Orga Gundam Iron-blooded Orphans Novels & Stories

I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning. Eren puts on his matte black integral helmet and springs one leg to the other side of his seat to sit on it. I admire him as he starts the mammoth machine, revving it a few times till it backfires a blue smoky light, causing a fractious pulsating sound. I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster.

Roddy turned to blink at Charlotte who was now covered in sweat. “We are Orpheus, the strongest organization in Asia, born from the previously world-class organization, Dark Totem. The man he snapped at just now is one of our Orpheus Six Generals, Pluto. Whoever disrespects Pluto is disrespecting Orpheus. Those who disrespect Orpheus, need to die.” With just a few simple sentences, Roddy announced their background and capabilities. Like he had been reading a decree, those words caused chills to invade the bodies of Charlotte and her group.

Lucy The rag was still in my hand, but my fingers had gone numb. My whole body felt like it had gone cold when Riker said those words. Pet. I’d heard worse, yes. But the way the men in the lot laughed—or pretended not to—burned hotter than fists ever had. Fists left bruises that faded. Words stuck, carved into the softest places of you. I kept polishing the chrome because I didn’t know what else to do. The metal shone under my hand, but the shine didn’t matter. I didn’t matter. That’s what Riker had meant. I was just something Blake had picked up on the side of the road. Disposable.

His carved titanium alloy-covered shoulder muscles shimmered from the auto factory ceiling’s lights shining down on his six-foot-four frame. “I would like to introduce you to 2Pac GX7. He’s a prototype designed to look like the real 2Pac. He has an infinite neural net processor inside his head that helps him learn new things.” Irena tried to introduce 2Pac to Amy, who felt fascinated and creeped out by Irena’s cybernetic soldier. Amy wanted to get her child out of 2Pac’s arms. Somehow, she could feel the technological heat radiating from the metal man’s body. “Mommy!” Omar stretched his little hand out toward his mother.

They were the architects of a future that hadn't been written yet. A union of blood, code, and iron. On the far northern horizon, a single, sharp light flickered. Not a star. A signal. Aethelgard. Aradaa drew his iron sword, the blue static from his heart surging down the blade, turning the metal into a white-hot brand. Kaelor threw his head back and let out a roar that shook the very foundations of the ship, a sound that challenged the sky itself. The world was broken, but the Heart was Offline—and that is where the truth begins.

I laughed, teasing them. "Fuck you." I couldn't help but shake my head at their offensive mouths. "You all, too," I fired back and stepped on the gas. I took a glance at my cellphone, which was resting on the dashboard, and saw the footage that Noella had sent me. As I realized how destructive my bombs are, I grinned evilly. Very good babies. "All pigs burned and mangled alive," I informed while staring at the opponent's lifeless bodies, then looked back on the road.

Morrigan’s POV I lay in the periphery, feeling as if I am about to explode. My energy split down the center, creating a forcefield to shield the miracle blossoming in Emma’s womb. It is mine and Kalen’s heir. This miracle should not be possible. Emma is special. This child is special. It must survive but so must Emma, my Emma.