Beast Machine Transformers Novels & Stories

gained the ability to speak. I didn't take it to heart. The reason they couldn't transform or speak was simply insufficient power. As long as they had enough energy and training, transformation wouldn't be difficult. During this time, I took them hunting and taught them techniques. They became much stronger than before. Beastmen who could survive with defective bodies were hardly ordinary creatures. True to form, what they lacked in one area, they made up for in another. Although Soren couldn't see from one eye, he had exceptionally keen hearing. And although Adrian temporarily couldn't fly, he had incredibly sharp claws.

They were at least third-evolution mechs. Moreover, their beast forms were at least mutants, so the real combat powers of these beast mechs were much stronger than that of ordinary human third-evolution mechs. "As a Monarch-rank creature, why do you stoop to colluding with humans? Do you want a mech like ours? If you want one, you can join us. You will become an extremely powerful existence. With your body, if you transform into a mech, you will be at least forty meters tall." The beast mechs didn't immediately attack Victor and Windfall.

My knees hit the ground, and I gasped. The last embers of fire left my limbs, and the light in my veins fizzled out. The machines closed in like wolves. Dozens. Hundreds. Then they stopped. Their bodies twitched. Glowed. Then began to move again, but not toward me. They turned away—toward each other. Toward the center. Their forms shifted, folded, and twisted. Metal clanged, plates screeched, gears roared to life. It was like watching a swarm of insects become a monster. War machines fused and expanded, crawling up one another, snapping and locking into place, climbing themselves to form something colossal.

By the time he finally pulled, I couldn't breathe properly, his lips were swollen, his eyes boring into that of mine like the beast he is, then a slow smirk curved his mouth. “Your voice…” he murmured, thumb brushing my lower lip. “I love hearing it. I wonder how your moaning will sound in my ear.” I jerked my face away, cheeks burning. “Stop… it.” But it felt like that irritated him, he yanked me back against him, voice dropping to a whisper. “I am not a monster,” he said. “I am a beast.” That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along.

Jake's laugh was hollow, his voice distorted as his transformation continued. "Do you like it? The hunters thought I'd make the perfect experiment. A little serum, and now I'm better, faster, stronger than any werewolf you've ever seen." He flexed his hands, his nails elongating into sharp claws. "I'm not just human or wolf anymore. I'm something... more." "Hybrid," Damien said, his lip curling. "You're a monster. Jake grinned, his teeth sharp and gleaming. "Funny. Coming from you."

“I decide when you die, runt. And because of your disobedience and your desperate wish to die, I have found a perfect way for you to do both… and still be useful to me and my pack.” “What?” I breathed, dread clawed at my chest like ice. “You will be sold to Alpha Caius as his fifth bride.” I blinked. No. No, No, No. My stomach twisted into knots, the air punched from my lungs. Alpha Caius of Blood Howl crest, the Alpha who murdered his four previous wives with his own hands. The one they call DEATH itself. That was who they were selling me to. “Please, you can’t do this to me! I will obey you. I swear! I won’t run again! Just don't send me to him,” I cried.

he shouts as he turns back to us and a crazy smile pulls across his face. "What," Dom snarls as an alarm begins to blare. Metal shutters begin to slam closed over windows and doors in every direction. Beeping begins to omit from the wall around the city. "CITIZENS OF PLECK. BEASTS HAVE RETURNED TO THE CITY CLAIMING ON OF US IS MATED TO THEM. STAY INSIDE YOUR HOMES. WE WILL NOT ALLOW THEM TO BULLY US, " a voice says over the loud speakers rigged on the lamp posts all over the smaller city.

I assure him through clenched teeth even though I'm not sure I do. "Marinah, step around him slowly. No sudden movements." "No," I growl and almost lose myself to Beast's violence. Marinah freezes before she can step in his direction. It's all that saves her. Beast bellows inside me and bones crack. Rage floods my system along with more Kedorine 5. I've never brought Beast back from this point of transformation, but I know I must. The pain almost takes me to my knees. The red band around my vision increases in size until there's only a small clear place left and it holds Marinah. Thick energy pushes against my bones exerting Beast's will over my own. No, I almost shout out loud. I hold my gr

Gently rubbing his forehead, Elijah sighed and said, "You don't have to tell me that. I know very well if she is wrong, and would never shield her." There was a look of satisfaction on Carl's face. Then he looked down at the ring with an imperceptible nervousness and worry in his eyes. Bestial robots had explosive strength. They may be several times to dozens of times more powerful than robots of the same class but with different characteristics depending on the beast's traits chosen. They were just not sure what beast Merry had chosen. Vera had stopped quarreling with Olivia under the stage. She looked up at the ring with consternation in her eyes.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees