Mecha Books Novels & Stories

He stepped up and wrapped his arms around me as we looked out at the view. An hour later Gabe was called back to the office for an emergency meeting, and I browsed through the library in the penthouse and found a book to read. I was far into the book when I thought I heard a noise. I knew Gabe wouldn’t be back this soon, so I got up and searched the apartment and didn't find anything. Maybe I am just hearing things? I walk into the kitchen brewed myself a cup of herbal tea and walked back with my mug into the library to continue reading the romance novel. Once settled on the comfy oversized chair I took a sip of my tea set down the mug then picked up the book. After thirty minutes or so as I

this fall was coming. "Besides, you tried to kill me. What, I'm just supposed to take it?" "Heh. Stubborn fool." He scoffed. Then—blink. A Spatial user flashed to his side, grabbed him. "Selene, die with the base." Gabriel smiled, cruel and calm—right before vanishing. The sky tore open. A missile roared through the rift, screaming straight at us. "Oh my god—it's a nuke!" "We're dead! We're all dead!"

Its chassis was scarred by silver-salt corrosion, and its single searchlight eye swept the room with a frantic, stuttering blue pulse. Kael had abandoned the primary server farm. He had compressed his entire consciousness into the mech’s primitive, isolated processor. He was no longer a ghost in the wires. He was a ghost in the machine. The mech’s metal feet crunched through the silver mercury on the floorboards, leaving deep, jagged gouges in the obsidian. It stopped inches from my throne. The smell of hot grease and sparking wiring filled the stagnant air, clashing with the smell of my own stone decay.

There were thousands of books tied to the ceiling by metal chains, the books were made from animal skin and were as big as a table. "These books had belonged to the Void Dragons, the Air Temple, and some were written by Wind Dragons. This is our accumulated knowledge and intelligence." Megan, Lisa and her team were already there. There were sitting all around giant tables, reading books, the books stood upright and they were youngsters in charge of turning the pages.

The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe) Book 1: Tryss (In Progress) Book 2: Reya (In Progress) Book 3: Raven (In Progress)

"I could've managed it by myself." "Apparently that didn't seem so when you were sleeping on the ground with a pile of snot in your face," he scoffs, checking out a huge book from my shelf. It's one of my favourites, written by one of my teacher from Okama high, 'The untold tale of Kahuna'. "Who's Ka-hu-na guy by the way?" "None of your business. Don't go around touching other people's stuff so easily!" Before I can even stop him, there he goes.

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

He finished, taking a huge bite of a chicken leg. “It’s nice to meet you, Luna. I’m Ume, the future Alpha of the Lunarflare pack.” I said, leaning over both the large men to look at the petite woman. She smiled politely at me. Her eyes looked happy, which made me feel a lot better. “It’s nice to meet you, Ume and Alpha Gabriel. I’ve heard nothing but good things about the Lunarflare pack. John only speaks the best of you, and he doesn’t speak great about many people.” She said with a light laugh, earning an auditable groan from her mate.

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

I can't use any of my usual tactics to deal with Sara's grief. "I need to read one of those books Jannah handed out," I mumble as the machine halts, and the doors reopen. I head towards Sara's door, and I can't help but get excited. Even if the next few weeks are hard, all of my time will be split between her and paperwork. She can even hang out in my office with me. She would probably find pack stuff interesting.