Novel & Cerita Big Mac X Shining Armor

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Isolde brushed away the crumbs from his mouth with such care. The two of them looked so close, like they were in their own little world where no one else could step in. I tried to ignore the twist in my stomach and was about to walk away when a bunch of assassins in black jumped out of nowhere. I stepped back, asking them, "Who are you guys? What do you want?" The assassins looked at each other and then ran straight for me. Their hands gripped weapons with dark, poisoned blades—the same deadly poison that had hurt my dad!

Micah leans in and kisses me passionately and then whispers in my ear, ‘I don’t think I could ever get enough of you, my sweet Lylah,’ I blush and lean against his chest as we slowly sway for the rest of the song. Everyone applauds, and we sit and gather at the long tables. Beth has cooked up a storm. Not an inch of the table is bare. The whole table is covered with platters and trays full of food. ‘Micah,’ my Dad says, ‘Alpha Maximus,’ he replies respectfully.

skin. It was ridiculous. It was glorious. The armor was polished gold with glowing blue runic etchings. Massive pauldrons shaped like lion heads sat on his shoulders, breathing digital steam. Every time he moved, little sparkles of light trailed behind him like fairy dust. "You look like a disco ball had a baby with a tank," Jinx laughed. She was sitting on the edge of the holographic table, her avatar swinging its legs. She was wearing her new "Shadow-Stalker" set—sleek, violet leather with a hood that trailed smoke and a mask that displayed a shifting 8-bit emote. Currently, it was a xD face.

Merigold says. He learns to hug her when she puts her hands on his chest " Hold that thought there is more." He reaches on the box and pulls out a large cloth bag, opening the bag he pulls out a brand new metallic black helmet. His jaw drops as he turns it in his hand. The helmet is detailed with a hand-painted tank with smoke coming out of the gun that forms the word Enforcer. The tank itself even has our Mc name and symbol on it. You can tell a lot of work went into it.

Mark snapped out of his trance when he saw 2Pac approaching him. 2Pac glided through the flames, and it seemed like he was walking in slow motion. The metal man’s eyes still shined brightly, like high beams on a Ferrari. Mark’s skin became chilled when he saw how 2Pac didn’t have a scratch on his gleaming, armored body. The fire didn’t affect 2Pac’s shirtless metal physique. The blast didn’t even affect the light diodes in his high-resolution eyes. This was not good since the explosion compromised the integrity of Mark’s exoskeleton suit.

ALPHA MAX CHAPTER 22: "This is heaven, bro!" Giovanni exclaimed looking at the buffet with a serious stare. "You can eat, you know." Max said in boredom, he only desired to grab his mate attention but right now her attention is only with Mia, she was stealing his mate and he didn't like that, not at all. "Of course! And Blaze picked an XL pack of pads for me!" Mia laughed with Jayla who was out of breath. "That's enough for 'Blaze embarrassing time'." Blaze rolled his eyes.

LAYLA STARED AT the red vehicle while her heart was starting to beat erratically. No, she shook her head with a realization, she was just being paranoid. It was obviously a different and bigger car. She still was looking at the car when a woman and a boy—probably mother and child—approached the car. The backseat door opened and the two climbed inside the car. Layla watched the car moved away before she continued walking. She went to the gate, showed her ID and strolled inside. She had been working here, one of the largest TV networks in the country, for more than two years now. The tallest building in the compound had ten floors and on its highest floor, at the north side of the building, yo

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

In the center of the room stood Marcus. He was leaning against a high table, his back to us, but the moment we stepped in, his head turned sharply. His eyes gleamed with a cold, calculating intensity that made my skin crawl. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me, as if he were measuring every part of me—every weakness, every flaw, every secret.