Legendary Mechanic Novels & Stories

"Azel, can you really fix a machine like that? Because we definitely cannot!" "I can do it easily. I picked up a massive amount of mechanical knowledge while traveling through different wild sectors during my exile. Fixing a basic engine is a simple task for me." "I see. The machine is already useless junk, so I do not mind letting you play with the gears, young wolf. We are counting on you." "Elder, look! The iron engine is fully put back together." "Done already?" "See for yourself, Elder. Turn the ignition key." "Oh, wow! It is completely fixed! The engine is roaring perfectly!"

“…An honor?” For a moment, he thought he had misheard. Nobody ever spoke to him like that. Not in his world. Inside the Hayes mansion, he was called useless. A burden. A mistake. Honor didn’t belong anywhere near his name. He let out a short, bitter breath. “If this is some kind of joke, I’m not interested.” “This is not a joke, sir,” The voice replied immediately. “My name is Victor Hale. I am the chief steward of the Cross family.”

"As long as Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat is alive, no one else can marry my daughter. You tell me, what should I worry about?" "Your Legacy? If you think marrying off your daughter to Sekhawat will save your Legacy then you are wrong. Remember, the day Takht will be mine, I won't think twice before destroying every living being of Legacy. You still have the time. Called off the marriage." "I won't. If you are so brave, fight for it. We are Rajput. We are bound by our promises." "Promises and you? Who was once ready to betray his own gang, is now talking about promises." The person over the phone laughed before dropping the call.

To put it bluntly, it was burning energy in exchange for strength and speed, which was a skill, even if it wasn't labeled as one. "If I use Overdrive Combat Power Enhancement and then the short-term burst, my mech's power..." Victor glanced towards the elevator entrance. Victor had a feeling; if he went all out, he might be able to slice the Behemoth in half with a single slash. "Equip!" There was no reason not to equip such an exquisite piece of equipment. The Legendary engine had other quirks too. When Victor chose to equip the engine, it immediately established a connection with his mech. The engine shrunk on its own to fit into Victor's mech.

His cock was still buried inside her. The stranger spoke again. Slower this time. “Didn’t mean to interrupt, man.” The mechanic finally looked over. “You need something fixed?” he asked. A pause. “Yeah. Starter’s fucked.” “You can wait.” A beat of silence. Then the man stepped further into the room. His voice was lower now. Curious. “You do this kind of work often?” The mechanic smirked. Thrusted harder into Marley, making her cry out. “Only when they ask for it.”

“Okay, that’s insane. I mean, what sort of self-respected mechanic would ever agree to make such dangerous alterations to a car?” “Thankfully, Michael managed to find, probably, the one and only mechanic in the region that possesses a strong sense of morality and a heavily guilty conscience,” he remarked. “After our trip to the junkyard, we were directed to Matteo’s Mechanic shop. The guy looked guilty prior to us even asking him any questions.” I couldn’t imagine trying to live with that kind of guilt. But why would this guy have agreed to do something so reckless if he already knew that it was wrong?

The mechanic, a small, thin guy with a rat-like face and a nervous manner, quickly ran diagnostics. “That’s a great temp fix,” he said from underneath the car in a high-pitched, nasal voice. “But I’m afraid we’ll have to replace the fuel tank. I’ll have to place a special order for it. It might take a week for it to get here.” Aaron let out a string of curses and kicked a wrench lying on the floor. Keyah growled, Aaron’s aggression making her skittish. A part of her wanted nothing better than to shred the mechanic’s neck for delivering the bad news. Keyah was ninety nine percent sure the mechanic was a rodent shifter. It would be so easy to bare her canines and…

Your inability to pay off your debt is a direct consequence of your ineptitude. Ves had to suppress the urge to raise his middle finger. Instead, he challenged this stupid System. "I admit, I used to be a stupid kid, but I cleaned up my act. I'm a mech designer now!" [It is your lucky day! The Mech Designer System is the ultimate tool in this galaxy to design any machine that falls under the category of mechs. Any authorized user is allowed to use this System's many tools to design any mech imaginable with no conceivable limits.]

I approached him and said in a firm, steady voice, "Tell me what happened. This is your last chance to speak the truth. If you lied to me, even one word, you wouldn't get a second chance." That short man arranged his disarrayed clothes and said, "Yes! I will tell you everything, Lady! I'm a mechanic who's working at Mechanic World. My name is Chip. Last month, I was working in the shop. A tall, dark man approached me and asked me to repair his Ford. I took a look at his car and told him that his car was beyond repair. But then, he started asking me weird questions about car accidents. He told me that he wanted me to create a car accident. He said the owner of the car owed him some money. So