End Of Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

The Alpha could save himself. *****

There was absolutely no way monsters would develop an eight-pack, nor would they demand hugs and kisses from me every day and torment me in bed all the time. I sent Cyrus the break-up text, fully not expecting him to barge into my room in the middle of the night while completely drenched. He wasted no time in pinning me on my bed. "Honey, please don't break up with me!" Cyrus might sound pitiful, yet his hands began roaming up and down my body. He was quick to grab me by my waist, his shallow pants softly fanning across my neck. "I told you that I was on a mission. Next time, I'll get rid of those players faster."

Then whispered, "When this ends, I want a cabin. Trees. A garden. No codes, no firewalls." He smiled. "I'll build it. With my hands." --- In the command room, Leon activated the pre-flight sequence. Destination: Echo Prime Core. Time to impact: 14 hours. One way or another, tomorrow would change the world.

“William, I feel a little dizzy.” William immediately lifted her into his arms and left. I watched silently. This time, I didn’t feel sadness or pain. I followed Mike back to the hospital. His phone suddenly rang on the desk. That was my phone. Since my family couldn’t be contacted, Mike had been holding onto it. I leaned in and saw that the message was from William. “Jennifer and I are getting married at the end of the month. You like money, don’t you? As long as you come, I’ll give you a million.”

It was a series of messages from Emilio. "Please accept this as the first token of my apology to you, Calista." "Can you please not stay mad at me anymore, Calista?" "Why don't we start over?" I read all three messages without a flicker of emotion and simply replied, "Absolutely not."

The principle of things ending granted awareness. When it spoke, the words formed directly in whatever passed for my mind. “Guardian. You survive where others have not. Impressive.” “You’re the Prime.” My response wasn’t words either, just intention shaped into communication. “I am the anchor. The source from which fragments manifest. The Void’s consciousness made manifest in your reality.” The Prime studied me… not with eyes, but with attention that felt like being evaluated at a level. “You should not be here.” “The artifact protects me.”

It showed a symbol—a golden eye surrounded by a ring of violet. A voice came through the speakers, the same harmonic, multi-toned voice of the Prime Mother. *"Citizens of Earth. We apologize for the delay. The transition is nearly complete. Please remain in your homes while we reconfigure your reality to match the Prime Blueprint. Subject 01 and 02... your debt is collected. We are coming to reclaim the spark."* The hospital doors at the end of the hallway exploded. We heard the sound of heavy, rhythmic footsteps. Not the sound of boots, but the sound of something heavy and metallic. Something that didn't belong in a 21st-century hospital.

Who knows how l will end up? The fourth prince happened to see Er Lin's discomfited appearance and it reminded him of the white moonlight in his heart - the woman he had to give up in order to gain power and possibly become emperor. In the end, he chose Er Lin. Both Du Xiang and Er Lin had to offer up their wrists so that the princes knew they were virgins and then they stood behind the prince who picked them.

After all the things he said to me I don't think I can talk to him normally anymore. ''Tomorrow I am going to send some people to get you some new clothes and everything else you need.'' ''There's no need to send anyone because I am not going to stay. Tomorrow I am going to ask Aiden to drive me home and continue my life. And I will sign the resignation documents from the company and leave here once and for all.'' I say this with a serious face, and I can see Aaron get angry and his jaw clench. ''No.'' ''I am sorry. What?''

Together. THE END.