Bumblebee Beast Wars Novels & Stories

Gravity was the third contestant in this fight for life. Behind him, The Beast reached the remains of the fence. It leaned over and grabbed the barbed wire in its bare hands. Barbs stabbed into its flesh. It climbed the wire *** The flies from inside the bus were back. They clotted the air around Jack’s face. Before, they had been a source of annoyance. Now, their buzzing wings became music, singing a song he longed to dance to. ***

Think again. I unleashed a swarm of bees toward them. Not golden, as I didn't want to kill them but real enough to do some damage to young bobcat underbellies. They let out tortured howls to rival the werewolves. I almost felt sorry for them. They abandoned Abe, whose tiger form didn't seem to be bothered by the bees, and ran for the water to rid themselves of the evil stinging insects. For the moment my flag was secure.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

The sweet-spicy scent of an omega blooming into heat tickled my nose, and I paused mid-punch. Fuck. There weren’t many omegas, and the alpha wolf in me craved this one already. I grabbed the purse, removed the cash from my wallet, and stuffed it inside. Then I looked for someplace safe, like a store with security cameras or a police station, and ran across the street to a 24-hour gym. I wanted the woman with the kids to get her money back and a bit extra for having to deal with a purse snatcher. Inside, transcendental non-Western music of some kind played over the speakers. Guess it had helped drown out the thief’s screams.

Alpha Zane Atlantis watched the pack from below, his long finger slowly grazing his chin. Here was the pack he had fought all his life for, and for some time, he just couldn't grow used to the peace. He had gotten so accustomed to war, the peace and gaiety seemed almost boring. For the serenity and the good of his pack, however, he knew not to go out there to cause trouble. With a small sigh, he drew back from the large balcony, then swiftly removed the unbuttoned coat he had been wearing.

That was my cue to finally leave, so I reached the edge and saw Bloom levitating above the ground, her red hair raised and her eyes white as her hands sent power through the dome. “What's going on?” I asked Gabrielle right away. “They're monsters, but not ordinary monsters; they're lethal,” my Beta said with genuine concern. “Whatever Greco did this time, it seems to be working.” Bloom shouted before sending a stronger burst of energy. Then I saw the dome become transparent, and I could finally see hundreds of monsters falling. They all had blood coming from their ears and noses. It was clear that Bloom had fried their brains to the point of quickly destroying them.

County Barney. Hundreds of demon-beasts chased after King Ruven Omanelis and Edmund, who flew evasively in the air. They came from all over. The winged demon beasts with sharp claws and sharp teeth like rows of saw blades chased after them savagely. Meanwhile, the burly and horned Demon-beasts chased from the mainland. “Blue Yol Bullet,” Edmund shouted. Blue fire Bullet. A volley of blue fireballs shot out the winged Demon beasts chasing Edmund and King Ruven Omanelis in the air. Edmund's blue fireball hit the hollow-winged demon beast's chest. One by one, their bodies fell to the ground and burned to ashes.

It felt like the climactic scene of Avengers: Endgame where everyone gathered and prepared to face Thanos’ army. Pegasus-like beasts descended from the heavens, landing with precision. They surrounded us, their sole purpose clear—to protect us at all costs. Dr. Shawn had guarded me well, and now it was my turn to repay him. Then, came the other creatures that answered my call. They appeared from every direction, both land and air. Rhino beasts, terrifying packs of wolves, and massive, big-eared monkeys joined the fray. A cloud of butterfly-shaped mosquitoes emerged from the woods, swarming the giants. The giants trembled as they swatted at them, inadvertently striking one another. Soon, bulg

I screamed back, making my way to her, but the warriors never seemed to reduce—the more I killed, the more they came, like swarms of locusts. "You want her?" one of the warriors asked. "Then you'd have to go through us," he said, bringing out baby knives from his attire, the others having all kinds of weapons—from axes to chained balls. "Move aside and I’ll make this easy for you," I tried to negotiate. He huffed—the one who seemed to be the leader. "You wish," he retorted, and they attacked me from all sides. "Kendell, watch your back!" Alexa's voice jolted through my veins as I turned back—but I was a little too late.

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met