Mega Force Ranger Novels & Stories

Megan turned around with a triumphant smile on her face but shrugged her shoulder, "I can't really explain it, I was in an intense fight with the leader of the Flame Mantis Tribe. The battle was extremely tough. I have used up all the mana I had in all my energy cores and was running on fumes. The mantis was still full of energy and was attacking me at full force. "I was forced to go all out in order to kill that bastard, I pushed myself to my absolute limit and drew all the mana I could to my body and used it to cast one last spell. That spell took all mana in my body to complete. It surprised me how much power I was able to pack in that attack, I managed to defeat it with that blow and som

He was a proud mage and son of the most powerful being in the world, he must not allow himself to show such shame. “I take that as a no.” Megat swung down with all his might. Just when he did, a blurry motion suddenly swept past in front of him. The motion was so fast he could not even stop because it was already very close to hitting Crone. The sandstone floor underneath him shattered into dust and debris. Megat looked around, trying to detect Crone’s location. But it was useless, Crone’s presence was completely off the radar. Megat punched the floor again in frustration.

“There’s the old hag! She has a few of her zombie minions with her. Let me out here.” Evan stopped the van and Megan hopped out. I was amazed at the speed she displayed. It was far superior to that of a human. Remembering the façade of the feeble old woman that she hid behind, I imagined it felt good to be free to utilize her speed like that. My jaw dropped as fireballs suddenly whizzed through the air. It was like a scene on the television show, ‘Charmed’. The difference was that this was real, and it was anything but

This was do or die. As Naraja got off the ground quickly, the black human-like monster immediately kicked him in the stomach with its left leg that sent him flying back a little, but in the moment of the impact Naraja kept his weight grounded to the ground from his core to his feet as he skidded backwards on the ground. Thanks to that he was able to stop himself, then as Naraja stomped his left leg into the ground, even with it being damaged. Naraja, continued to charge forward.

My mother hovers her hands over Micah, crying, while my father squats down to be eye level with me, and he grabs my face. ‘Who did this to him? What happened?’ He asks me. I can see the anger and heartbreak in his eyes. ‘I couldn’t see them at first. Even Micah struggled to see them. He said they were so fast. Faster than werewolves and smelt of death. There were so many of them, Dad. There eyes…’ I say, and my hands begin to tremble.

Germaine was exceedingly powerful but she did not yet know the extent of her powers. She would not know yet until she was pushed to the limit. As soon as she lay down on the ground, Connie got to work, stripping her of any defense that could cause the spell to be removed while Dilla placed the runes all around her. They were in different sizes and colors, but they were the key to releasing the spell placed on her by Rage. Rage - the man in question had been going around sowing evil seeds in different realms all because he was powerful and had an ace up his sleeves. He had been rumored to be a lot of things, chief amongst them being a Sharmah and an ogre with great powers.

They were chanting one name, over and over, until the stadium foundations trembled. *"STORMFANG! STORMFANG! STORMFANG!"* Down on the ruined deck of the lopsided cage, Rhys held Agnes tight against his chest. His heart thundered against her palm in a steady, triumphant rhythm. The Apex Core had settled into an ambient hum, casting a regal, violet-and-gold halo across his dark tribal tattoos. Beside them, Maeve vaulted over the broken guardrail, landing smoothly on the iron deck with a feral grin. She kicked a piece of Victor's sparking chrome armor off the platform, watching it clatter onto the concrete floor below.

Marcus said weakly and Eric felt his heart shatter “Who said you can’t be strong like your father?” a domineering voice suddenly came from the door and a hexagonal magic array appeared in the air and a figure walked out of the array which just served as a portal. “Grandpa!” Marcus yelled in excitement as he saw who it was, he jumped out of his mother’s hands and ran to meet him. “What do you mean I can be strong like dad?” Marcus asked “Dad we know you mean good but….” Genevieve tried saying but her voice trailed off

she returned, "but I need to be sure your head's in the game and you can trust me enough to take out those bad guys on my command." The statement seemed to interest Kei and she went to take a look at the feed on the computer. "Well, if I'm being honest, Meg, I don't trust you one bit," she said after the survey, "but yes, I can take out the guys given the appropriate opportunity." "Good enough." Megan brought out her phone alongside a thumb drive a little larger than the size of a fingernail. She plugged the drive into her phone and the screen went black. "Confirm your identity," an AI voice suddenly came from the device.

To them, he was the Apex. Flanking him were the three 'Black Reapers'—the newly retrofitted, black-and-gold Vanguard mechs, their Star-forged Cores pulsing with blinding cyan plasma. "Jack," Sebastian looked up at the massive Defender mech. "Are the shock-absorbers online?" "Online and humming, Boss," Jack’s voice crackled through the external speakers, the heavy rotary cannon spinning up with a lethal whine. "Though a drop from this altitude is going to strip the paint."