Mech X4 Novels & Stories

It’s best not to be stressed over it. “So…” Nagulat siya nang magsalita si Xhyro pagkatapos ang ilang minutong katahimikan habang naglalaro na sila ng fourth game nila. They’ve been going back and forth to the three modes present during the competition. She admits that she’s getting better at playing hardpoint and domination.

sagot ni Xander habang ang kanyang pilak na aura ay biglang sumabog, na naging isang dambuhalang anino ng isang lobo. ​Sumugod si Michael gamit ang kanyang Plasma Blade. Sa bilis ni Gaia, alam ng mech ang susunod na galaw ni Xander—o iyon ang akala nito. Dahil sa Alpha-Centurion Residue, ang galaw ni Xander ay hindi na nakabase sa logic; ito ay nakabase sa Instinct.

The stake was going to drive into the granite approximately two meters to his left. He moved left. The targeting recalculated. Marcus landed on the machine at the twenty-second mark. Xander didn't look. Looking would break the projection's coherence — the frequency required the attention to stay on the output, not on the peripheral. He heard Marcus hit the chassis, heard the specific sound of a heavy iron leverage bar finding metal. The machine's drive sequence continued its countdown. Fifteen seconds. The stabilization gear housing was a specific mechanical component, and the gear housing required a specific approach, and Marcus was working fast in the way he worked everything — not panicke

She must have lots of money, I thought… After 3 minutes of waiting, a young man and his driver's head in the direction of this pretty-looking car. The driver held the car open for the young man to enter. Damn, I've never seen a man so beautiful. The young man looked terrifying but tall and handsome. He had dark, shiny, and full hair. His eyes were blue, almond-shaped, and had a radiant sparkle. His wrestler's shoulder perfectly complemented his Spartan physique. His movement was tiger-like. It seemed like he possessed a latent, leonine power or he was filled with purpose and authority.

"But they’re overconfident. They aren't expecting a ghost pack to hit them in the blind spot of the Mag-Lev tunnels." I looked over at the corner where Jax and Raya were prepping. The loss of Viper had burned away their hesitation and left something far more dangerous behind. Jax was hunched over a workbench, his frame dwarfing the delicate circuitry he was soldering. His hybrid strength had always been an asset, but now it was a focused engine. He was strapping into a pair of Kinetic Overload Gauntlets, heavy, industrial-grade mechanical braces that ran from his knuckles to his elbows. They hummed with a low, predatory vibration.

“That’s all we need. Just a location.” Xiang leaned back, thinking. “Okay. But I’ll need a down payment. Four-hundred grand.” Mia blinked. “Four…?” “I need tools from the black market,” Xiang cut in. “You know how it works. No cash, no connections.” Zac didn’t waste any time. “That can be arranged immediately.” Xiang stood, signaling the conversation was over. “Then we have a deal.” As they turned to leave, Xiang stepped closer to Mia, lowering his voice. “One more thing, Mia.”

He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground “Three days from now a metal vein will appear at this spot, weapons forged from it will be capable of killing them.” He added with a smile, he then pointed the finger at Amelia and another drop of god-blood flew from it and landed on her forehead before assimilating into her body and then her soul. Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body.

now. X lowers his hand to my feet, putting my shoes back on. Then he stands up smiling and approaches my face: — Of nothing - says and then goes towards Filomena — As you wish. I turn towards the two of them, Filomena is almost having an orgasm just with the X massaging her shoulders. I look at the X and find it staring deep , as her hands explore Filomena’s back...arms... and hands. Then he turns the chair in his direction and I get up from mine, take my bag and leave the room.

But I could feel my heart breaking piece by piece… and maybe it was even innumerable pieces. I felt myself go cold suddenly, with my chest feeling so tight like someone held it so, to torture me like this. I could feel the corners of my eyes go hot. I just took a deep breath instead. I had to control this feeling. I must not break down in front of anyone. I am Xerra. I am an elite warrior!

Then she opened a lower compartment—and froze. A large device lay nestled inside. Matte black. Angular. About the size of a travelling box, fitted with vents and digital panels. Etched into its surface were the words: Kyrexin-X. Lylah didn’t know what it meant. But something about it—its weighty design, the way it seemed to hum with dormant power—made her blood run cold, and instantly she knew that this... this was worse than silver bullets.