Living Armor Novels & Stories

"Miss Renée is being charged with third-degree arson. She needs to come with us now." My life is over. I'm dead. I'm fucking screwed. My throat is dry. My head is banging. I think I'm going to vomit. ****

“We start forging tonight. Elara will help.” “Bullets and arrows.” Maddox added. "Ironfang smiths can work fast. And we need somethin that works on longer distants.” "I agree." “Wards?” Jaxon asked. “Three layers, like here.” Elara replied. “Outer - warning. Middle - repulsion. Inner - containment. If something gets through, it doesn’t leave.” “And the people?” Rafe asked softly, glancing at me. I inhaled. “They need to know the truth,” I said. “Not everything, but enough... That this isn’t just land. It’s legacy. And it’s worth defending. Worth to live on.”

Its silver blade caught the first light of dawn. "For the kingdom." His voice carried across the valley. "For our future." Thousands of weapons rose into the air. A deafening roar answered him. Behind the front lines, Aurelia tightened the straps of her leather armor. It was lighter than royal battle gear, designed for movement rather than ceremony. Silver threads woven into the dark fabric shimmered faintly, recognizing the blood that flowed through her veins. She stared toward the battlefield. Thousands of lives. Thousands of choices. Thousands who would never return home. Lucian approached quietly.

Beta Leon’s blood boiled to see that Ella had killed Alpha Felix. He couldn’t believe his eyes that such a meek, tiny girl could kill an Alpha. He wanted to avenge Alpha Felix’s death by exploiting her modesty. He forgot all the manners and just tore apart Ella’s dress, but fortunately she still had the armor on her body. She was also wearing soft, padded armor to protect the lower part of her body, which was knee-length. It looked like casual shorts, but in reality it was armor, and no bullets could penetrate through her vital organs due to the armor that she was wearing.

But it looks like Lady Luck has not visited me tonight. I toppled over my feet and before I knew it, I was already falling face-first to the floor, and in an attempt to save myself, I clung on to the nearest support I could grab, Eros’ arm. He was so stunned by the situation that he too, lost his balance, and the next thing I knew; he was on top of me. My thin oversized shirt not really providing any barrier between our skins.

The smoke was making it hard to see anything, they were glad that their armor covered their mouth and nose protecting them from the smoke. They kinda thought that the armor wouldn't allow them to breathe, but some how their suit actually filtered in clean air. They didn't know how, and they didn't question anything anymore. “Mina, we are going to help Lynn and grandma Mylan, you go find Trixie and get her outta here.” Ji'lahni said turning to look at her cousin. “I feel like you giving me this job because I'm pregnant. But I will do it, because I remember the last time I fought that thing that is inside that zombie bitch and it wasn't fun at all.” Mina said shrugging. They went into the smok

Large trees are curtaining their way and the sky is barely visible. Lavi raises his hand and concentrates hard. Instantly, a ball of fire appears, floating on his palm. “Does it hurt?” Anna asks him. “No, it won’t hurt me,” Lavi says. His skin is intact but the heat from the fire is different from a normal flame. Anna, who is standing a few feet away, can feel the heat even from a distance. “Do not stray too close,” Lavi warns. “This is Blaz Flame. This kind of fire can burn a person even if they are in armor.”

The environment seemed thick and full of authority. Fear gripped the lecturer, but still he stood waiting until he saw the silent motor bike through the gate. The driver was putting on an Army uniform with a rank of a Captain on his shoulder. In silence, the two rode for three minutes until the second gate automatically opened. He disembarked and then a non-uniformed guard escorted him to the exact room. The place looked very posh and expensive even the humidity changed. Nonetheless, Zitani Zulu encouraged himself to continue walking behind the guard. Two minutes, later the guard halted and spoke whisperingly in his walkie-talkie.

Dark also finds out about Elize and East, once Elize's life was in danger and the Reaper who got her black card was Remus, but she was under the protection of Andra, Elize's Guardian Keeper. During final training on the island, all officers were tied to a depth of 20 feet below water. They must come out of the water before the air in their lungs is fully gone. Because East and Elize were good and clever, they could get off the rope, but they did not expect their ropes has bombed and connected. East noticed it immediately, but it was too late for Elize because when she released the rope, they only took a few seconds to escape. East caught Elize and pulled her slightly, but when the bomb went

Her terror was doubled by the sight of her own older, colder face standing in the Rift. ​Killian didn't hesitate. He fired a burst at Sarah-Prime, but the purple vines rose like a living shield, weaving themselves into a dense, fibrous wall that swallowed the bullets. The vegetation wasn't just biology anymore; it was high-density armor. ​"You can't kill the gardener to save the weeds, Commander," Sarah-Prime said, her voice amplified by the very trees around us. "The planet has reached its peak nutrient value. We are simply reclaiming our property."