Xenoblade Chronicles Mechonis Novels & Stories

a blinding and terrible light all over the place due to the crystaline nature of the battleglass. This particular radiance was slowing their work down. "Chairman Nueman, can't you control the reflecting enchantment of the battleglass, this is another hindrance. Basiton is in great darkness plus out experimental dog [Test monkey] escaped, tch!" "You mean, Modret? That lad is smart. Smarter than his age, don't you see... he's so small." Levia commented pumping an obsidian air sac. Mechanically, the Canvas was ran by power services and mechanical handtech! So currently the scrunching of iron and and clicking of metals which held most of the pala foul where it is needed.

Then something colder. “I’ll be there.” He ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket. “What happened?” I asked. He looked at me. “Rowan found an old visitor’s ledger.” “And?” He hesitated for only a second. “Adrian Cross signed into Crescent Pack twenty-three times.” I frowned. “That doesn’t make sense.” “It gets worse.” His eyes stayed locked on mine. “The last recorded visit…” His voice became quieter. “…was the day before you became Luna.”

I said with a frown, it was a normal ruby that was cut in a heart shape, nothing out of the ordinary, I saw her frown too like she was just realizing the same thing, it was just too expensive for something so ordinary “I would immediately refund the money to my majesty” She said as she gave a small bow to me “Keep it,it was a present anyway” I said as I dropped it on the table and walked away leaving her perplexed and shocked at the present The maid helped me button up my robe as she tried not to stare at my chest “You can leave” I soas coldly and didn't even spare her a glance “Call Xavier” I said as she hurried off immediately Tapping my hands on the table in front of me,my eyes stared int

That alone was an answer. Her chest collapsed. The hooded man smiled like a predator. “See? Even your beloved Alpha can’t outrun blood. He is ours, Luna. He was shaped by us, long before you ever touched him. And now—” He gestured lazily to the chains biting Nicole’s wrists. “Now he returns to where he belongs.” Something inside Brian snapped. He lunged, faster than any of the soldiers could react. His fist connected with the hooded man’s jaw, sending him sprawling into the dirt. The camp erupted in chaos.

“I don’t like this.” Firing again, I just couldn’t shake the feeling we were missing something. “They don’t want us showing up tomorrow.” I growled as I fired again. We were holding our own with Brett and I as backups. “LUNA!” One guy came running back. “50ish rogues approaching from behind us!” “FUCK!” Cade screamed, and I could hear the engine roar. “We have a grenade launcher?” He said, looking unsure. “Where? Go get it.” I demanded. He took off in a sprint.

Krona stammered perplexed on how this boy happened to appear from what seemed nowhere. “He scaled the bloody wall!” Gravland chimed in. Another two COG's attacked, both Drykator and Krona blocked with their shields, slashed with their swords and kicked their feet from under them, both COG stumbled, tripped and fell from the ledge. Krona breathed heavily, spitting blood from a cut on his lip “Who are you?” he exclaimed. Drykator not taking his eyes from the army, spoke smoothly and evenly “I am Drykator Epsonstar, son of Durroc Epsonstar”

For a while everything remained as it was, everyone as they were, until Morana sprinted towards Nox. She stretched out her palms towards his bleeding shoulders. Purple beams of light erupted from her palms pressing against his exposed skin, flesh, bones, veins and nerves, burning their ends to stop their bleeding. “Capt—” Nox groaned, clenching his jaws. Morana panted. Blood trained down the claw wounds on her neck. “No one touches what’s mine…” Mizkeal ran his fingers into his hair. “Not without my permission. Especially not a lowborn.” Christian obscured Mizkeal from my vision, standing before me.

Leo shouted from the far end of the spiral. He ran back, carrying a sphere that pulsed with a dark, rhythmic violet light—the same color as the star in the moon. "It’s a record from the Ninth Cycle," Leo said, his eyes wide. "It says the Chronos-Silver wasn't meant to be a weapon. It was a bridge. It was used to keep the Alphas from the past connected to the future. But the Weaver corrupted the formula". He tapped the sphere, and a holographic image of the Chronicler appeared—but she looked younger, her silver eyes filled with an ancient grief.

And I was sure that whoever this was definitely wasn't here looking for me. My thoughts caught up with me once he started speaking, confirming my fears. "Bow before the King, Alpha Kieran Graves of the Thornhaven Pack." A man announced. Damn it. We all did as we were told, my eyes not once leaving the ground. This was bad. If he figured out that it was me he slept with, me he marked and then realised that I had no wolf I would be banished or worse killed. I did not want to die. Not now.

Viktor looked at me as if wondering when I’d answer it since it was ringing nonstop. “I’d rather not answer. We can carry on with whatever we are here for,” I answered as I turned the cell phone off and turned my attention fully back to him. “This is the story of how Eclipseborn came to be,” he said as he turned on the light near the drawing board on the wall. “Alexandra was a rogue from the Stormfield pack. He was banished after he had tried to dethrone Alpha Vlad. This led to a great war, and the rogue king came to fight beside him since he was part of his rogue pack. But he was unsuccessful when the Luna interfered. She was way too strong, and Alexandra lost to her. The rogue king vanishe