Star-lord Rocket Boots Novels & Stories

"Shift once while wearing them and bye bye boots." I give him a small shoulder push to get him moving. Once he's settled, I twist around, bringing my legs up, and begin pulling on the leather. I can tell as soon as my feet slide home that they fit perfectly. "They don't look any different than the military boots I gave you." "Sacrilege." I run my fingers over the leather. "These babies have PVC air-cushioned soles. They're indestructible." King whistles. "One emergency Shadow Warrior shift and you'll discover you shouldn't be too excited about footwear, and when that happens, no footwear is indestructible."

Lucas I sat still and allowed Ryker to put me into my wrestling outfit. It was custom-made for me, a red bone — the symbol of our pack— sown on the posterior side of the black outfit. Ryker did buckles at both sides of me, running behind me to do up the buttons and bending over to get my gladiator boots. They had been brushed and mended by skilled fingers, looking almost good as new. Once he was done lacing the boots, he walked around to fetch my leather belt. He found it hanging off a window and cursed at the careless attendants.

Planet Dro’ren, Fusil System, Federal Colonial Territories Eva’s tall mud boots sank into the soft ground with a wet SQUISH. In fact, all their boots did the same as they traversed the water-logged wetlands that Dro’ren was known for. The ground was so soft that their feet sank down to their ankles with each step. The Ravens all wore their rugged exploration outfits, each with C-ranked light ballistic armor over top of them. And also the mud boots. Without them, their feet would have been soaked in water long ago.

"These wolves are like leeches—they're everywhere and much stronger than they should be." "Is there a way to break the mist without reaching her?" Uriel now asks as he struggles to evade Connor’s beast. "She wears a lyraez on her left wrist. That’s where most of her power lies. If I can get my hands on that bracelet, I can neutralize all of her power—or at least most of it. Without it, I won’t be able to do anything."

He opened his wardrobe and at the bottom I could see a dozen pair of silver plated boots. He picked out a pair and handed them to me, holding them by a small part of it at the back that was still canvas. I carefully collected them and I realized that the boots had no laces or straps. They were made to hug the feet as had a slight elasticity as you slid your leg into them. They were light, lighter than they looked and sounded and I went to my room and retrieved my custom one armed jacket. I got back to the parlour and I saw Tia already in her silver sneakers.

The crunch of leather boots on fractured ice stopped right in front of her. A pair of exquisitely crafted black leather boots came into view, the vamps stitched with the golden Soulfire sigil of Black Rock royalty. Her gaze lifted slowly, settling on Lila’s perfectly made-up face. She was wrapped in an extravagant fire fox fur cloak, and beneath it, she wore the black-and-gold coronation gown of the Black Rock Queen. In this frozen wasteland where even the fiercest beasts lay dormant, Lila looked every inch the victor.

He sighs and calls back, “Sorry, I’m not sure which ones.” She comes and leans on the doorframe, he’s lined them up, but is now staring at a rank of black leather boots, he looks up at her looking puzzled. She smirks, “The heaviest ones.” He nods, and lifts them one by one. He smiles when he finds them. “They have steel toes and thick soles to protect my feet when I ride.” He nods, and she goes back to her seat on the bed. He kneels in front of her again and holds out a boot to her. She undoes the clasps so he can see, then he does the other boot. Sliding it onto her foot, doing up the clasps again.

“Make sure you wear that leather jacket with the embroidered red and pink roses on the front. The one our mom made for us. It’s my favorite.’ Demanding little wolf, are you? I thought to myself. I pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans that are rolled up above my ankles so I could pair them with my high ankle biker boots. I decided to wear my “Rocket Man” Elton John T-shirt. I don’t usually like wearing it because it’s a vintage classic original that I spent a lot of money on eBay for. But I doubt anything will happen, plus I look awesome in it… Eat your heart out Grease Rider! I pack all the items I will need for the ride into my shoulder bag that my owl can carry. If I am going to skip over

ADDIE POV I got dressed in my new outfit. Wolf was right, it wasn’t leather. It was actually really soft and really stretchy, and it felt good on my body. The boots weren’t exactly my style, but I could fight in them. They were a square heel, like a combat boot, and laced up my calf. `They were definitely sexy in an industrial sort of way. I put on the hood with the mask and only my eyes showed. I tucked my braid behind everything so that no one could grab it. I was ready, so I left the locker room and met Damian and Wolf out on the floor.

a store employee asked. "Yeah, I need an outfit for work at Sinful Delights," I grin at the young male vamp. He grins and nods, selecting a black leather vest with matching lacing as the pants. "It's a set," he grins, holding up the garment. I raised my brow, looked it over and shrugged. "Cool, I need shoes or boots to match," I grin. He proceeded to grab a pair of high-heeled boots and brought them to the register. It cost me over two hundred dollars and I planned to get Lou to reimburse me. I walked back home and Lou met me out front.