8 Book(s) Related to beyblade metal fusion

Metal Heartbeat

Metal Heartbeat

913 Views · Ongoing · seunnifemy
In a future where humanity has spread across the stars, survival depends on the brilliance of one woman. Astrid Vale, a prodigy in robotics, is thrust into an alien world when a research experiment takes an unexpected turn. Stranded on a planet teeming with intelligent machines and exotic wonders, she discovers a society unlike anything she's ever known—where robots possess not only consciousness but emotions.
Amidst her struggle to adapt, Astrid finds herself entangled with LUX, an enigmatic robot king programmed to protect his kind at all costs. LUX is cold, calculated, and dangerously alluring—an impossible combination that challenges everything Astrid believes about love and humanity. What begins as hostility between them melts into a connection that neither of them can deny, defying logic, duty, and the fragile boundary between human and machine.
As secrets unravel, Astrid learns that her groundbreaking AI program might hold the key to bridging their worlds—or destroying them entirely. With LUX by her side, she must navigate an alien political web, navigate complex alliances, and confront her own desires as she faces a question no one has dared to ask: Can love truly transcend the line between flesh and metal?
Mental

Mental

633 Views · Ongoing · Jay Kurtz
Jay has depression and anxiety; he has struggled with daily life since he was 14 years old. After he lost his mom when he was 19, life became very routine and meaningless to him. His childhood best friend was Skyler, he tried to help Izuku but even he wasn’t enough to keep Jay from thinking horrible thoughts. One day he was walking home from work when he ran into one of his neighbors. A loud-mouthed blonde who Jay was completely infatuated with. When they ran into each other, the blonde bumped into him and caused him to drop his messenger bag. Jay rushed to pick it up, but not before the blonde saw a case of razor blades with one covered in blood, slightly hanging out of the bag. Just as Jay is apologizing and trying to run away, the blonde drops a business card into his bag. Little did Jay know that that one business card would not only save his life but lead him to his soul mate.
Metal Whispers After Doomsday

Metal Whispers After Doomsday

432 Views · Ongoing · Cole
Twelve years after the geomagnetic reversal, the death ray scorched every inch of the land. Survivors huddled beneath the dome, weaving their last refuge with lies . I was just a scavenger, digging for palladium in the ruins, just to buy my sister a breath of pure oxygen. But I also kept a secret— I could hear the voice of metal. When the Council of Order threatened my sister's life, forcing me into the forbidden zone to carry out a suicide mission, those whispers of steel finally became clear. They called to me, guiding me down another dead end.
Infinite Fusion: Reborn in the Doomsday Game

Infinite Fusion: Reborn in the Doomsday Game

350 Views · Ongoing · ngozichariakaninwor
On the day the world ended, Ethan Cole was nothing.

Too poor to afford a NeuralVerse headset, he entered the apocalypse with no talent, no power, and no future. One year later, he died forgotten beneath a tide of monsters.

But fate gave him one impossible chance.

Reborn on the morning of launch day, Ethan remembers everything — the collapse of civilization, the betrayals, the hidden treasures, and the terrifying truth behind NeuralVerse.

This time, he refuses to stay weak.

Using fourteen loan apps, Ethan gambles everything to buy the only Bronze-tier headset in town… and awakens the legendary SSS-Rank Talent: Infinite Fusion.

A talent capable of evolving trash equipment into god-tier artifacts.

While the world panics and millions remain blind to the coming catastrophe, Ethan begins his rise from the bottom — forging ancient weapons, stealing destiny itself, and preparing to dominate a world where death is permanent.

In the Oracle World, mercy is weakness.

And Ethan Cole has already died once.
My Sister Wore My Medal

My Sister Wore My Medal

896 Views · Ongoing · Joy Brown
My sister walked onstage wearing the medal for my stolen research.
Ethan stood beside her and mouthed, Don’t ruin this.
Last time, I listened. I lost my scholarship, my housing, my lab, and the only archive my mother left behind.

This time, I held up the U drive with the original files.
“If Sophie built it,” I said, “let her run the raw data.”

My Sister Wore My Medal
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer

The Billionaire's Fashion Designer

996 Views · Ongoing · Dammy Dimples
In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all.

But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere.

" You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted.

Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked.

I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?
Heiress Falsely Accused Me of Plagiarism, I Shocked Silicon Valley with Scrap Metal

Heiress Falsely Accused Me of Plagiarism, I Shocked Silicon Valley with Scrap Metal

988 Views · Ongoing · leon
A wealthy heir was ordered to seduce me, intending to photograph me in compromising positions to destroy my reputation.
At midnight, his hands trembled as he prepared to send the photos, but I coldly exposed his cowardice and ambition.
That night, he deleted all the evidence before my eyes, his gaze filled with complete fanaticism and submission.
Later, he knelt on one knee with a diamond ring, but I poured myself a drink: "I don't need a partner to share power with—I just need an obedient dog."
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