Mecha Romane & Geschichten

After so many years suddenly if a girl just calls and informs that she is Myra Moretti then obviously it is not an easy thing to digest. “Put the call on the speaker papa. We both want to hear.” Hearing Arjun’s command Rana Pratap put the call on the speaker. He became a robot after hearing the stone-cold voice of that girl. She has the same icy aura and cold voice just like her mother Minerva. How could that be possible that her daughter became just the replica of her mother? Rana was still in a trance once he heard the second sentence from the other side. “Hello, Is somebody still there?” Myra asked again after a long trail of silence.

I gave him grey color for his new office. "She's perfect for me, that's why I should be with her." I said and my dad turned to me chuckling. "You look more like human when you're with Ivory." He said as he patted my shoulder. "She gives me headaches all the time. I'm taking advil daily now." I hissed and my dad laughed. "You will never get bored, Leon." "More like.. I will die young." I hissed coldly. "You're filling up her flaws." He and Corwin said the same thing.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

Location: Eos Reborn — Underwater Fortress The massive war mech descended from the docking bay ceiling, its steel-plated frame gleaming under the dim red lights, mechanical limbs armed with heavy artillery cannons and automated drone launchers. Its cold, unfeeling sensors locked onto us, priming for total annihilation. Natalia Cross’s voice echoed through the holographic interface, sharp and venomous: The First Strike The war mech’s missile launchers activated, unleashing a barrage of rockets that exploded across the docking bay walls, shattering steel beams and sending debris flying.

"Let's go. This was a huge haul. I can't wait to see Tedric's face when he gets here and finds the pool empty." "Wait!" Suddenly, Orabella stopped. She grabbed Gideon's arm, her gaze fixed ahead. Gideon immediately went on guard. In his line of sight, a ten-foot-tall mech warrior stood at the doorway, its eyes glowing crimson. "Drop the treasure," the Dragonsbane Mech spoke, its voice cold and mechanical. Orabella said, "That's the Dragonsbane Mech. It's one of the Spirale Clan's greatest technological achievements. It's strong. Be careful."

When that purple sun in the sky was no longer a star but had transformed into a gigantic mechanical eye watching over the entire solar system, a strange shiver ran through my chest as thousands of mechanical humans resembling Lucas rose from the ocean and knelt before me. There was no familiar warmth in their eyes—only the burning fire of war. They were Lucas’s ‘backup army,’ created beneath the surface of Mars over the past ten years for a final battle.

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.]

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

I opened my eyes, the rusty ceiling and the faint smell of dirt on my room greeting me an early morning. I got up from my dirty mattress which is my bed and walked towards the tilted window allowing the sun to shine all over me. The early birds chirping outside greeting me on the starting of the day. "AMARA" my mom shouted warning me to wake up and get started with my work. I sighed. Already knowing that the day will be a hectic one.

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