Armor Novels & Stories

she answers quietly, and I look back out at the champions. The Glortinon looks nice. His hair is blonde and he has a good four inches on the dangerous looking Frole. "Have faith in your champion, Fiadh. He seems strong and confident, and even if he doesn't win...I am sure your feelings for him won't change, right? So that means no matter what, you know who you want. The Kea technology can heal just about anything. He will be fine. They are soldiers," Krystal says softly to ease Fiadh and I can't help but nod along with her words.

I sat back in my chair and took a look at his appearance. He was 5’11 and had dark brown hair, and light brown eyes. He was taller than me of course but I was used to taller men. I never really saw him in regular clothes because his job required him to be in the operating room the majority of the time, so I had no clue what he looked like outside of work. Karsyn always said she would love to see him naked but that wasn’t an image I wanted to imagine. Of course that was then but as he continued to talk I observed him as he leaned on my door. I noticed that while he was of average build he had well-defined muscles.

I walk into the house and I go straight to the bedroom to put her down on the bed. Placing the covers over her I tuck her in. I kiss her forehead and I leave the room. I jog back to my car, start the engine, and speed back to the compound Amari POV: Waking up I feel something warm and wet on my head removing it I see that it's a washing cloth that was probably doused in warm water. Sitting up straight I pull down the covers to see I'm wearing a white 1940's nightdress. “What the hell” I whisper in confusion. I move my leg and a bell rings. Looking down I see that my foot is attached to some sort of thread and a bell. I almost start to panic but Shadow walks into the room quick enough for me

He was speechless,there was nothing he could say to defend himself. Somehow he noticed she was only picking the loose gowns in her wardrobe. "I thought we were over this",he commented. Pulling himself up. "What're you doing?" He tried to stop her but Aisha threw him a disdainful look. She continued. "Don't do that,don't go back to wearing loose gowns just cause you think that's what people think of you. That your body is the only think they see about you"

After putting in my locker combination and taking out the sad looking textbook, I hadn't even gotten the chance to close my locker, when I was pushed against it, hard. I hissed out in pain while rubbing the back of my head. I turned around and surprise surprise, it was miss Universe giving me her pageant-worthy smile (note the sarcasm). " well what have I done to deserve your blessings today? " I asked in a bored tone while adding an eye roll which only infuriated her more "Stay away from Chris" she spat as her light body swayed from the force "He.Is.Mine" she said emphasizing each word of the last part.

He went down to the ring and sat on the chair on the side of the ring. Astra saw him immediately when she returned. She has finished answering the second call. The woman looked at him with disgust. Who wouldn't be disgusted with him, seeing his sitting on the chair? All members of OMARE CORPs were able to practice martial arts and wield various types of weapons for protection against enemies. She is still a capable woman and her physique is very strong. Astra grinned as she walked towards him. When he saw the woman smiling, he quickly stood up and it would have been appropriate for Astra to return to the ring when she speaks.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

“You are not lost. I know you’re fighting—please, let my light guide you back.” The force within her grew stronger by the second, and the glow around her intensified. It spilled over into the corridor, weaving a shield of radiant energy that pushed back the oppressive dark. Slowly, the wild tendrils of corruption that had begun to coil around Magnus’s form seemed to hesitate, recoiling as if in the presence of something pure and unbreakable.