In Morpheus Arms Novels & Stories

Bugs bugs Aiden elbowed the burly man's neck one by one until they fell down with a look of pain etched on their faces. Plus the slashes that Aiden managed to inscribe on some of their arms, managed to make them easier to overthrow. Seeing that, Rania immediately stepped forward while pointing the muzzle of her gun at Aiden. She knew that the two weak guards couldn't beat Aiden, but she was only using the two stupid guards to buy time so she could prepare her weapons to kill Aiden right now.

It was large and heavy, and made entirely out of stone, just like the armor was. This was Deus Armis – the Armor of the Gods. It was a powerful King Lease that allowed one to be clad in the forces of chaos. It was one of the ultimate sources of protection. This Lease manipulated the area around to produce a set of protective gear and an offensive weapon of your choosing. Today, Mane chose a sword. Maybe tomorrow he will choose a hammer. The platform here was the raw material manipulated by the Lease in this scenario. And even more amazing was that the Lease maintained the armor’s connection to the platform, which meant that even if it was breached it would be repaired, just like the platform

He would have his vengeance today. Adrastus found himself shoved out of the way as Todd's wolf barreled into him, and he instinctively released April to prevent her from getting hurt as he fell. Time seemed to slow down as he witnessed Zade hurtling into April with his claws extended and a gutwrenching cry was wrenched from his soul as she bore the full brunt of his attack. But April didn't buckle under his weight, instead, she slowly lowered herself to the ground, a look of sadness crossing her features as she wrapped an arm around Zade's neck, sighing as her eyes filled with tears. But something wasn't quite right. And as Adrastus looked closer he noticed both of Zade's arms hung by his si

Looking to the other side of the bed I smile when I see that Morbius is still here. As I look at him laying there still in sleep my thighs clench. My eyes trace his features as I move toward him slowly. The lines of worry that crease his face are gone. One could even say that he looks nice and peaceful like this instead of mean and burly. The sleeves of the robe on his arms have been rolled up to reveal his muscular nature. Unable to resist my hand reaches out to touch the smooth skin as I trace one of the veins lightly. His arm gives a light twitch as a response.

She winks out of existence, leaving them alone in the library. “How do we wake up?” Ash says, standing quickly, Kai shrugs. “Morpheus?” Ash calls, loud but not shouting. The God walks into the room. He is a seven-foot-four, thin man with pale almost luminous skin, square face, large round glowing pale blue eyes, Greek nose, heart shaped lips and short tidy stubble. He also has horns curling from his forehead over the top of his head. Kai stands up, “Could you wake us up, please? Something happened to her, we need to do something.” He nods, frowning and clicks his fingers.

"I don't care." --- The vision pulled me in. Not through choice—through force. One moment I was in Luna Rose's room. The next, I stood in a frozen wasteland, the wind howling, the sky black. Morpheus sat on a throne of ice. He was not what I expected. Not monstrous—beautiful, in a terrible way. His fur was the color of old snow, his eyes like frozen lakes. He held no weapon. He didn't need one. "Luna of Many Faces."

Iris said, and Roger nodded. “Now, Arman, Dominic, Stavros… I need to have a balance of all the armed forces available… We need to know the headcount and level of training. Teams and designated commanders for each group,” I said, and they nodded. “Just so you know, in my realm we have worked on a special armour…” Dominic surprised me, “It is light and quite effective, but it is bulletproof, leaving very few vulnerable spots for our guys to get hit with a bullet… in this case, the serum,” he informed me, and I smirked.

His little brother jumps in excitement as he runs his hand on his hair, disheveling it. Amalia and her mum sat under the shelter in the yard, and Amalia place the guitar on the table, Mrs. Bella wondered what she was doing with it...little did she know, that her adorable daughter could play and sing beautifully..." mum, I going to sing you a song" She informs bringing out the guitar from the bag, Mrs. Bella was surprised yet happy she was going to sing for her...On the other hand, Ethan was watching at the corner, not wanting to spoil the mother and daughter fun moment...She plays on the guitar for a little while, testing it out..." I will be singing you a song titled 'Arms' by Christina Per

He wasn't affected by the wound. Terry understood and took her out. Seeing the door close, she withdrew her gaze. "Mr. Terry, why did you two suddenly appear at the dock?" He explained, "Mr. Morgan auctioned a few items online. They shipped them by sea. We went over to pick them up. We didn't expect you to have an accident." Hearing this, she nodded. She didn't expect such a coincidence, either. "But I seemed to hear gunshots," she whispered. He explained calmly, "Mr. Morgan is a very important figure. His bodyguards must have some special equipment."

He looked at the Elite, wondering how to make his presence known. While he internally debated, a part of his mind brought up a question he had been thinking about for the last several days. Partials and Techs can normally be spotted by the metal all over their bodies. From armor covering non replaceable vulnerable parts to entire limbs having been replaced. The Partials of Squad Alpha, however, show no signs of Techmorphasis. And while it is possible for their internal organs to have been replaced first, a whole squad is never made out of those who only got their insiders replaced. So his question is ‘what part of them is not human?’.