Mega Man Heat Man Novels & Stories

Before I could even process the excitement of potentially having powers, the SUV slammed on its brakes. "Get down! Ambush!" Hudson roared from the driver's seat. Through the windshield, I saw them—a small army of heavily armed raiders swarming the dunes ahead. The Vipers. Their leader, a scarred man with fire powers, laughed maniacally as he raised his hands, hurling massive fireballs at our convoy like a meteor shower. BOOM! The explosion sent a shockwave that shattered our windows into a million pieces.

Moreover, Julian who begged by looking down between Aiden's thighs made the people who saw him definitely misunderstand. "Hey Julian, stop it! People can misunderstand!" “Lend me some money, I also want to be happy…!” "Stupid! Get your head out of my lap!" "Hey you two, do it somewhere else!" Exclaimed a middle-aged man with super strong muscles and a face resembling the head of a frightening motorcycle gang. "Get out of the way!" Aiden immediately rose from his spot, causing his knee to accidentally bump into Julian's forehead. "Ow...it hurts!' "This idiot, just embarrass me!" ***

Today, we would confront the past and face whatever came next. Charles' voice thundered through the phone, "What the hell did you just say? I'm warning you, don't do anything stupid! Stay at the entrance. I'll come out to get you. Don't come in here." In the background, I could hear him urgently whispering to the woman beside him, "You take Holly and get out of here. I'll go deal with her…" "It'll be easier to find her if we split up." I could hear the staff warning people to stay back on their line, so they had to be by the Ferris wheel. I hung up, cradling Sally closer. "Sally, we're going to ride the Ferris wheel, okay?"

But my body reacted. Heat bloomed low in my stomach, confusing and unwanted, skin buzzed like it had been struck by lightning. I swallowed hard. “I’ll just go, okay? I didn’t see anything, I promise.” He tilted his head slowly. “But we’ve seen you.” Then more movement. Shadows shifting behind him. More eyes watching from the dark. I wasn’t alone. “Take her,” someone growled. “No.” The man’s voice turned hard as steel. “She’s mine.”

My voice came out shaky. Magnus tied his shorts and stepped close. His eyes looked sharper in the moonlight like his wolf wanted out. "I feel it too" he said low. "Your heat is calling me strong now. The moon makes everything sharper." I nodded and shifted my weight. "My skin feels hot, I cannot stay still." He reached out and brushed his fingers down my arm. "Then run" he said. "Chase me or let me chase you. Either way, we move together tonight."

Even more disturbed now, I turn away and face Gomez, the thug art critic. “I’m concerned about my gun,” I say without acknowledging his art lesson. His lips quirk much like they did in the garage when I first saw him. He’s wearing the same dark suit, which is pulled tight across his powerful body. He’s handsome and has been gifted with an incredible physique, much like Moon. And like Moon, I’m sure he works hard to stay in shape. I know that you don’t become his size without good genes or anabolic steroids. He’s jacked, but doesn’t have the typical look of a steroid user, thick neck aside. He isn’t cut to a bulging point that keeps him from moving gracefully or quickly. His dark eyes take in

The man gives me a steady look. "Hello, ma'am. Please call me Dax." His blue eyes appear menacing on his bruised face. I'm fairly sure he's the guy who followed us on the bike. I'm not into the skinhead look, but I can't deny he's attractive. Whereas Alex and Moon look and act like gentlemen, this man is rough with hard edges. I have little doubt that he's as deadly as the other two men in the room.