Heat Man Mega Man Novels & Stories

He hasn't said anything since and as much as this thrills me, it also bothers me. We enter the elevator and I steal glances at him through the mirror, he keeps a straight face, I can't deny how hot and handsome he is, with his sharp jawline, his perfectly styled blonde hair and his alluring grey eyes. He catches me staring at him as our eyes meet in the mirror but I don't look away, instead stare right back at him and a smirk forms on my face. Guess who's bold baby! The elevator clicks and opens and he walks to an apartment and punches a code into the security system and the door opens.

My stamina bar instantly filled to max. "With these, my workers won't just survive the negative sixty-degree weather," I muttered, a cold, triumphant smile spreading across my face. "They’ll be able to sprint through it." "Don't get too ahead of yourself, Master," Nebula warned, leaping off my shoulder and floating in front of my face. "The human body can only take so much spiritual heat at once. If you feed a normal human too many Magma Chilis, their blood will literally boil. You need to mix it carefully."

"Hi" The man at the door said, flashing an enchanting smile at Megan. Megan fakes a smile and said "Hi" .... "Who are you?" She asked. The man smiles and said "My name is Ace". "Do you need anything?" She asked. "If you're looking for that ugly chimpanze that calls herself Freya, she's not here" Megan said trying to close the door, but Ace held the door, making Megan furrowed her eyebrows.

It made her look more powerful, it went well with her personality and rough presence. The man paused upon hearing her tone. He examined the little kid beside her before examining her from head to toe. She looked odd to him for some reason. She looked different to him. He smirked and started to walk again. Megara sensed him walking again so she pulled Neel behind her back. Collecting her internal energy in her palm, she passed him a sharp glare. The man just doesn't know who she is.

The mecha was so big that it would destroy his house! However, he underestimated Stanley. What Stanley wanted to destroy wasn't his house, but him. Amidst the middle-aged man's furious shouts, Stanley, already merged with the mecha, stepped on the man. How could a mere human body withstand the power of a mecha? Stanley hardly exerted any force, and the middle-aged man was crushed into a pulp under the mecha's weight. "Are you an idiot? Hah!" Stanley scoffed and quickly left the scene.

He warned, “I will give you one last chance to get lost now! Or else, don’t blame me for any missing parts on your body later.” The big bald guy and his group were dumbfounded at first, but later, all of them let out a booming laugh. As a hegemon in Bangkok city, it had been a long time since they have been intimidated by someone like this. “Do you have a death wish, boy?” The big bald man took a step forward. He was ready to show his strength before Don Quijote. Instead, he asked, “Ever heard of Hanuman? It is the God of Strength in Thailand, and by tattooing it on my body, I now possess super strength.”

Terra yelled in ecstasy as she wrapped her golden powerful legs around the heavily sweating human, who was about to faint from exhaustion. The human grunted in a painful tone as he jerked uncontrollably. Emma realized that he was coming. He convulsed for a full minute before going still on top of Terra, who pushed him off. The human fell on the floor, unconscious while Terra stood up radiating with energy and golden lights flowing through her visible veins. “And that is how I feed,” Terra said with a satisfied look and smile. “Is he dead?” Emma looked down at the man who was on the floor laying on his front. Terra used her powerful golden right leg to roll him over. The man’s cock sprung ere

1) Mini Map ( N/A) Skills: Passive:- Intimidation ( Mid) Martial Arts ( High) Weapon Mastery ( High) Versatile Works ( High) Active:- Identify ( N/A) Special Traits: Calm Minded ( Possess abnormal control of own mental state even in a dire situation) Limitless physical growth ( Given due to inability to master Magic in Fantasma) Modern Man ( Possess advanced knowledge and social norms far surpassing any civilization on Fantasma) }} "…..high human?….why??..". I know and am sure that I'm a normal homo sapiens, But why am I labeled as High human?.

He stood at least 6'2", his compact frame carrying an unmistakable air of dominance. The first two buttons of his dress shirt hung open, exposing the sharp outline of his collarbones and the smooth, powerful planes of his chest. But his face. Holy shit. Those deep, endless eyes. That sculpted, almost elven nose. Those thin, supple lips pressed into a seductive frown. I gasped. My gaze locked onto his washboard abs and refused to move. He was a god among men. There was no way he could be anything less. "Ha." Oh Lord. This fine specimen had spoken, and his voice carried a magnetic, sensual baritone. The sound clashed sharply with the deep self-loathing woven into his tone. "I knew it. It doesn

“it’s me bro; Wole; the one who sent you flowers and letters. I was told you don’t remember much, but it is fine as long as I have you back in my life we will flow again…..” “good morning Mrs Smith; good morning sir,” AY greeted my mom and the man standing besides her; I did the same. “How are you doing styles?” Asked the tall and broad-shouldered man. His deep brown eyes; cast on me. His face prominent, with high symmetrical cheekbones and chin. His face split into a grin as he came over and took my hand in his, and squeezed it softly. “I am fine sir” I replied. “do you remember me?”