Beast Wars Transformers Dinobot Novels & Stories

It was pretty obvious from the way they sneered at me. “Dino charger” Chase shouted extending out his dark energem, “Ready!” a bulky yellow and black gun appeared in his hand. He shoved something on it which made it buzz with energy, “Energize!” he then raised it above his head and clicked something, “Unleash the power!” a large misty hologram of a dinosaur head appeared from the tip of it and swallowed him as a whole. When I opened my eyes again, he has worn a cool black outfit with a sharp sword in his hand.

“Sure.” We took a seat in the living room while waiting for Jaykee to come out. He was indeed bringing out with him a huge toy robot. “Who’s this, Jaykee?” Ara asked, stroking the robot’s head. “Bumble Bee.” “Oh, how cute!” I exclaimed, but honestly, I knew nothing about toy robots. “Yeah. One of the Transformer models,” Ara replied.

Everyone claps. “You don’t hit like a warrior,” Dino tells her as they start packing. “Okay,” Iris says confused. “What pack are you from? You look Incudo, but your features are muted,” Dino asks. “Why do you care?” Iris defends herself. “It's just a question,” Dino holds up his hands and backs away. But not before snapping a quick picture of Iris to send to his cousin at Incudo. “Something wrong, Dino?” Titan asks as Dino continues to watch Iris.

He was fighting back with the mindless strength of something that has gone past decision-making into pure animal force. Zayden held him,but barely. I could see it from thirty feet away. The trembling in Zayden's wolf form was not exhaustion. Dorian Vane stood behind the pinned white wolf. He looked exactly like what Brennan of Pale Ridge had described. Older than the man Zayden's father trusted. Silver-haired and pale-eyed He looked at me when I reached the road center. "Nerissa Ashwood," he said.

Pine joked, earning him a slap to the back of the head from Reaper. “Beast isn’t one to tolerate your jokes. Careful, Pine.” Reaper warns. “I would second that.” Beasts' low, threatening tone vibrates the surrounding air. “Beast,” I nod. Beast walks to the fire, relaxing on the dirty ground, leaning against the log bench. He always preferred the ground. He could detect movement vibrations through the ground. Nothing sneaks up on Beast. Ever. “That female is my mate.” I watched as the group turned and looked at Beast wide-eyed.

EPISODE 20 – RIDE WITH THE FOUR-EYED BEAST My gaze flicked to his face and that’s when I noticed it. His green irises were glowing. “You are nothing more than a lowly human,” he growled, each word vibrating in the air, rumbling against my ears like thunder. “The lowest kind of creature ever to walk the earth. You should be careful with your tone when speaking to an immortal like me.” “The lowest kind?” I said softly, then let out a dry laugh. “The lowest creature… and yet I managed to make a four-eyed Alpha beast this angry—"

“Run! You have to get the tablet to Sofia! If she sees this, she’ll know!” “I’m not leaving you, kid!” Nomo roared. He turned to run back toward the server room, but the floor beneath him suddenly shifted. A heavy, hydraulic hiss filled the air, and the glass cylinders began to drain. The dark fluid spilled out across the concrete, and the creatures inside—the twisted, grafted abominations—began to twitch.

Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone. Broad shoulders. Deep-cut abs. A V-line that should’ve been illegal. My mouth literally fell open. Xavier leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, towel tightening around his waist. A slow, sinful smirk curved his lips. “Looking for me, sweetheart?”

“Run! You have to get the tablet to Sofia! If she sees this, she’ll know!” “I’m not leaving you, kid!” Nomo roared. He turned to run back toward the server room, but the floor beneath him suddenly shifted. A heavy, hydraulic hiss filled the air, and the glass cylinders began to drain. The dark fluid spilled out across the concrete, and the creatures inside—the twisted, grafted abominations—began to twitch.

The massive, crystalline leaves cast shifting, bioluminescent shadows across the trail. Behind us, Tank, Reaper, and Sienna rode in a tight V-formation, their engines creating a mechanical symphony that drowned out the strange, echoing cries of the new wildlife. "Signal is half a mile dead ahead!" I yelled over the comms, tracking the Dreadnought-Crawler’s dying beacon on my dash. "Be ready! The bio-signatures on these Origin-Beasts are massive! They're pulling raw kinetic energy directly from the environment!" "Weapons free!" Dax commanded. "We hit them hard, we hit them fast, and we pull the survivors out of that tin can!"