Fantasy Mech Novels & Stories

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

He looked around to see if anyone else had noticed his observation, but they appeared to be engrossed in their individual battle. When all of Nikjin’s creatures were all dead, Vak shook his fur to rid himself of his enemies’ blood. He was a bit disappointed that the fight had ended so quickly because he still had enough energy to destroy another one hundred beasts even if they attacked him all at once. He was even more disappointed that his evil brother wasn’t among these carcasses because that would have made this victory even sweeter and ultimately indicate the end of this useless war. “Keep your eyes peeled for surprise attacks,” said the Prime Alpha. “There could be more of them hiding i

It buzzed and shimmered as though made from light. Gently, Astrapi pulled her away. “He’s not real, Ilyria,” he said, not letting her go, holding her tight to him as though he knew, understood. “An enchantment?” she said, her voice choked with sorrow. “No,” he said, “It’s mechanics. And anything mechanical was created by the Nemachi. We all used their infernal gadgets and devices and flying bits and pieces. Until we understood the cold cruelty that lay behind their toys. Remember how I was tricked at the Nemachi air fortress? It's the feint again.”

Shantal hears the sky crackle loudly, almost thunderous, and looks up to see four blue dots, all in a line, fall from the sky. Shantal hears the sky crackle loudly, almost thunderous, and looks up to see four blue dots, all in a line, fall from the sky.The ground shakes and cracks as another mech appears, this one with a large machine gun on its back. The chest of the new mech opens, revealing a solider that Shantal has felt like she's seen before, but gets a headache when thinking about it too much.

On its shoulder was a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Antipersonnel Chaingun, which loaded directly from an ammunition pack on the mecha’s back. Xylo was in her own mecha, a B-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Phantom” Mechanized Infiltrator. Its paint scheme was dark blues on smoke grays, in a pattern meant for nighttime incursions. On its shoulder was an A-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Executor” Sniper Cannon. Each of them wielded a C-ranked Federal Shipyards Machine Pistol, which was paired with a B-ranked Federal Shipyards “Citadel” Tower Shield. “It almost feels like we’re bullying them,” said Freya.

Its chassis was scarred by silver-salt corrosion, and its single searchlight eye swept the room with a frantic, stuttering blue pulse. Kael had abandoned the primary server farm. He had compressed his entire consciousness into the mech’s primitive, isolated processor. He was no longer a ghost in the wires. He was a ghost in the machine. The mech’s metal feet crunched through the silver mercury on the floorboards, leaving deep, jagged gouges in the obsidian. It stopped inches from my throne. The smell of hot grease and sparking wiring filled the stagnant air, clashing with the smell of my own stone decay.

RHYS REDMOND Asking Kira to be my fiancée has to be one of the worst mistakes I have ever made. I didn't lie about her not being my type—I prefer women who don't work for me. In all the years I have worked at Phoenix Industries, I have never dipped my pen in company ink. In fact, I don't even go out with women from the same industry.

The shield was protecting my clothes, hair, and skin was all protected. Jackson took a picture with his phone to show me what I looked like. I looked like a blue vampire phoenix. The flames sprang out from me, looking like feathers. The blending of blues was beautiful and showed how hot the flames were. Beautiful…powerful…a warrior… ‘My name is Imeela Precoza. Watch out Andrei because I am coming for you, and your head will be mine.’

I yelled at her, my heart beating so fast that it would pop out any moment. "You saw?" She asked, chuckling. "What sa- WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT?!!!! HOW?!" "I told ya, you'll develop a potus soon. You could have it since birth only if you weren't a halfling. There are many more powers in you which you have to explore yet, that was not even a bit of your powers." She said, looking at me with unreadable emotional eyes." You're a satangel's daughter Athena, your mother's a complete satangel unlike your second mum, Bethany. And I'm a complete satangel"

They have blue blood and are mostly scale skinned. The Wyrm class are large snake-like creatures, with no legs and purple blood. Their fangs are poisonous and the fuckers are quick. Their skin is tough but light making for good leathers, it is always black in colour. Hydra class are giant creatures that breathe fire from their multiple heads, they are rare and extremely difficult to take down. They also have purple blood.