Metal Family Novels & Stories

"But at our core, we are beasts! And my beast is stronger than yours!" Jack ducked under the spinning blades, rolling and coming up on one knee. His mind was racing, processing, adapting. The meteorite. It was powerful, but his control was crude, brutish. There was no finesse. And then, he noticed something. The metal didn't move with uniform speed. Lighter objects were faster, but heavier ones were slower, almost sluggish. And his suit... Kyle hadn't tried to control his suit directly. Why? The answer clicked into place. Silver. The alloy was primarily silver, a diamagnetic metal. It was weakly repelled by magnetic fields, not attracted. It wasn't immune, but it created interference, a sort

I said quickly, feeling a little betrayed by the sudden realization that Vincent actually had a life. -I thought extra’s only existed to boost the plot?- “Okay…in any case, the reshuffling and the morphing, is a property of the metal when it is exposed under certain conditions, but the crystals…they are a blend of Orlov green and Opal, so they imbue strength on the chain.” He said then instantly tried to pull apart the chain, using as much force as he could, but the flimsy-looking chain did not snap the way I had expected it to. “See durable.”

Phoebe pondered for a while before she said, “We still need metal, water, and fire. Water and fire are more special, so we’ll get them last. Our best course now is to get metal.” “So, how are we going to get metal?” After some consideration, she answered, “I remember my father saying that metal is in a very special place. It seems to be in an active volcano. We can go in and get the metal element only when the volcano ‘rests’ for a while.” What she said sounded frightening. They would have to get in when the volcano was “resting”? So, if the volcano started working again after a good rest, could they lose their lives at any time?

“And besides, the children are all safe. What is the door made up of? It was very strong. I believe it won't even purge if I gave it my all." "That's Dinosaurium. Believed to be the strongest metal in this world." “Ooh…” Dante looked out to the moonlight as shadows of black clouds almost covered it. “When will they come around? You know she needs something to kill. When she changes, her instincts will take over.” “We will wait,” Lazarus said. Dante looked at him. “Hmmm. Given your character and how I was told about you, I thought you’d be fun to be with.” Lazarus scoffed but said nothing.

And not just some ordinary kind of chains, it was made of silver and another special kind of metal alloy. Probably a lead base alloy, as lead can absorb the rays of the sun. Chastine opened her mouth to clearly say these words, “do you want to be free from human thralldom?” The bloodhunt’s eyes widened in awe as she said those bold words.

Fremingo blurted out. "It took so long to collect these 22 kinds of non-metallic elements?" Yuri frowned with obvious disdain. There are 90 kinds of common metal elements, such as gold, silver, copper and iron, which can be collected in a few days. "Well, collect two kinds a year." "What's the point?" Yuri asked. Fremingo looked deeply at Yuri and said, "Yes..."

It was ten times stronger than normal human metal and even if a werewolf was to be stabbed with one of it, the chances of him dying would be high. It would be that way because this special metal hindered the fast healing of their kind. And so if there is a lot of damage done to them by a metal of this kind, their chances of dying because of how slow their healing process would become, would be through the roof. ‘What do I do?’ She asked herself. Her wolf heard her though she forgot that the animal was listening. “You are forgetting that everything in the Dark Valley is now under your submission because of the bronze stone.”

Was it legal, according to Metro City law, just barely and since the salaries where nothing to really complain about, even for interns, we all just kept our mouths shut and pushed forward. Corporate life pretty much sucked for most people. I wouldn’t be the exception, to a large degree but Jordan certainly was – aside from the whole getting fucked over thing, he pretty much got this Job through his father’s connections. Robert Wu, his father and Stanely Weston, the [self-proclaimed sole] Founder and CEO of the company had been good friends since college. Both coming from humble backgrounds and furthering their studies at Metro City University on Scholarship.

"Thank you. As I have said, I am your mother, Riley. I know what you're thinking. I should be dead, buried deep within the ground on pack lands with a fabulous headstone. Well, that is not the case. I was supposed to be dead. Yet here we are, alive and well. I was saved, Riley. I'm in my rightful position to serve and protect those who need protection. The Rogue King, Alpha Arthur, saved me. I am his Luna. What you didn't know was that I was born from an Alpha family. They found out I was a firstborn female and tossed me aside. I lived with my grandparents in the Silver Moon Pack. My parents wanted nothing to do with me. I grew up and met your father. That's why I was such a great warrior fo

I growled, grabbing the papers. All lycans were born with an inherent allergy to certain metals. They were some of the few things that hindered our ability to heal and were lethal depending on their usage. Mercury was one of those. Next to silver, it was the most dangerous. It’s how it got the alternative name of quicksilver generations ago. “That business with Sutton’s father was a land deal,” he explained. “He bought over two thousand acres along the eastern mountain range.” “Why? And is it just mercury or are we talking silver, too?”