Mech X4 Novels & Stories

Everyone had separate desks with equipment for creating cyborg mods. Everyone went and sat in their seats. The four took seats next to each other. The teacher was a beautiful woman and was wearing a tech suit and welding goggles on her head, on her hands she wore silver gloves made up of mechons, they were nanites which form up any type of wearables and can be controlled with our mind,mechons are very useful in fixing and making tech, they are powered using mod energy and are extra tech attached to our bodies and they can be removed, they are extremely costly and not easily available. The teacher looked at everyone and spoke out in a beautiful voice,

The fourth evolution was when mechs truly started becoming powerful. If the Jwealins had an energy barrier, they could equip it on the fourth-evolution mech and fill its cargo pod with Source Crystals, and that fourth-evolution mech could go toe-to-toe with the current Victor. "Tell me, what should we do now?" Faced with Udyr's wrath, no one dared to speak up. "You, tell me. You're the one in charge of the ninja corps. What should we do now?" Udyr pointed at the minister closest to him and asked.

I patted his back and settled down next to him. Xan is a portable hacking machine. You request someone's location or their secret wealth they've hidden and kept under different names in the bank and he'll get them to you within five seconds. He just needs a laptop. "I'm creating some new hacking softwares which I'll sell you for billions." "I have purchased enough from you. I don't think I'd need anything new for now." "You'll regret your words once it's ready, asshole." "We'll see." I said and watched him type with the fierceness that one shows on piano keys. His fingers were literally dancing on the keyboard without causing a mistake. "Where are others?"

The only thing left is the weakness she's still feeling. We came down from the truck with me grabbing my lucky axe and my backpack. I tucked my Beretta into my belt and got my axe ready in hand. I saw Austin arming himself with his Kimber Custom TLE II (EM) 1911 pistol and a blade he produced from his backpack. Clara took her katana from the back of the truck and used it to support herself as she walked .

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Xavier smiled to himself imagining the facial features Raina has. She has a fair skin tone, long brunette hair, long eyelashes, flawless face, and brown eyes, and she has a pink hearty lip with a slim and short height of 5ft. and 4 inches. And the innocence that she has will make someone's heart melt at moment. While Xavier has an ideal height of 6ft. Flat, lean body, and his muscles are in place. He has a brown skin tone, is blue-eyed, and his distinct mark is his dimples when he smiled. He arrived at the villa and the servants give him respect as he walks from outside.

Trusting you again Leaving the pains Why not getting it back in return Why am I always in the fault? Why Me? THE END

His eyes transitioned to man with the translucent blade, X. X was no taller than 5 and half feet. His long gray hair was thick but flowing like water, even though it had been attempted to be subdued in a pony tail. Almond shaped grey eyes that were a rich color, but gave warning of a terrible storm was brewing ahead. He was rather fair complected, but had a hue of yellow. Even though X was dressed in a few layers it did nothing to hide his slender but muscular build.

“Funny. Have you ever seen a Ducati Streetfighter V4?” Cocking my head to the side, I moved over to the window. “You mean that?” Pointing out the window, the strange hot man walked over and looked out. “Yeah, that’s mine. What did you need?” I was proud of that bike. I had bought it myself, without my dad’s money. It was all black with neon pink accents. “I have moved back in town and am looking for a routine mechanic. My bike needs a tuneup for now.” That little bit of information as well as his being an obvious ranking wolf, sent off warning bells. “What is your name?”

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”