War Machine Armored Adventures Novels & Stories

To the one who had walked into my place as if he was the owner and I was a tenant who owed him money. Thanks to the work I had my key people on, everyone who mattered knew this creature's face. No one had confronted him and his crew. His guards. And that had been good; for my guys. Ralis’ men had semi-automatic weapons under their jackets. The kind that was backed by licenses. They had not flashed them, but they let them be seen. And they moved in a clean formation: Two at the front, two at the back, one at the head, their client in the middle.

A mercenary in heavy armor reached inside, grabbing the silver briefcase. "Package secured!" the mercenary yelled through his radio. Despite their efforts, the mercenaries secure the EMP briefcase yet again and vanish in an armored convoy. Marcus let out a roar of absolute fury, but his body wouldn't obey. He could only watch through his fading vision as the heavy armored vehicles sped away into the thick night fog, leaving behind a trail of burning metal, smoke, and blood.

Pakin’s P.O.V The air in the garage was thick with the scent of high-octane fuel and burnt rubber, a smell that had become synonymous with my new life. We stood beside our machines, the silence of the room punctuated only by the rhythmic clink-clink of tools. My car, the Valkyre, looked like a predator poised to strike, its sleek lines shimmering under the fluorescent lights. Beside it sat Sean’s Porsche GT3, a beast of a machine that mirrored its owner’s aggressive confidence.

“Adrian “ I whispered, my voice shaking even though I tried to stand up. “You feel it too.” He didn’t answer at first. His jaw got tight. His eyes, the deep brown I had always admired from afar turned cold. “Stop talking “ he said under his breath. I blinked. “You’re my mate.” One of the warriors dropped the spear he was holding. The sound echoed louder than it should have. Adrian stepped back from me like I had touched him with fire. “Don’t say that again.” My heart started to pound. “You felt it. I know you did. The bond—”

His sinister laughter echoed through the battlefield, taunting Emberlyn and Keagan. Keagan, now recovering from the initial attack, analyzed the situation. He knew they needed to find a way to counter the villain's shadow manipulation. This was his first encounter with a threat from this world. The system warning kept ringing in his head, and for a moment he considered fleeing and leaving Emberlyn at the mercy of this evil. But the intrusive thoughts were quickly extinguished by the will of his own body, somewhat moving involuntarily. Drawing upon his intelligence and tactical skills, he devised a plan, after all. He remembered the array of gadgets and features on the suit he had on. With a

"That was only because I was willing to uplift you. Without my blessing, you are less than stray dogs." "Worthy of me? You?" I stopped in front of them, using the tip of my boot to lift Alexander's chin, staring into his trembling pupils. "Look around you." They strained to move their eyes. To their shock, they realized that the massive plaza was filled with thousands of powerful wolf warriors. And among them, half were members of the Silver Moon Pack! "Beta Mark?" Alexander gasped, seeing his former subordinate standing in the front row, wearing armor made of enchanted ice.

“You’re a devil, Cali—I’m in. Where?” He pointed to a stone archway, shadowed by vines. “There, perfect angle. Wait for my nod.” She nodded back, crew vanishing into the dark, and Jeremy stood alone, hands in pockets, the estate’s cliffs looming silent behind him. The army rolled in minutes later, a steel tide crashing the gates—five armored trucks, matte green beasts with reinforced hulls, each a 10-ton M113A3, turrets swiveling, engines snarling like caged wolves.

I swore. "But if the kingdom falls to their hands," Jared mumbled. "The power won't last long, I will come with my army and I will kill them, I will make all of them suffer just like they did to me," I vowed. "How, where would you get an army from?" Jared asked. "It's my secret, I don't know if it will work but if it does, then I have the largest army in this kingdom, but first, I need to heal, to get my strength back before leaving," I said, heading to the bed.

After logging in and being teleported to White River City, An notification screen pops up in front of Leo’s eyes. “Hello Adventures Welcome to the Lost World. I am the tutorial instructor Liam. I will introduce you to the four main categories and twelve main classes. Please choose the class that will fit u best.” With a wave of Liam's hand all the four categories and twelve classes pop up in front of Leo. The twelve classes were categorised according to the four categories. Warrior:- Shield Warrior, Guardian knight and berserker.

Something was approaching, Not fast, Not loud but Controlled. “Samuel,” he called quietly. No answer came, Not from distance, Not from the system, Not from the bond. Because the bond was still cold. Still distant, Still wrong. But it reacted. Just slightly. Like a wound twitching when touched. Adrian turned slowly toward the valley below. And saw them. At first, they looked like shadows moving through the ash. Then shapes, Then forms, Wolves. But not living ones. Their bodies were armored in blackened metal plating, segmented like living machines. Their limbs moved with unnatural precision, joints rotating too cleanly to be organic. Their eyes glowed faint blue uniform, synchronized, dead.