Beast Machines Vehicons Novels & Stories

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

The man met Damian’s eyes through the gap and lifted a gloved hand. “Cavendish,” he said in a voice like gravel. “You always were predictable.” Damian’s reply was not words. It was motion. He lunged forward with the ferocity of a man who had been hollow and then refilled with righteous blood. The mercenary he held went down. The other pushed toward the door, and Cole slammed a strike that echoed in the tin. But the armored vehicle wasn’t a barrier against bullets. Panels split, vents hissed—and from the belly of the machine, a drone rolled out. It was squat and fast and moved like a hunting beetle. It took the air, and then the container suddenly filled with a sound like a swarm.

"It’s a custom-built Hennessey Mammoth 6x6, but with the Resurgence touch. Level 7 ballistic armor, a self-contained oxygen system, and a deployable drone swarm for aerial reconnaissance. It’s our mobile command center, and it’s virtually indestructible." He then moved down the line, showcasing the individual vehicles for each team member, each one a masterpiece of customization. For Baron Vance, a Rolls-Royce Phantom 'Sovereign Edition'. Finished in a deep, iridescent obsidian that shifted to violet in the light, it was fully armored but maintained its peerless luxury. Customizations included a secure communication suite integrated into the rear cabin and a hidden compartment for a Quinton-

The growling is loud enough to make the ground shake , he is out for blood . Within a second both my brothers are in their beasts and standing by my side . Ratniks beast is as tall as mine but not as built as mine; he has a grey stripe running the length of his body . It's Gideons beast that catches me by surprise as it has been so long since I have seen it . His beast is just a slight bit taller than both ours but again is not as bulky as mine , and has a blue tint running through his whole coat. As soon as they both nod to let me know they are ready I let out a howl and take off with them closely on my heel …

Bella asks. That’s when I went into full detail on what they were. One of them was a man who wore a big hat with a white and blue robe, no pupils in his eyes, and looked to be in his late forties. There was also a woman with six arms, blue skin, red lips and eyeliner. She looked to be Indian or Persian. Another one had a dog head with golden Egyptian style clothing. Another man had a deer skull on his head, red eyes, leafy undergarments, and a brown tunic. Another man had an eye patch, golden armor, a spear with a diamond point, jewels of different colors and a gray beard. The last man had white hair, a white beard, a golden and white tunic, brown laced shoes, and no pupils in his eyes. “Dam

How pompous! As we made our way through the showroom, Xavier's arm wrapped around my waist making me feel giddy all of a sudden. My full attention was suddenly drawn to the shining cars on display. I couldn't help but admire the latest model of Bugatti, the Bugatti Chiron Super Sport 300+! It is my dream car, it has everything that I ever needed. It is a hyper car that can accelerate from zero to sixty mph in just three seconds. What's more?! It is equipped with advanced technologies, including a digital instrument cluster, touchscreen infotainment system, and various driver-assistance features. I gushed at the car and I silently made a promise that I would save enough money and come back to

Harrison nodded, tapping the hologram. "A convoy leaves the Aegis Manufacturing Plant at 03:00 hours. It’s carrying a shipment of Mark IV sonic dampeners and a prototype batch of 'Null-Heads', armor-piercing rounds designed to penetrate the very shields Silas gave the Vanguard. If we get those, we can arm the Bloodhounds for the European extraction." "And the security?" I asked. "Heavy," Harrison admitted. "But they’re overconfident. They aren't expecting a ghost pack to hit them in the blind spot of the Mag-Lev tunnels."

It looked like a trapped storm. This was the source of the Council’s power. They had figured out how to distill the "Beast" energy from the Thorne blood and put it into a machine. It was a crime against nature. "Target identified," a voice said behind me. I turned. A man in a gold-trimmed uniform was standing on the platform. He didn't have armor, but his eyes were a bright, artificial red. He was one of the Elders’ personal guards—a man who had been "enhanced" by the machines.

Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone. Broad shoulders. Deep-cut abs. A V-line that should’ve been illegal. My mouth literally fell open. Xavier leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, towel tightening around his waist. A slow, sinful smirk curved his lips. “Looking for me, sweetheart?”

I say. He rewinds it, playing it slower, frame by frame. “Go after the impact.” I say, the truck pulls away, fast Like nothing happened. “Enhance it,” the hacker's fingers move quickly. Image sharpens, and then details become clearer, and the truck model becomes clearer. “That's a Collins - series Obsidian,” he mutters, "I know that. “ Military-grade reinforcement.” I lean forward slightly, eyes narrowing, “How many exist?” “Fifty, maybe less , all the registered,”