Armor Novels & Stories

Just then, a guy bumped into Kendall and I stumbled backward almost falling down but Kendall caught me by my waist. I saw a guy with black hair and armless top showing the full tattoo he had on both arms, starting from his shoulder to his wrist holding a girl by her waist and two other guys both with tattoo too but the other two have brown hair. "Nice to see you Kendall" the tattoo guy said "Out of my way Jason, I'm not here for a fight" Kendall told the tattoo guy calmly I don't get it, how can he keep his cool in this kind of situation. This guy is challenging him and as the bad boy he is, I expect him to be furious, probably hit him or something

The strength of these three sorcerers was quite strong when compared to ordinary humans. That day Al wore sleeveless armor so that his arm muscles look perfectly curved. His burly body was imprinted on his stretchy armor. He took off his hood and glared at the guest who barged in. His stiff hair stood sharp, towered in Mohawk style, and was dark green. With his masculine jaw, Al looked fierce and strong. He deliberately exposed his muscles to scare his opponent. His red eyes glared ferociously. His tall body emitted an oppressive aura. Al was ready to hit anyone who dared to break into the Brighton area.

Out of nowhere people popped up like comets. That night Ranvijay didn't come back to the room. And she was more than happy with the fact. The room was big and decorated with beautiful and antique things. Wooden furniture and other stuff were really luxurious. She removed her lahenga and all the jewelleries and felt like a feather. Only after removing such heavy weight did she take a breath of relief and go to the couch to sleep. She cleaned the wounds of her hand and put some ointment after picking out the thrones. It was not that deep. She got more wounds during her adventure trips in Italy. She didn't know that all the bangles of her hands were not supposed to be removed. She kept the brac

Sarah scolded, though her eyes were sparkling with excitement. ​I sat on the edge of her plush velvet stool, my hands cold. "I don't know if I can do this, Sarah. I feel like I’m wearing a costume. Back home, the fanciest thing I wore was a sundress for graduation. This... this feels like armor." ​"That’s because it is armor," Sarah said, turning me around to face the mirror.

He smiled at me and chuckled at my statement, he placed his hand in mine, and I melted at the touch. "Alright, tomorrow morning, we will both have picked a companion for each other to take with them, deal?" I nodded my head and smiled, that would work for me, and I knew exactly who I was choosing, if I couldn't have Clarke, then Lewis could. "Oh, also. We've had some armor made for you both of you, out of bulletproof fiber, which also blocks wolf bites, and claws… you’ve also got a pair of steel capped boots for safety, I guess I just think now would be the perfect time to use it, wouldn't you agree, break them in before the main battle.” I nodded my head, and

I thought he loved me. I stood on my feet and put on my underwears. I slipped into the body con gown which barely reached my knees. It stopped at my mid thighs. I picked up my comb and did Justice to my brown curly hair. I tied it up. I slipped into my flat shoes. I stared at myself at the mirror. I look horrible with my puffy eyes from crying. The fact that Lorenzo was the cause of it makes the matter worst. I pulled out the drawer and brought out my makeup kit. I opened it and brought out a moisturizer and used it. I rubbed the mascara and applied a little purple lip stick and applied a lip gloss to make it look shinier.

he said and handed me the bracelet " uhhmm P' do you have a pen and a paper with you," I asked him I need to write something I'm busy writing when I saw the bodyguards of Off outside waiting for him My eyes started to water, I hurriedly wiped it so that Off won't see it " here" I returned the per " Off here" I handed him the box of the bracelet " open it when we arrive home okay," I said We are about to walk out when I stopped him

Swords, daggers, axes, and guns, each sharpened and polished to perfection. Before anything, I focus on protection. I grab a set of lightweight body armor— fabric pads designed to absorb impact while remaining undetectable under clothing. Chest, back, arms, thighs—each piece is strapped into place, offering just enough defense without sacrificing speed. A full suit would slow me down, and I can’t afford that. But these will stop any claws, teeth or worse from inflicting too much damage which will give me an edge.

The pilot takes my luggage out and leaves it on the ground next to my cousin. “You can come out now. I see no danger.” – my cute cousin says through mind-link. And I obey my former alpha-to-be one last time. I had a simple outfit. I chose not to wear the most daring outfits that I like so much. I didn't want to look too modern in my presentation in my pack. The Moon Goddess is my witness to how I like my outfits, but today I'm wearing light blue jeans, ripped above the right knee, a tight white T, which I tucked into my jeans, a jacket the same color as the jeans, that I tied at the waist. It was hot to wear it. White Jordans, a white belt, and finally, my favorite adornments, small round ea

She crossed her arms over her chest and stood glaring at him. She wanted to play it this way, did she? Fine. He dumped the clothes on the pallet and glared back. Removing his sage green Henly, he bared his broad, well-muscled chest and arms. He let her take in his clan's distinctive wolf tattoo covering his left shoulder. Runes of protection adorned his impressive torso, climbing up from the flat plains of his stomach to the slabs of hardened muscle covering his ribs. As he dropped the shirt to the ground, he saw the hint of her pink tongue come out to moisten her lips.