Humanized Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

Anderson, Harrison, Jocelyn and Enboe-21 returned back to the present. They found themselves, once again, seated on the Time Machine. Andy's eyes were red and anger-filled. Joce, being emotional herself, fell to the floor and began to cry furiously. Harrison also had a long face. They were all despondent. Enboe-21 went to the corner of Anderson's desktop computer and transformed into a camouflaged pillar.

so instead of waiting for someone else to do it, he stepped forward and put his own hand on the ball, when he heard Mr. Hung yell, "No, wait-" and all of a sudden his surrounding changed. Sheng Chen was in another space, looking at a huge screen in front of him. He heard that same robotic voice again, "Hello traveler. Welcome to your inauguration. Currently, you are at Bestia Orbis Terrarum, or lovingly referred to by the locals as the Beast world." "As you may or may not know already, there are millions of different species in the universe. Some are very similar to your human physical structures, whereas some are very different." As the voice finished, the large screen in front of Sheng

The person he'd been fighting to resurface. _*]:min-w-0"> "I love you," I said. "Not the person Ian manipulated you into becoming. The real you. The one who's gentle and kind and uses his Omega abilities to help people instead of hurt them. That person is still in there. I know he is." _*]:min-w-0"> The wolf stepped back. Shifted to human form with visible effort. Otto collapsed to his knees, his face twisted with anguish and confusion. _*]:min-w-0">

And if he fixed them all, he wouldn't be a boy anymore. He would be a utility. A machine. "I'm sorry," I said, my voice steady. "The Prime is in containment. He cannot be disturbed." "But he healed you!" the woman cried, grabbing my hand the perfect, unscarred hand Leo had restored. "I saw the broadcast! He fixed your hand!" "That was different," I lied. "That was... combat triage. "He's a god!" the woman screamed as the guards gently pulled her away. "He belongs to

I succumbed to her charisma. “Okay Thelma, here we go.” she said smiling. That smile reminded me of the usual smile I had seen on their faces. That means all the stewards I had seen were robots and having human brains and organs in them from my kinds which the general had captured just like us a long time ago.

Not because he had taken my mother in when no one else would but because I have come to see the type of person he is, the type of leader he is. He isn't arrogant like most alphas he's humble and kind. He isn't one to always jump to violence and war, he is fair in his judgment and doesn't need brute force to resolve conflicts. He has an appreciation for all living things even rogues. At the end of the day he knows his power but he doesn't go around flaunting it. "I think that's the last of them, let's burn the bodies and start cleaning up" he instructs via mindlink

“Mate? But she’s... a human, Your Majesty.” I cut the link immediately. I didn't have time for Pack politics. She was bleeding. I need to save her because I can't live with the thought of losing my mate immediately I found her. I strode out to the front entrance. My black sedan was already there. Marcus held the back door open, his eyes wide as he took in the sight of the blood-soaked human woman in my arms. "Drive. Fast, but careful," I ordered as I slid into the back seat and cradled her against my chest. I kept one large hand pressed gently, but firmly against her abdomen, trying to impart my healing energy, though I knew it wasn't going to work.

A pretty woman in a loose shirt, hair still smelling faintly of wine and birthday cake. Her eyes were puffy from earlier tears, but she still carried a quiet grace—soft, tired, hopeful. “Hi,” she said. “You’re the… delivery?” Rex nodded, clearing his throat. “Yes, ma’am. The Latest companion-grade model. Fully obedient. Emotionally responsive. Uh…” He glanced at Milo, trying to remember the rehearsed line. “…optimized for comfort and, um… Sexual needs.” Milo elbowed him. “Connection! He meant connection.”

The Queen had a sweet smile on her face. James, however, couldn't contain his wolf. Optimus bore past James' barrier and forced his way to the front. His eyes were jet black. His chest was heaving as he stalked closer to her. His nose flared and the scent of caramel and raindrops hit him like a bolt of lightning. He lifted his head and howled loudly out of excitement before he galloped closer to the woman who caught his view. His canines sparkled as he grinned. In a husky tone, he said, "Mate."

"Hahaha! I'm Quickstep Littletoes of the Ant Race. Glad to be your acquaintance, Octavio! Let's be friends and not fight, okay? I don't like fighting. Nothing good ever comes out of it." Quickstep laughed and said to Octavio. This was the first human who had shown him respect. It was a good feeling to have. He was tired of being hated and hunted by humans for no reason at all. Just like before, everything he had experienced with them were all bad things. It seems that some humans listened to reason before using their fists.