Gundam Axis Twilight Novels & Stories

I know Ghost can take them out without me even needing to ask, but there’s still the possibility of a backup from their side. /“Taken care of,”/ Ghost comes through the mind-link again ten minutes later. /“If you want to infiltrate, now would be a good time as they’ve just done their hourly check-in. Shall I join you?”/ Fucking Ghost is always itching for a fight. He’s not only the fastest out of the Gammas but also the most bloodthirsty. The twins, Panzer and Armata, are huge and ten times more stronger than your average Alpha, so they’re my Battle Gammas. I’d be fine with just them, but I’ll let Ghost come anyway.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Are you two okay?” “Y-yes, thanks for saving us.” “Your welcome. You should go now.” Alexander stood back up. ‘Wait!” Rose shouted and stood up too. “Who are you?” At first Alexander hesitated, revealing who they were was the last thing he wanted until both Chia and Tina nodded. “She’s Yuki’s friend, she’s trustworthy enough I’d say.” Chia added. Alexander sighed. “I am Alexander, this is Tina and this is Chia. We’re a part of the Winged Gears.”

Although I was down to two launchers, my salvo was enough to shatter the white mech's left leg, twisting it backwards. I was ready to finish the job when yet another shadow darkened the desert. "Alyx!" I called. "Heads up!" Her howitzer barrel swivelled, breaking its lock on the crippled Titan in time to narrowly avoid being sheared clean off. Another wave of sand marked the arrival of a third armoured Titan, which roared out of the dust, railguns blazing. Sojwa leapt into action, dashing forward into range and peppering the Alyx' attacker with railguns of her own. Two of the Titan's jet engines burst into flames before it had a chance to leap again, attempting to retry its failed claw attac

**Countdown to the Endgame** 72 Hours Until Project Revenant Activation – En Route to Geneva, Switzerland The private jet hummed softly as it cut through the night sky. Below them, the world remained blissfully unaware of the silent war that was about to decide its future. Ayesha sat near the window, her thoughts a storm she couldn’t quiet. Titan was gone. Moreau and Kade were defeated. And yet? A new war had already begun. She turned to Zayn, seated across from her, his face unreadable.

I looked at Aris, who was frantically bypass-coding on a console that was melting under her fingers. ​“Aris! The 'Twilight-Serum'!” I shouted. “If we can't break the Arbiters, we have to Infect them! Give me a high-frequency delivery system!” ​“The fire-vents!” Aris pointed to the six sapphire nozzles that were pumping energy into the Arbiters' heels. “If you dump the serum into the primary coolant-loop, the Arbiters will 'Drink' the Twilight-resonance! It’ll force an 'Evolutionary-Error' in their code!”

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Gods. A pair of gryphons soar overhead, their bondeds laughing as they dive through the clouds. Direwolves and their humans moving in perfect sychronizon. One particulary unimpressed frost lynx lounges across a tree branch, glaring down at everyone beneath it like they are personally offending its existence. Further in the distance, Ironclad dragons train with their bondeds, bronze scales glimmering beneath the rising sun. Terrifying, but majestic. For a few silent moments, I simply watch. Because despite all else, I still love them. I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future.

The lift ascended in a terrifying, pressurized silence, the only sound the low-frequency hum of the anti-gravity stabilizers. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of ozone and the heavy, electric charge of two identical storms. Alexander stood at the rear of the cabin, his cerulean blade humming. Facing him was the Mirror, a Black-Sun Unit crafted from high-density liquid metal, its face an exact, silver-plated replica of his own.