Cybertron Elite Guard Novels & Stories

I looked over at Kora, then back to Abby, then to the figures above us that could no longer be seen through the light. “You want to protect her, right?” Kora’s patience with me was wearing thin now. “More than anything,” I responded. “Help me put a shield around her.” Kora grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Abby, who I gently laid down on the grass before letting our hands part ways, encouragement thanks to Kora’s grip and my weakened emotional state. We took only a few steps back to build the protective shield around Abby. We are only able to put a shield around a single person at a time, but with both Kora and I, whatever was about to happen, we could shield Abby even more if we work t

Axel, lift me. “Axel…run...werewolves,” I mumbled, trying to regain my balance. “What did you say?” A thunderous roar astounds us. I crawled, pulling Axel inside the weapon room. I rested a bit, blinking my eyes and shaking my head. “Erin, are you okay? What’s happening?” Axel palms my cheeks, shaking me. I nodded, but I was struggling to focus. “Axel!” a roar brings a chill to my bones. He’s here. We’re dead. It instantly clears my head. I took the silver weapons and gave some to Axel.

As the dean of educational and student affairs, my mom had always been strict about me and my brother’s conduct since we were young, keeping records of our every move. Want to eat? Memorize your textbook first. Want to buy stationary? Score full marks at your next test. My brother could never achieve anything, and I was always the one receiving all the rewards. I always thought that my mom treated us fairly. Until the day I was supposed to submit my college application, when my mom said I had to apply for a college of education to get a new phone. When I submitted my application, I saw a bunch of comments flash past my eyes. [This girl is so stupid, thinking that her mom is fair. Her

"The spire is already under siege." Gideon stepped to the edge of the marble landing, his amber eyes narrowing as he scanned the skies above the floating rings. "Look there," Gideon commanded, pointing toward the marble entry gates. Lying across the snow-dusted white steps were the shattered remnants of several ancient guardian automatons. Standing over them were dozens of heavily armored soldiers clad in dark steel plate bearing the cruel, winged crest of the High Command's elite vanguard. "They got here before us," I said, drawing my twin silver daggers as royal white wildfire began to hum softly around my hands.

they were experiencing decades of repressed grief, anger, and fear all at once. ​"Get them to the Under-City!" Leo commanded, using his Alpha-Command frequency to cut through the panic. It wasn't a digital command; it was a physical vibration that signaled Safety. "The maintenance tunnels are reinforced against seismic activity! Move!" ​As the crowd began to flow toward the subterranean entrances, the first of the Iron Erasers descended. These weren't drones; they were the Council’s "Elite Guard", shifters who had voluntarily traded their souls for absolute mechanical power. They hit the ground with the force of meteors, their ceramic armor absorbing the impact.

She asked. The child pointed downward. Toward the floor. Silence followed. Then everyone felt it. A vibration. Low. Steady. Growing stronger. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. Nathan immediately looked disturbed. “I don’t like that sound.” Nobody did. Then Elliot’s tablet suddenly flashed. Multiple alerts. DOZENS of alerts. “Oh no.” Again. Always again. Victor groaned. “Elliot.” Elliot looked up. His voice barely worked. “They’ve released the Guardians.”

Kydence hated being looked at like a weakling, she promised herself that she wouldn’t depend on anyone, not even her mate, to protect her. When she and her brothers turned sixteen not only were they able to find their mate, but they also discovered that they are Shadow Guards. Shadow Guards are Elite Warriors blessed by the Moon Goddess to protect all her children from evil in the supernatural and human realms. Her uncle and father already knew that the triplets were blessed by the Moon Goddess, all her warriors bored a small moon shaped birthmark that could only be seen by the Alpha and Beta of the Shadow Guards. Only the Alpha, Beta and Gamma knew the true identity of the Shadow Guards. To

His eyes, now entirely white pools of light, locked onto the squad. "My turn," Tristan whispered. It wasn't his voice. It was a chorus. He snapped his fingers. Discharge. He didn't fire a beam. He released a localized EMP pulse of pure Void energy. The shockwave ripple was visible—a translucent sphere expanding at the speed of sound. When it hit the guards, they didn't bleed. They simply stopped. Their armor powered down. Their cybernetic limbs seized. Their neural implants fried instantly. Ten elite soldiers dropped to the floor like puppets with their strings cut.

From the shadows of the crater rim, figures rose. They weren't human anymore. They were desiccated corpses wearing armor from different eras—Medieval knights, World War soldiers, Ancient warriors. Their eyes glowed with the same purple light as the crystal. "The Guardians," Sebastian spat on the ground. "Previous generations who tried to control the power and failed. Now they are just puppets." "There are hundreds of them," Kael drew his sword (a retractable vibranium blade Alex made for him). "Circle formation!" Jackson commanded. "Protect Nova! We carve a path to the central bridge!"

The ground shifted as three Architects—the ten-foot giants of glass—stepped out from the shadows of the Obelisk. But these weren't like the ones at the border. These were wearing Thorne Security armor. "They’ve merged," Julian whispered, raising his weapon. "The tech and the monsters. They’re evolving." The Battle for the Foundation Aero Charging a "Supernova" punch to crack the Obelisk's base. Critical (Draining fast) Lyra Maintaining a "Void Shield" to stop the green beams. High (Strained)