fluid. And inside the base of the tower, visible through reinforced glass, were the pods. Thousands of them.