World Breaker Hulk Novels & Stories

The first visible sign of barrier destabilization appeared three weeks after the Continental Gathering. A warrior named Derek was on border patrol when reality simply split open in front of him. Not a Void tear. Not a portal. Just a crack, like glass breaking, showing multiple versions of the same forest overlaid on top of each other. "It lasted maybe ten seconds," Derek reported, his voice shaking. "I could see three different forests at once. One looked normal. One was dead, all the trees grey and twisted. And one was so bright it hurt to look at it."

“A scent like yours… it’s enough to drive a wolf mad.” Just as his filthy hand was about to touch Lily’s face, the glass doors of the cafe shattered inward from a massive force. Julian burst in like a black hurricane. Behind him were his Beta, Ryan, and two of his most elite Gamma warriors. A world-ending wave of Alpha power slammed into the room. The five Rogues’ legs gave out, and they collapsed to their knees instinctively. “Let them go,” Julian’s voice was colder than a Siberian blizzard. The scarred man immediately released Lily, his hands shooting up. “Alpha Blackwood! We didn’t mean to offend your woman!”

The Omega's eyes once again closed as he began chewing, and he lightly hummed. “He's adorable, Thaddeus,” Zendaya said through the link, and the Alpha's heart swelled. The Alpha only made it halfway through his sandwich before he felt a warrior desperately pressing against the link, and he opened it. The Alpha's body tensed when the warrior said a rogue breached the West border by the river. “He ran through Alpha Michael's territory first, and they're still chasing him. I'm right behind them, but that sucker's fast!” He said, sounding out of breath.

He shouted and kicked the huge vase. I just shrank myself in the side of my bed while crying. "His pheromones are everywhere! I hate it I fucking hate it!" Colton's anger roared through the room like a storm. The sound of breaking objects filled the space as he wreaked havoc, his rage clouding everything around him. My body trembled uncontrollably as I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to make myself as small as possible, hiding from his fury. Each crash of glass or shattering ceramic sent waves of panic through me, making me flinch with every violent movement he made.

He had to make his presence known, he needed help. He grabbed his phone and quickly tried to call Luna. One ring, two, three...she didn't pick up. She must have had it turned off. He felt an extremely strong pain in his chest. This couldn't be happening. He always managed to control his attacks well, why not now? He picked up an object from the modular and threw it hard against the ground. Taking another, he smashed it to pieces. He needed to be heard. *** -What happened to dad? -Portia asked as Luna drove her back home.

Ngumisi siya ng nakakaloko at tinignan si Hugo na papalapit. "Sinong Prinsipe Hugo?" Tanong ni Marc at ngumisi. Tinignan siya ng masama ni Hugo at tumingin saakin. "Ako na magbabayad" iniabot niya saakin ang isang daan. Nginitian ko siya at napabaling kay Marc na ngising-ngisi Konti na lang talaga at mag aassume ako na nerereto niya si Hugo saakin. Pero imposible naman.

"Brandur is one. You remember he is called The Destroyer?" She fought back the gratifying smile that tugged at her lips with his growing unease. Maybe she could scare him enough into abandoning his plan and tell her where baby Brand was before the wolves caught up to them. "And they are not just regular wolves," she continued. "They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea."

The defenseman he had collided with stumbled backward, pale-faced and shaken. "I didn't mean…" "Move!" The coach barked. The arena suddenly felt too quiet. Leon lay curled on the ice, one hand gripping his leg. His jaw was clenched so tightly that a vein bulged along his neck. Blood stained the ice beneath him. A thin crimson trail. Noa's stomach dropped. For a moment he couldn't breathe. The sight didn't make sense. Leon was always standing, fighting, and looking annoyingly untouchable. Seeing him broken on the ice felt

Outside the window, the collapse of the world intensified. Skyscrapers fell one after another. The ground split open with massive cracks, where rivers of molten lava gushed out, staining half the sky a burning red. The wind howled violently. Rain poured down in sheets. Hailstones crashed against everything in sight. The entire world was shaking and falling apart. The cries of people grew fainter and fainter until they eventually disappeared completely. Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster.

The silence in the deep-level command center wasn't the sound of peace; it was the sound of a countdown ticking inside the tectonic plates. Above us, the GBCA’s orbital monitors were no longer tracking targets. They were calculating seismic yield. The "Iron Rain" kinetic rods had been replaced by something far more final: the Crust-Breaker. A high-velocity tungsten-carbide warhead designed to burrow three miles into the bedrock and detonate a localized magma-trigger, turning the entire valley—and the Rebirth City fortress—into a bubbling, radioactive lake of molten slag.