Voltron Suits Novels & Stories

“See, it fits your skin tone so perfectly. And that hair? I could kill you for your hair but then I love you too much. I can already see how these would look on you. You need armor? You’ve got one right here. With a shade to match. Get it?” “No, I do not get it and I am sure I will never get it. Hell would ice over before I wore something like that. So, thank you for your moral support. Now you can leave.” “And miss all the fun? Pfft, no way,” Toria said before she slouched into the chair facing Reyona. Then she leaned forward just as Maxwell had done earlier and said, “So, when are we going?” “We are not going anywhere. I will go when I am done with all my work. Not a moment sooner. And I a

This creature, its thin wings capped with pointed bone, was the size of a lion. “This is one of the babies.” Apollo said without looking back at Dain or me. “Which means brother and mother are close by.” An even louder screech sounded, and the suits that the four brother wore, shifted into something else. That strange shimmer I had noticed over their clothing grew until the crisp and elegant lines of their suits morphed into armored plates and thick leather straps.

I jumped in my shower though, hurrying to wash the blood off me. I jumped out and headed to my closet. Every single suit I had in there was solid black, not an inch of bronze anywhere to be found. I rolled my eyes. “God, The Otherside sucks.” I said to Titan, who agreed. I snapped to produce a better suit, and it came in black as well. “Fuck.” I said out loud. So my powers were here, but they think it’s hilarious to ruin my fashion sense. Ugh. I put the black suit on and luckily I found one pair of bronze shoes in my closet that I happily threw on. A little is better than none. “Ok, now that we have figured that out, let’s head to TwentyOne.” I told Titan.

And with that power came a new kind of threat: The Suitors. Leo stood by the cooling vents of the Ark, his muscles aching from a day of hauling timber. He wiped the sweat from his brow, his eyes narrowing as he saw a sleek, black hover-rover—one of the few functional vehicles left—pull up to Meilin’s administrative tent.

She said. “I know.” Ruby shook her head immediately. “I hate this plan already.” I smirked faintly. “You hate every plan.” “Because your plans are insane.” “And yet they usually work.” That shut her up then Vesha moved closer slowly. “You really think Tristan can be useful?” “Yes.” “He’s loyal.” “Loyal people are the easiest to manipulate" I said with a scoff. Vesha sighed softly and sat down opposite me. “You realize this could backfire.” I rested my chin against my hand thoughtfully.

"Shoulder and all?" Enzo just grins, devilish and taunting. "I've touched every part of you, Pretty boy. Of course I know your size.." Pretty boy? Julian's face turns red too fast. "You've got to be messing with me right now. There's no way it'll be a perfect fit-" * "What the fuck?" He whispers, trying the beautiful charcoal black suit on in the dressing room. It's a three piece suit; pants perfectly tailored. The inner shirt a low necked black top that leaves half of his chest on display, and a matching half-jacket.

Just then, Leon walked over to him, a hint of wariness in his eyes. "Who are you? And why are you looking for Ms. Summers?" Vernon looked at Leon. Jealousy briefly reflected in Vernon's eyes before it was quickly replaced with worry. "I am her husband," he said confidently. "I've been looking for her to bring her home." Hearing this, Leon frowned and said, "Calista isn't here now. She's gone to the front lines." "The front lines?" Vernon felt his chest tighten with fear. He asked anxiously, "Then, when is she coming back? Is she in any danger now?"

She challenged him while not looking. “Sure,” Von answered and smirked, taking off his hand from hiding inside his pocket. Without hesitation, Astrid’s eyes widened because Von took off his soldier outfit. Even though Astrid couldn’t help but be amazed by his Tan sleeveless shirt with a V-shaped look, she still doesn’t like his attitude. Moreover, he also wears loose black jeans for the lower clothes with a silver chain on his side hips. His biceps and triceps are toned, making him a bit more manly man than Kai.

"Woah!! Ivaan look, in these amours, I look like a superhero soldier. Can I try teleporting myself?" She exclaimed in delight, but then there was a sudden announcement that took her attention away. "Please follow the rules and procedures." The announcement was made for all candidates to stop talking and move forward in queues through the robotic detector corridor. All of the candidates walked through the corridor passage in a powered suit made of light-weighted metal. Their entire body, from head to toe, was encased in a suit. The suit itself was stylishly designed and was soundproof, electricity proof, waterproof and breathable. It was like an exoskeleton, which is an external device that s

He jerks his head towards the front door, and I follow him. On the porch is the full elite force. They are dressed in our suits we made especially for fighting. Having four years to prepare since the last big attack has been beneficial. The suits stretch and conform to wolf form without losing their thickness. The fabric is similar to human's bullet-proof vests. They won't stop vampires' claws completely, but they give our bodies some form of protection from having our hearts ripped out. Hunters have had no success against them. Rogues have been scarce in recent years, but we figure the suits will help against them as well. Of course, Emmett's suit had to be tweaked multiple times. The dude'